Hello 👋 Hope you have a nice day/night 🤗
I'm really excited for this IF of yours because skating in general is very interesting to me considering that there's no snow or winter in my country hence the curiousity 😆
That and the ROS are very.... *chefs kiss" good-looking 🥰
Honestly so far, Heidi caught my eyes but Alexis is also pretty 😍
I wonder, how would the RO react to MC 'accidentally' calling them husband/wife/spouse ? In front of their fans perhaps ? 😳
Ah, I wish we could change places my country has almost too much snow to offer (Canada), I'm glad this excites you as I'm working hard to release the prologue and the first half of chapter one.
(Yes, Alexis is honestly so prett)
(I'm not sure what stage you intended, but let's say this is crushing stage)
Heidi:
Heidi smiled, before he'd realized, nodding his head along. For some reason, his heartbeat picking up.
"You're married?!" One incredulous fan shattering the sound of wedding bells in Heidi's mind.
"Ah," Heidi blinked, heart in his throat. Turning to glance at you. Can't we just pretend. For a little bit. "No. No, we're not married."
"Would it be so bad?" You said, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye.
And Heidi wondered why he heard blood racing in his ears. Why you'd said it like that, soft, gentle. Why it was hard to meet your eyes, and yet almost impossible to look away.
"No, it wouldn't be so bad."
And the smile he received in return was an award on the same level as winning gold, silver, bronze.
Nari:
Nari's sure you said that to sabotage them. To stop their head from thinking straight and make them look like a fool in front of all the fans gathered. "Pfft," Nari said, chest tightening. "Y-you, you wish." And if their voice was strained, well honestly, they thought it should be allowed.
Your lips curling up impishly; "You're the one who wishes."
Nari really didn't know how to answer that, for a moment thought of embarrassingly domestic things, coffee and getting ready in the morning and-of course you were openly grinning at them now.
"I don't." Nari said, their voice mutinously betraying them, and turned quickly to signing an autograph to dispel such thoughts from their head. And to prevent any further teasing.
Glanced up to where you were still smiling, like the cat who'd gotten the cream.
"I don't." And now they weren't sure if they were convincing you, or themself.
Wisteria:
Well, wasn't that just darling.
You shot a glance in her direction, likely already predicting the onslaught of teasing you were about to be subject to. "You know," Wisteria said, feeling her mouth turn into a smile that was less teasing, and more genuine. "I make a very mean breakfast."
"I've seen you burn salad before."
"...must you bring that up?" She could admit the only thing she was good at was baking. And that was only because she'd been gifted a baking cookbook when she was in third grade, her cooking abilities started in page 1 and stopped at page 32 of the baking handbook.
Even so, she couldn't help but think of the idea. Mornings with you, she wondered if you'd go to coffee shops together, cooking together, domestic things. You, lacing up the knots of her skates, her lacing yours.
"And the bride?" You, smiling at her silence. "Is that silence you contemplating an 'I do'."
She didn't need to contemplate. "If you make me coffee a minimum of every morning, I'll consider it."
"With cream." You answered, smile teasing.
Alexis:
Alexis' brows rose, almost to his hairline, and then he was no longer looking at the fans gathered in front of them, eyes seeping into your profile, examining you.
Eyes that immediately slid away when you turned to look at him, looking for something to settle on, finding nothing, and returning to meet your gaze again.
"Ah, sorry." You said, smiling.
Of course, it was just a slip of the tongue. Of course.
Don't be sorry. "Huh." Alexis said in acknowledgement, not trusting himself to say anything more. Waiting until your attention was pulled back by the gathering fans, then taking in your profile again, examining every detail.
Huh. Wiping at his mouth as if that would prevent the traitorous smile that was forming.

















