Edge Control
Wells was on the first flight out of the Golden City.
Toronto greeted him with cold air and gray light. He stepped onto the sidewalk in tight blue jeans and black winter boots, gold-and-black plaid flannel fitted across his shoulders, a gold puffy jacket catching what little light the morning offered. Civilian, but unmistakably himself.
By the time he reached his condo, the city felt quieter.
He shrugged off the jacket, moved through the space with purpose. Fresh sheets on the couch. Blanket folded clean. Pillow placed just right. A glass and a water bottle set side by side.
Prepared. Intentional.
Wells paused, hands on his hips, then gave a low laugh.
โGet it together.โ
The Toronto Speed Skating Club smelled like cold air and sweat. Wells changed quickly, sealing himself into the metallic gold skin suit, tight, aerodynamic, black strips cutting clean lines down his legs. Gold helmet. Gold eyewear. When he stepped onto the ice, he felt fast before he even moved.
He pushed off for his first warm-up lap, gold flashing as his skates bit clean lines into the ice.
Coach arrived shortly after, tight black jeans. Black winter boots. Red-and-black fitted plaid flannel. Black vinyl puffy jacket shrugged off shortly after he stepped inside. Baseball cap worn backwards. Calm, grounded authority.
Coach watched Wells warm up without comment.
When Coach joined him on the ice, the shift was immediate.
Black skin suit. Glossy, almost liquid under the rink lights. Gold accent strips mirroring Wells without matching him. Black helmet. Dark eyewear. Control made visible.
They stood side by side at the boards for a moment, gold and black, speed and restraint.
Wells pushed off hard, gold flashing as he carved the ice.
โInside edge,โ Coach called.
Wells adjusted, smirk visible even behind the eyewear. โYou watching me that closely?โ
โIโm watching everything.โ
They ran drills back and forthโWells fast and loud, Coach precise and quiet. Every correction landed sharper in skin suits, nothing hidden.
โYouโre leaking control,โ Coach said.
Wells laughed breathlessly. โYou keep saying that like itโs a bad thing.โ
Coach glided closer, close enough to feel without touching.
โIt is when it costs you speed.โ
Coachโs bare hand came briefly to Wellsโ lower back. Firm. Corrective.
โHold.โ
Wells held.
The line sharpened instantly.
Wells exhaled. โOkay. Yeah. Thatโs better.โ
They changed quickly after training, the cold still clinging as they stepped back into civilian layers. Wells pulled on his gold-and-black flannel and jacket. Coach returned to black jeans, red plaid, jacket zipped, cap still backwards.
The coffee shop was warm and quiet, steam rising between them.
Wells stared into his cup of hot cocoa before finally saying, โAbout the kiss.โ
Coach didnโt look away. โYes.โ
โYou said it was wrong.โ
โIt was.โ
โBut.โ
Coach exhaled once. โIโm attracted to you.โ
Wellsโ breath caught. โOkay.โ
โAnd Iโve been teasing you,โ Coach added. โDeliberately.โ
Wells smiled. โYeah. I noticed.โ
โBecause you respond.โ
The honesty settled between them, direct, controlled, real.
Back at the condo, jackets came off and were hung without ceremony. The space felt smaller without winter as an excuse for distance.
Wells moved easily in flannel and jeans, boots heavy on the floor. Coach stood across from him, red-and-black plaid stretched over a broad chest, cap still backwards, authority intact without armor.
Coach glanced at the couch. The prepared bed.
โYou set this up.โ
โDidnโt want you uncomfortable.โ
Coach stepped closer. Not touching. Just presence.
โTomorrow,โ Coach said quietly, โwe run the same drills.โ
โYes, Coach.โ
โAnd youโre going to stop pretending you donโt like the control.โ
Wells smiled, no bravado now. Just truth. โNot a chance.โ
Coach huffed softly. โGood.โ
The tension didnโt dissolve.
It settled.
Structured. Intentional. Ready to be used.
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