#teasing x reader

You were leaning against the lockers, scarf tangled around your neck, watching Nikita sling his bag over his shoulder.

“You always wait around after practice?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

You shrugged, trying to act casual. “Maybe I like the view.”

Rain hammered against the windows, and the arena was quiet except for the hum of the lights. Nikita draped a towel over your shoulders after you laughed at him sliding across the ice.

“You know,” he said, grinning, “I think I like practicing just to see you smile like that.”

You leaned into the warmth, heart fluttering. “You’re lucky I don’t make you pay for it.”