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Habiki shrugged and slipped on his skates
Habiki shrugged and slipped on his skates
Angelo sighed, strapping on his gear and tying his skates. "Thanks. For… for protecting me."
" anytime love " he said softly.
Angelo blushed, running a hand through his hair as he smiled gratefully at Habiki. "Just dont hurt yourself." He held out a hand to the other. "And now, handsome stranger, may I have this dance?"
" I won't and yes, yes you may " he said with a laugh as he pulled Angelo out onto the rink
Angelo smiled, intertwining their fingers and doing some spins around the rink
Habiki heard the doors open this time but didn't care much, he loved this, the dancing, Angelo, everything
Angelo looked over at the small stream of boys coming for practice, but then turned back to Habiki, smiling at his carefree expression. They danced, unaware of the stares
habiki was laughing, his long lost smile returning. " wee!" he called like a child
Angelo laughed hysterically, holding Habiki up in the air for a spin as the other teammates watched, absolutely confused
habiki had to skate backwards " okay, i gotta break for a minute " he said and chuckled
Angelo laughed, helping Habiki back over to the sidelines, out of breath. He suddenly remembered the others and blushed as he looked up at them. “…shit”
" what? wanna try? it may help with your balance .." he joked to the team members
Angelo blushed and grinned at the other, then let out a deep breath. “Alright. Let’s start with maneuvers.” He called out to the rest of the team
" on it caption!" habiki said and raced back out onto the the ice
Angelo chuckled, keeping his eyes on Habiki as one of the teammates approached him. “Are you two…”
“Together?” Angelo responded, continuing to watch the other. “Of course we are.”
habiki practiced with the other men, smiling and laughing
Angelo showed the teammates the maneuvers, practicing with them, but mostly kept his eyes on Habiki. Something about marking him made him feel… connected in a way. Like he couldn’t let the other out of his sight
habiki knew, with the mark angelo would feel his feelings, pain, his heat cycle, everything. he looked over at angelo for a second, his thoughts of angelo on his neck, the erratic feeling he got when they kissed. he smiled and went back to his training
Angelo blushed deeply when he knew what Habiki was thinking about. he looked over at the other and smirked, absentmindedly passing the puck to someone
habiki smirked " wrong pass" he said and stole the puck
Angelo laughed. “Hey!!” He whistled, then shouted. “Scrimmage!” He rushed after the puck, attempting to take it back
"shit!" habiki laughed and raced to the goal.
Angelo raced in front of him, sending a mental image of a slightly less clothed version of himself, then takes the puck, racing for the other side as the other guys on his team shouted
habiki flustered and chased after him " dirty pervert." he said just to angelo
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