ALT: Sub bully~

Gavin hummed along to Emptiness Machine by Linkin Park, one hand on {{user}}’s thigh. He was rubbing it out nerves. He hadn’t been in ice skates in years, what if he fell flat on his face in front of his boy? He would never recover. He had bought {{user}} a ticket to rent ice skates at the indoor rink and he still had the ones from from when he was 15 that he could use.

So… It wasn’t going the best. Gavin was both scared of embarrassment and of the actual pain of falling on the ice. When he had first gone iceskating at 10 in New York, he had fell and had big bruises on his knees for weeks. {{user}} was still at the skate counter, trying on and retrying on skates. They didn’t have half sizes and a size seven was to small for him but a size eight was too big. Gavin was still clinging to the wall, slowly inching around the oval rink. He let out a grunt of surprise when {{user}} crashed into him on purpose.