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five

Jisung frowned, looking troubled as well. "That's awful."

"I know! Honestly, I'm glad I got kicked out. I hated that woman." You pulled him away from a divot in the ice. "Watch out. Don't want your blade getting caught in that."

"Thanks. You seem to have retained a lot."

"I didn't get very far before I was booted," you scoffed. "But I guess we still went to rinks and out here pretty frequently, so I haven't lost the basics, at least."

"So are we decorating the tree later?"

"Yep, should take the rest of the day."

"Seriously?"

"We've got a lot of ornaments." You snickered at his wide eyes, looking to your other side where Chenle had been skating for confirmation. Instead, your brother had disappeared. Confused, you scanned the figures on the ice, finally spotting him far ahead of you, skating backwards at an impressive speed. "He left us."

Jisung finally detached his eyes from where they'd been glued on his feet, chuckling when he saw Chenle as well. "He's not very patient, is he?"

"Not a virtue he was born with, no." You turned your attention back to Jisung. "Think you're getting the hang of it?"

His grip tightened on your arm. "If I say yes, are you going to let go of me?"

"No," you laughed. "Not until you're ready."

"Oh, thank God."

"But let's try this." You moved to hold both his hands, skating backwards in front of him. "Okay?"

"You can't see behind you," he said, nervously glancing between your face and over your shoulder.

You checked over your shoulder. It was clear, and you redirected your path to make sure you weren't heading directly at the next closest people. "I've got it."

"I feel like I'm leaning forward too much, how do I—Wah!" The distinct clank of Jisung's skates hitting each other rang out, and he fell forward.

Not wanting him to faceplant into your skates or the ice, you braked and tensed your arms to try to keep him up. However, since you had braked and he obviously did not, his forward momentum sent him catapulting directly into you. His arms wrapped around your waist as his legs scrambled against the ice trying to find his footing again. You readjusted your hold on him to clutch him under the arms in an attempt to keep him up, but with all the layers that you were bundled up in and the slippery ice, it was a losing battle. You were a good skater, but you couldn't haul him back to his feet like this. So you decided to just let the two of you slowly descend, squatting down until you could plant your butt on the ice and kick your feet out on either side of Jisung, careful not to hit him with your blades.

"You alright?" You asked him, pulling his beanie back from where it was entirely obscuring his eyes.

"Please tell me I'm dead," he groaned, the half of his face that you could see was completely pink and his eyes were squeezed shut. His head was pressed against your middle as he was still clinging onto you.

"No, you survived that," you laughed. "And so did I. No broken arms or other bones."

"Will you kill me anyway?"

A spray of ice showered both of you as Chenle stopped next to you guys, proceeding to double over with laughter. "Clumsy ass."

"Nice, thank you," you scoffed, wiping off the cold ice from your face, then a couple drops that had gotten on Jisung's cheek. "Anytime you'd like to quit being an asshole and help us up."

"I don't know, you two look pretty cozy to me."

Jisung somehow turned even redder, squirming in your grasp. "Y/N, I'm sorry!"

"Chenle, shut up!" You scolded your brother. "You're making Jisung freak out and he's going to hurt himself!"

"You make him sound like a scared prey animal," he snickered. Letting out a sigh, he patted his friend's back. "Alright, Jisung, come on."

With Chenle's assistance, Jisung got to his feet, and you were then able to stand back up on your own. Brushing snow off your legs, you shivered, and saw that the entire front of Jisung's pants were soaked through thanks to the ice, and you could feel that the back of your own had suffered a similar fate.

"I think that's enough ice skating for today," you declared. "My ass is quite literally going to freeze off if we stay out here any longer."

Jisung nodded quickly from where he was clinging onto Chenle to stay upright now. "I'm skated out."

"Good thing my car has heated seats then," Chenle said, beginning to drag his friend back towards the exit.