Park Sunghoon liked things steady—clean edges, early mornings, cold air against sharp blades. He liked routines, like warming up alone and lacing his skates just tight enough to feel control.
He didn't like change. He definitely didn’t like people who smiled too easily.
Then Sim Jaeyun walked in—with his soft accent, messy hair, and sunshine grin—and suddenly, Sunghoon didn’t know how to breathe the same anymore.
Jake was everything Sunghoon didn’t ask for: warm, loud, curious. He asked too many questions. He tripped too much on ice. And worst of all, he looked at Sunghoon like he already knew what was underneath the quiet.
Sunghoon didn’t fall in love all at once. It happened like the ice beneath his blades—steady, inevitable, quietly beautiful.
Because sometimes, love doesn’t crash. It glides.
And sometimes, all it takes is a boy with outstretched hands and a voice that says:
"I don’t need perfect. I just need you."
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Only You, Jaeyun | JAKEHOON
Fanfiction"Even the cold melts a little when you smile." Cold hands. Warm hearts. One slow-blooming love.
