Love On Ice [scomiche|scömìche]

The Elephant

A/N: I talk about a shoot out in this chapter so I've attached a reference video! I basically used what they said in the video to write that scene because I'm not a hockey pro.

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"Scott, hurry up! We gotta be downstairs in three minutes!"

Scott grabbed his toiletries off of the counter in the bathroom and quickly ran into the bedroom to throw them into his open suitcase. Avi stood by the door, tapping his foot impatiently with one bag slung over his shoulder and his suitcase next to him.

Scott zipped up his suitcase and took it off of the bed, placing it on the floor. As he began to look around the room, making sure he didn't leave anything behind, he spoke up, "Let me do a check through real quick. Head on down, I'll be down in a second."

Avi sighed and grabbed his suitcase handle. "You better not be late. Coach Bram will make you do extra laps."

Scott shooed his hand at Avi as he left the room. Scott put his phone from the nightstand in his back pocket and slung his bag over his back, pulling his suitcase out behind him. He sprinted towards the elevator and pressed the down arrow repeatedly.

"Come on, come on, come on." He muttered under his breath. He really did not feel like doing extra laps around the rink this morning. He should have never clicked snooze three times this morning.

Finally, the bell dinged announcing the arrival of the elevator and the doors slid open. Scott had never seen doors open so slowly in his life time. The moment he could fit through the doors he went in and bumped into to someone. He looked down and gasped, grabbing onto the arm of the person.

"Mitch!" Scott exclaimed. "Seems as if fate wants us together."

Mitch smirked. "Hey there. Fancy bumping into you."

Scott reached past Mitch and clicked the main lobby button and smashed his finger against the "close doors" button multiple times.

"Hey, I needed to get off. That was my floor."

"Ride with me."

Mitch leaned back against the wall of the elevator. "Running late?"

Scott checked his watch and groaned. "I'm going to have to do extra laps this morning."

Mitch laughed and patted Scott's arm. "I'm sure it's nothing you can't handle." Mitch squeezed Scott's biceps. "You're fit. You'll be fine."

Scott blushed and looked over at Mitch. He noticed he was wearing tight black yoga pants and a black long sleeve shirt. He had a duffel bag hanging off of his shoulder.

"Did you work out this morning?"

Mitch shook his head. "Kirstie and I practiced this morning."

"Already? It's only 7:32."

"We got to the ice at 5:45." Mitch said as the elevator dinged letting them know they were at the main lobby.

Scott gawked at Mitch as he walked out, Mitch following behind him. "The sun isn't even out that early."

Mitch shook his head and smiled as he looked down at his feet. "Have fun at practice." Mitch looked back up and began to push Scott forward, lightly tapping Scott's ass. "Do a lap for me."

Scott feigned a gasp as he turned around but Mitch only sent him a wink before walking back into the elevator.

"Hoying!"