Skating Rink (Soap)

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"They're a secret for a reason, love."

You rolled your eyes and got out of the car, breathing out into the chilly night air. Soap came around the car, drawing his longer arm around your shoulders. You continued to stare at the doors.

"Are there mice in there?"

"Hundreds."

"And spiders?"

"Thousands."

You gently slapped his hard chest and then proceeded into the building. Soap stayed close behind you, as if expecting a particular reaction from you. You didn't understand why.

Until you did.

Coming into the large rink, café, and bonus room area, you let out a gasp. Lights were warmly strung from the ceiling, highlighting a single table set for two. On each chair sat a pair of roller skates. The rink was dimly lit by more string lights, making the green flooring glow. Music was already playing softly from an old-fashioned boom box- likely to be able to go louder if needed.

"John, this is adorable!" you turned and hugged him. "Only...I can't skate."

"I'll teach you."

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"Alright, now remember you have to keep your center of balance-"

"I'm trying!" you yelped as your skates swung back and forth and you started going for the ground again.

Soap steadied you, a little wobbly at trying to help. You grabbed the waist-high wall lining the edges of the rink and pulled yourself to balance.

"Let's go in the middle."

You glared at Soap. "Are you kidding me? I can't even skate three feet without falling. I need this wall."

"Sometimes you just have to get out of your comfort zone," Soap skated backwards, spinning so he could zoom around the rink.

You watched, mesmerized, and slowly let go of the wall. Soap came back up to you, putting his toe down to stop himself.

"I believe in you, Y/N."

You rolled your eyes and skated forwards, wobbling with your arms out in preparedness for your fall. Soap skated along with you until the center. You slowed and then stood shakily at the center of the rink.

Soap used a remote in his pocket to turn up the boombox. The music playing was slow and relaxing.

"Dance with me?"

"What else am I to do in the center of this thing?"

Soap smirked and then grabbed you, beginning to slow dance along to the music. You found yourself easily able to hold yourself still and just turn your feet to the swaying. Soap supported your balance, making it look like he was dancing with a mannequin.

"Oh shit, I'm losing it," you stumbled and gripped at Soap's shoulders.

He chuckled and then found a way to steady you. Once he did, he pecked your lips lovingly. You almost collapsed to the motion once more, requiring another pick-up.

"Don't do that."

"This?" Soap kissed you again and you stumbled against him.

"Yes that."

He smirked and smooched you again. This time you dragged your arms down with you, causing the two of you to collapse onto the hard floor. Your upper torso rested across Soap's and he let out a grunt of annoyance.

"You asked for it."

Soap shook his head. "That's okay, now it's easy to do this."

He sat up, smashing his lips to yours. You at first rested stunned, a dead fish to his hook. then you cupped his jaw and returned the intimate gesture with a grin on your lips.

"You know," Soap pulled away from you, smirking, "this little place has party rooms once used for birthday parties."

"Yeah, I know. So what?"

"Perhaps we could party in other ways," he smirked even more.

You cheeks lit up and you shook your head. A laugh came to your throat and you shook your head more. You knew for a fact he wasn't talking about drinking...it was more of the physical type of partying.

"Wanna party with me tonight?"

You blushed deeper. "Before dinner?"

"I can be your appetizer and your dessert."

You inwardly gurgled inside, a warmth bursting through your core. You giggled and squeezed his shoulders tighter.

"Okay."

Soap began to place another kiss against your lips, lifting you up in the process. It didn't take him long to get the both of you across the rink and headed for a party room.

And what a party it would be.

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