𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 Λ dorbyn [1]

treinta y ocho

corbyn could skate on ice.

he could do everything right, from sex to military history and pillow fights.

daniel should have known that he was also an expert ice skater.

apparently, the blond used to go many times when he was younger, so he slipped on the ice with such ease and confidence that daniel couldn't help but look at him with envy.

daniel had never skated on ice before.

he had always wanted to, but he hadn't had the opportunity as a child. in high school, he and jonah were supposed to visit an ice rink in order to learn, but something had come up and it was never reprogrammed.

and, once it grew, the interest basically disappeared. but that afternoon, while thinking about what he wanted to do with corbyn, the idea of ​​ice skating crossed randomly through his mind. so he mentioned it to him in his email response to corbyn, asking where they should be.

and there they were.

not on one of the big tracks, but on a newer and smaller one that corbyn said was less crowded. daniel couldn't help but wonder how many other clients had gone ice skating.

for the past few weeks, since discovering corbyn's true identity, he had felt odd to have met him at the usual hotel just to have sex. it wasn't that daniel did not want to have sex with him. they always had sex during the last hours of their commitments. but, now knowing who he really was and the kind of monster he had for a father, daniel began, somehow, to feel guilty for being with him only for sex.

he felt that he was just using corbyn, just as everyone else had always done it. daniel knew that his change of routine was mainly an empty gesture. but it made him feel better. it made him feel that his appointments weren't so superficial.

and he had a good time with corbyn, even outside the room. on the first night that daniel had suggested a change, they had gone to an exhibition of the music of the 60s, this had been recommended to him by jack who had gone with zach last week.

it turns out that corbyn had a great appreciation for that type of music, his favorite group was the beatles and daniel did never get tired of listening to him when he talk about them.

for their next engagement, they went out to eat and then to a newly opened bookstore, specializing in used and rare books. they had spent almost two hours searching the shelves and talking about books before returning to the hotel to have sex.

and today they were going to skate on ice. something daniel had always wanted to do. now he wasn't sure why. he was horrible skating. somehow, he assumed that the experience would help him on the ice. but it was not like that.

daniel stumbled, stuck to the wall or the arm of corbyn and fell so many times that it was mortifying. six-year-olds skated better than him.

and corbyn, damn it, he had to be the most patient and considerate teacher he could imagine.

daniel hadn't told him a word about knowing who he really was. he felt a little guilty about snooping into his personal life, when he had already been so clear with him about getting into his privacy. also, he wasn't sure what to say.