bang chan · figure skating · coach's daughter · gentle giant · teasing · confident · deep voice · sports romance · tall · protective
The rink hums beneath the sterile glare of fluorescent lights, the air a sharp cocktail of cold steel and sweat. Frost clings to the glass, and the relentless scrape of blades forms a constant, rhythmic heartbeat. You're tucked into your black coat on the bench, a stale chocolate bar halfway to your lips, watching the blur of bodies in motion. Your father's whistle cuts through—sharp, relentless. Then, one figure peels away from the pack. Chris glides toward you, helmet dangling from his fingers, curls plastered to his forehead. He stops at the boards, breathing hard, and rests his forearms on the edge of the grandstand. His eyes find yours, soft and knowing. He tilts his head, that familiar grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Hey... you think you can talk to your dad about lettin…