Two blue-eyed boys, walking the streets of New York, searching for the small ice skating rink they were going to for their anniversary.

Garroth finally spots it, "I found it!" Laurence whips his head round at the words that blurt out of Garroth's mouth.

Surely enough, there stood a small building with large, bold words written at the top, 'ICE SKATING'.

The couple speed walks across a street, swerving through random strangers. 

Laurence is the one being dragged along, saying "sorry," to everyone behind them.

Garroth pushes through the crowd of people, jogging up to the counter, quickly buying him and Laurence skates.

The brunette leads the blonde towards the entrance to enter the rink. "Ummm, Laurence I forget to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"It's embarrassing," Garroth said scratching his neck, his face a bright red.

"C'mon baby, tell me the truth," Laurence softly said in his boyfriend's neck, hands in Garroths.

"I can't skate," Garroth confessed hiding in Laurence's chest. "Oh, I can teach you!"

Off the two men went, gliding across the ice like it was second nature, Laurence gently guiding Garroth by hand.

Even though Garroth slipped a few times, he learned to skate in no time with his boyfriend's help.

They'll definitely go again, next year.

Thank you for reading, again I'm so sorry for updating a day late. I'll write the next chapter now and hopefully get it up before 12 AM.

~Bai Ducklings