Tyler Seguin One-Shots
First Time on the Ice
Your heart hammered in your chest and your eyes danced around the area nervously. From the corner of your eyes, you could see the idiot who dragged you all the way to the middle of nowhere putting on his skates.
“I don’t know about this…” you murmured unsurely, your eyes returning to the main thing you were nervous about: the ice spread across what once was a pond. You slightly shook, but that was the combination of your jitteriness and the cold, winter air nipping at the minimal amount of skin you showed.
“Just put on your skates. You’ll be fine.”
“I don’t –”
Arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you into a warm chest. “You wanted a date and I’m giving you one,” Tyler chimed. “So, just put on your skates and I’ll take good care of you.”
You rolled your eyes and pushed his arms off, warning, “If I die today, I’m gonna haunt your ass.” You sat down on the wooden log he used before and worked on trading your warm, snow boots for skates.
“You’ll be a pretty ghost,” he said, sitting next to you and kissing your cheek.
You couldn’t resist smiling as you looked down and grabbed the laces of your skates. You blinked in surprise when Tyler kneeled in front of you and took the laces from you to tie them himself. “Since when were you chivalrous?”
“Ever since you smacked me last time for being the ‘least romantic guy on the face of the Earth,’” he replied, mocking your voice. He cheekily smiled up at you. “This is my attempt at being romantic.”
The smile bloomed even wider when he finished tying your skates and helped you up, only to wrap his arms around your waist and drew you in against his chest. You tossed your arms around his neck and said, “I think you’re doing quite a successful job.”
He brushed his lips against yours, and right when you were going to go in for the kill, pulled away with a cheeky smile. “C’mon. No more delay. Let’s go skate.”
“Tyler,” you moaned and he just grabbed your hand and slowly led you to the pond.
The moment your feet were right next to the ice, you inquired nervously, “Are you sure this is even safe? The pond’s not even completely frozen. How do you know, the moment I step on, I won’t fall through –”
“Because I’ve snuck here enough times as a kid to skate and play hockey with a group of guys.” He raised and kissed your gloved hand. “I would never take you somewhere life threatening, Y/N. I’m not that stupid.”
You raised a disbelieving eyebrow.
Tyler cheekily grinned. “Okay, except for that one time.” The grin somewhat slipped off his face and he said, surprisingly serious, “I wouldn’t do anything this time – I swear. I don’t want to ruin something important to me for you.”
You felt your guard slipping until it was completely gone. You sighed, dropped your head, and muttered, “Fine. Lead the way.”
“You won’t regret it,” he sang and slowly stepped onto the ice. “I’m used to just running onto the ice, but since it’s your first time… Just be careful. One step at a time.”
You took one step onto the ice – officially holding both of his hands by this point – and then another step. You thought you were safe on the ice until – “Ah!”
Tyler caught you by the waist and pulled you against his chest, skating backwards to prevent your fall. “Jesus, Y/N.” He laughed, stopping. “Barely five seconds on the ice and you’re already falling for me.”
“You can’t say that since I technically almost fell away from you,” you grumbled, staring at your feet. You expected a crack from Tyler – and maybe he did say something – but you were too concentrated on the ice and your feet to notice.
“Stop looking at your feet,” your boyfriend said, somehow slipping his hand out of yours to lift up your chin. He smiled softly at your panicked face and kissed the tip of your nose. “Stop worrying. Do you not trust me?”
“I do…” Your eyes immediately darted to your feet again. “I just –”
“If you fall, I swear, it’ll be for me – you got it?”
Your eyebrows furrowed together in confusion and you looked up. “What mumbo-jumbo-crap are you spewing out of your mouth?”
He just tapped the side of his nose and said, “You’ll see.” He slipped his hand back into yours. “Okay. So, for starters…”
Somehow, Tyler taught you how to skate – for a beginner – and you actually enjoyed it. It didn’t take long to find out what he meant with the “fall… for me,” because the few times you ended up terribly falling, he would try to change it so that you landed on top of him.
“That was fun, Ty,” you said, curled up against your boyfriend in front of a fireplace with hot chocolates nearby. “Maybe you can take me again another time.”
“I’ll take you home for Christmas then,” Tyler responded, resting his cheek on your head. “But, since you know how to skate, I’m not going to let you fall for me again.”
You lifted your head up and pouted. “What? Why?”
“You’re too dependent on me.” He winced and added, “Also, it hurts my ass doing that, Ms. Clumsy.”
“I am not clumsy!”
“Then why’s my ass stinging, Klutz?”
“I am not clumsy!”
He laughed and kissed your nose. “Fine. I’ll let you fall for me again, my pain in the ass.”
“And this is why you are the least romantic guy on the face of the Earth. You just had to ruin the night.”
“Whatever. You chose to be with the least romantic guy on the face of the Earth, so quit complaining.”
You sighed and rested your head on his shoulder, crossing your arms over your chest.
Tyler, chuckling, rubbed his thumb in smooth circles against your arm. “I’m actually happy you had a good time,” he murmured, leaning back and brushing your hair away from your forehead to kiss it. “I never really took any girls out there, except my sisters.”
Smiling, you just nuzzled even more against him. “Thank you for my first and your first.”
“Don’t say it like –”
You pulled your head back and shut him up with a kiss. “Please. Just stop ruining the moment,” you mumbled and he responded, before kissing you again, “Deal.”
