 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Prompt #24: Ice Skating
{180 words}
Something that Ary in his twelve years of life had never managed to perfect no matter how many times he practiced was ice skating. Occasional reflection about why this may be always led him back to one thing: he was afraid of falling. He couldn’t think what else it could be. This was why he always held Bry’s hand whenever they skated together.
Today, though, he was out with Drake. Would Ary’s other best friend let him hold his hand? Secretly? Secretly Ary wanted to hold Drake’s hand, and it had everything to do with the recent confusing development on his part where he found himself attracted to both Bry and Drake.
The little Slytherin just decided to go for what his little heart wanted. As the boys left the edge of the frozen pond, Ary slipped his left hand into Drake’s right. He looked over to his friend, figuring he’d say something about hoping Drake didn’t mind the hand holding.
But he already had his answer. Drake’s bright, warm and reassuring smile told Ary what he needed to know.
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