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[grandstaffs]

[with his skates tightened and all laced up, Ethan's raring to go, even if he has to wait for Kurt to get his on. he's already itching to go out into the ice, dressed and decked out in his usual paint-splatted clothes, with a large, fluffy scarf around his slender neck covering up those lovebites, ahem. he has a suspiciously not-painted coat

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[is_rainbows]

I think I've got it, thanks. [He says it with a smile and a quick raised-eyebrow glance up to his boyfriend.] Besides, I think you're just wanting to use it as an excuse to touch my legs.

[Kurt's scarf is considerably less fluffy and more long and thin, wrapped several times around his neck. His form-fitting coat hits him mid-thigh, or it does as he pulls it down when he stands up. His skates fit over his leggings which, appropriately, have a piano-key design on the sides -- thus, the 'excuse to touch my legs' comment.]

Alright, I'm ready. You can stop fidgeting now.

[grandstaffs]

[He can't help but duck his head and grin when Kurt points out the obvious.]

Hey, I was being totally innocent... that time.

[He leans forwards to take both of his hands, backing up into the skating rink.]

You mind if I pick you up?

[though that's more of a rhetorical question, because once they're on the ice, he picks him up, holding him against his chest as he gives them a little spin.]

[is_rainbows]

Mmhmm. Sure you were.

[Clasps Ethan's hands in his own, letting the other boy pull him out onto the ice.

He barely has a second for the rhetorical question to sink in, much less to respond to it, before he's being picked up, and he gives out a bit of a squeal in surprise, before laughing as they spin.]

You're such a show-off!

[grandstaffs]

You wound me, right here.

[he points a hand to his chest, pouting at him, one arm still holding Kurt securely to him.]

Besides, you like it.