Day #4: On a Date

When it came to dating, Stefan could be known as a professional. Sure, Julia did her fair share of great date ideas, but she mostly left it up to the Dane only because she wasn't picky enough to argue the final decision. It was her turn to pick for date night and Stefan only knew she would want to stay in instead of going out. Yet, the date she decided on for the pair wasn't one he was expecting.

"Let's go ice skating." Julia said, seemingly out of nowhere as she closed her book.

Well, that took him by surprise. Sure, he was good at deciding dates and where to go if it were up to him, but it was Julia. How could he say no? More or less, how could he tell her that he couldn't ice skate to save his life? If it was what she wanted, then Stefan was just going to have to suck it up and do it for her. Despite his nervousness, he smiled his normal smile and nodded. "Sounds like fun.."

Leaning over to kiss his cheek, Julia got up from her place on the couch and turned the TV droning on in the background off. "I'll get my skates." She said, walking out of the sitting room and up the stairs to their bedroom.

When Stefan was sure she was out of earshot, he quickly grabbed his phone and began to look up on how to ice skate and contemplating on whether or not this was actually a good idea. Seeing Julia in the doorway, Stefan quickly shot her a smile and put his phone away. Grabbing his coat as well as the house keys. "Ready..?"

She nodded, but blinked when she saw that Stefan didn't have his own skates. "Where are yours?" She asked, blinking slowly.

At this point, Stefan grew nervous. Since he didn't know how to skate, it wouldn't make sense for him to own a pair. Of course Julia could tell that Stefan didn't have any of his own, but simply shrugged it off. She knew they allowed people to borrow some at the rink, so it wasn't that big of a crisis.

Walking out of their home and into the streets, they walked hand in hand downtown to where the ice skating rink was. Inside, there were little to no people there, and Stefan preferred it that way. Sucking in a breath, he hesitantly made his way to the man who allowed people to borrow skates. After paying him and telling his shoe size, he was given a pair of broken in, but decent skates. Gulping, he followed Julia to the entrance of the rink, shivering from the chill that ran up his spine.

"It feels like forever since I've been on the ice.." She commented, taking off her boots only to replace them with the skates, lacing them up nice and tightly to prevent from slipping and hurting herself while on the ice. Tying up curled locks of sunshine, she looked towards Stefan who seemed to be taking his time. "You okay..?"

At first, Stefan didn't answer. Instead, he was more focused on trying to tie the damn skate onto his foot. Frowning, Julia got down and began to tie them for him. "Jules, you don't need to do that.." He frowned, still embarrassed.

Shaking her head, Julia just continued to aid him. "I know you don't know how to skate. You could have told me you wanted to do something else." She told him, tying the laces tight enough on his left foot before going to his right.

Feeling guilty, the blond male simply took his eyes away from her, a slight flush of red rising in his pale cheeks. "I..didn't want you to think your idea for a date was stupid. I wanted you to have a chance to decide."

Sighing, she stood back up once she had finished tying the skates. "I can teach you, if you want." Julia offered, holding her hand out for him to take. Which he did, gratefully.

Carefully leading him towards the rink, some of the ice damaged from previous skaters, but that didn't stop Julia from gliding across. Already, she looked professional and it made Stefan nervous. Stepping onto the ice, his heart dropped as he already felt himself falling down, but Julia grabbed onto his hands, carefully guiding him along as she went backwards. "C'mon, it's like roller skating." She tried to offer some help, but it didn't seem to stick well for him as he clung to Julia, holding onto her hand for dear life as they continued on.

As time went on, Stefan slowly, but surely got the hang of skating. Sometimes, he fell while trying to skate away from the sides of the rink and other times he managed to chase after the Norwegian before slipping. In all, he wasn't a professional, but he did show the effort. By the time they finished, Stefan was red and sweaty from his efforts as they undid their skates on the outside bench.

"Not bad for your first time skating, huh?" Julia mocked, smiling faintly as she began to put on her boots.

"Yeah, I guess. Though, next time you decide to go ice skating, don't drag me along." He complained playfully.

Julia simply rolled her eyes, tying her laces together and placed her skates over her shoulder. "Yeah, yeah. Let's go get some hot chocolate, it's cold."

The Dane simply nodded. While he didn't learn how to skate completely, it was certainly a date worth remembering.