REQUEST: 1, 42, and 60 with Lance or Bucky! I swear to god if you don’t shut up, we’re not having sex for a month, 42 You’re cute when you’re flustered, and 60 I LOVE YOUR BUTT.
A/N: I AM A SUCKER FOR FLUFF! Enjoy :)
Y/n was screwing around in the kitchen singing at the top of her lungs when Lance had enough. Even over the music he was listening to and the sound of the water running in his shower, he could still hear Y/n off pitch to her Disney playlist. He grumbled curse words under his breath as he stepped out of shower. He quickly dried himself off and wrapped the towel around his waist. He ran a hand through his hair and turned off his own music before trudging down the stairs into the kitchen. He finds her phone on the counter and pulls it from the cord attached to the speaker.
based on this post that @actualyuuri sent me that of course spiraled into a fic idea (you know, the usual. we’ve been over this)
disclaimer: not to be taken seriously at all, the skating progress is not accurate, etc etc
length: 2k 2 many // rating: gen
Wanted: Skating Lessons
Hi. I am Victor and I need to learn how to skate before Saturday. My parents have been paying for me to get skating lessons every week for the last fifteen years but I never actually attended any of the lessons and I spent the money on marble busts instead. Now they want me to perform to ‘Stammi Vicino’ at their wedding anniversary on Saturday.
If you can teach me, be here at Ice Castle tomorrow at 7:27am with an extra pair of skates. I am a fast learner (well, at least my dog Makkachin is–it took me only two weeks to teach him how to roll over) so I am pretty sure I will pick it up quickly. In return, I can teach you how to say some pick-up lines in Russian or tell you some facts about my love life. Whichever you prefer. Not both, though.