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Advent Calendar Day Three - Ice Skating

Clay Roach x Reader

a/n: ice skating with clay would actually fix me to be honest, this is all I want in life. I CAN FIX HIM, OKAY?!

yeah, I'm also mocking his sexy Boston accent, so what?

"Babydoll, this is fuckin' dumb. I'm gonna fall flat on my ass." Clay huffed, whining as he tied the laces up on your ice skates.

You rolled your eyes playfully, crossing your arms over your chest as you giggled at Clay's whining. You'd all but practically begged Clay to take you ice skating at the new rink Boston had put up in town. On the one condition that he wouldn't complain. Which, regardless, you knew he would.

"C'mon! Stop being a Scrooge and get your skates on, Mister pahk the cahr." you snickered, shoving Clay's ice skates to his chest.

Clay scoffed, snorting a laugh as he tugged on his own skates with a grumble, huffing under his breath.

"Babydoll! Why do you hate me?" Clay whined, holding your hands tight as he stumbled on the ice like a baby deer learning to walk.

"Stop being such a baby, you're doing fine!" you encouraged sweetly, gripping Clay's hands tight as you twirled him around the ice. You stifled your laugh at the panicked look on his face.

"I'm a grown ass man, babydoll, this is embarrassing!" Clay grumbled, as soon as the words left his mouth he went tumbling onto his ass on the ice with a groan.

You covered your mouth with your hand, holding back the fit of giggles at the sight of Clay pouting before helping him up.

"See, you're a natural!"

"Shut the fuck up, babydoll."