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This is a story I wrote for @mundanelion

It is a Malec figure skating AU that is set before the 2018 Pyeongchang Winter Olympics. Nathan Chen, Vincent Zhou, and Adam Rippon all competed at Sochi. Because this is a total dream and I’m a figure skating dork who loves all three of them I had them win gold, silver, and bronze there. Nathan gold, Vincent silver, and Adam bronze.

Lion is awesome btw and everyone should love her and her art

Chapter One:

Alec stuck his phone in his pocket and pushed open the door to the rink.

“Hey Helen,” Alec said to the black haired woman putting up skates behind the counter.

“Oh, Hey Alec,” She smiled at him and stepped up to the counter.

“Is the ice open?” He reached into his bag and pulled out one of his skates. They were black Jackson Competitors that he had gotten a year ago. Alec started skating when he was eight after the winter Olympics in Italy that year. His parents were not very supportive of him but they let him keep skating because he loved it so much. When he was twelve he began taking ballet and gymnastics classes to help him improve on the ice. He started taking lessons when he turned thirteen after convincing his parents that he wouldn’t put skating before school. He continued skating and began competing, he made it to the junior grand prix and came in fourth. He went to Worlds when he was seventeen and placed sixth. He kept skating and improving and his goal was to make it to the Olympics in Pyeongchang that was in a few years.

“There is another guy out there right now but I don’t think he’d mind you being there.” She smiled at him. “His name is Magnus, he just moved here after backpacking around Asia. He has good makeup too.”

“Cool,” Alec smiled and went back to the lockers that were across from the ice. He took off his shoes and tugged on his skates and bunga pads. He laced them up and pulled on his blade guards. He closed his locker and walked out towards the ice. He peered in through the hockey glass and saw a man, presumably Magnus, performing a routine on the ice. The step sequence he was performing was really beautiful and he seemed to float on the ice. He stopped and thought for a minute before skating over to the barrier and picking up a maroon notebook and writing down some notes. Alec must have made some noise because Magnus looked up and saw him.

Smiling, he said, “Hello,” Magnus skated over to him. His voice was smooth and deep.

“Uh, hi,” Alec said awkwardly. He breathed in the cold air and filled his lungs in the familiar scent of the rink, “I was wondering if I could skate with you.” Magnus raised his eyebrows, Alec realized what he had said, “I-I mean like, skate on the ice with you not like with you with you but uh, oh god.” Alec covered his face with his hands.

Magnus chuckled, “Either one is fine by me.” Alec’s head snapped up and his cheekbones flared red. Magnus smirked, “I’m Magnus.” he stuck his hand out.

“Alec,” He shook his hand and smiled.

“Take your guards off, I want to see what you can do.” Magnus winked at the twenty-year-old.

“Okay,” He took them off and hung them on the Hockey net next to a pair of golden rockers. He stepped on the ice and took a few strokes to the center where Magnus was.

“Alexander is your full name right?” Magnus asked.

“Yeah, most people just call me Alec but it doesn't really matter to me you could give me a nickname or whatever it doesn't matter, I'm rambling aren't I?” Alec flushed again.

“You’re cute Alexander.” Magnus let his eyes wander up and down his body.

“I, uh,” He stuttered.

“I did always like boys with black hair and blue eyes.” Magnus smiled. Alec’s eyes widened and he looked down and dug his pick into the ice. Magnus put two fingers under Alec’s chin and lifted his head up. Magnus slid closer and looked into Alec’s eyes, “You aren’t out yet, are you?” Alec shook his head and looked away again. Magnus sighed and backed up, “I won’t force you into anything,” Magnus chuckled a bit, “I don’t even know if you like me or not.” Magnus sighed. “Are you working on anything right now?” Magnus asked as he skated back over to his phone and notebook.

“Uh, yeah,” Alec said dumbly.

“Show me,” He turned back towards him and leaned against the barrier, “What’s your music?”

“It’s a compilation of music from Mao’s Last Dancer. I have it on my phone,” Alec skated over to him and handed him his phone. He connected it to the Bluetooth speakers in the rink and found the music in his playlist. “Just hit play when I’m in position.” Magnus nodded.

Alec skated back to the center and got into his opening position. He took a deep breath, the cold air filling his lungs. He got into position and waited for the music. He heard the first few notes and then began his sequence. He took a deep breath and decided against going for a quad toe loop and did a triple instead. He landed and continued his program. He entered the second half of his program and attempted a triple axel, a jump he’s struggled with. He fell but kept going. He ended the program with a combination spin and froze in his last pose when the music stopped. Alec heard applause from Magnus and a few dog whistles. Alec turned to him, breathless.

“That was beautiful! Did you choreograph that one or did your coach do it?” He asked.

“I did, it took me a while but it is my favorite program I’ve done so far.” He said timidly.

“It was amazing, and you looked amazing doing it.” Magnus winked and skated towards him.

Alec’s eyes went wide and he looked down, digging his toe pick in the ice.

“No one has ever flirted with you have they?” Alec shook his head.

“No, no one has ever really noticed me before.” Magnus frowned.

“How about this, I’m inviting you to come over to my place and join me for dinner. Your decision is completely up to you. I’ll ask for an answer at the end of this session. Agreed?” Magnus smiled.

“Okay, I’ll think about it.”

“Lovely,”

“I’m gonna go practice,” He said awkwardly. Magnus nodded and turned around, skating back towards his notebook.

Alec turned and took a few strokes, stopping when he was a good distance away from the barriers. He started out his practice by doing a few double and single rotation jumps, practicing his quad salchow and triple axle the most. He glanced over at Magnus and saw him performing a perfect layback spin. Magnus had his eyes closed and he looked peaceful and focused. Alec quickly realize he was staring when he heard someone tap on the plexiglass next to him, when he turned to see who it was he saw Helen giving him a thumbs up. He rolled his eyes and returned to his practice. Helen left with a knowing smile on her face.

About an hour later she returned; “Hey guys,” she called. They both turned towards her, “We’ve got a private party in a bit so wrap up, we gotta Zambo.” They nodded and began skating towards the exit.

Magnus approached him while he was pulling on his rockers, “Have you made a decision?” He asked.

“Uh, yeah, would it happen tonight?” Alec high fived himself mentally, that was the most confident thing he’d said all day.

“Are you free tonight?” Alec nodded, “Wonderful, can I have your number?”

“Yeah, sure.” Alec pulled out his phone and gave it to Magnus. Magnus punched in his number and smiled.

“I’ll see you tonight Alexander.” Magnus winked at him and turned to leave.

“Okay, see you then.”

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“OH MY GOD ALEC!!” Isabel squealed, “What are you gonna wear?” Alec had gone home after the rink and told his sister what had happened to him.

“I was just going to wear my sweatshirt and some jeans.” he shrugged. Izzy looked at him incredulously.

“Alec, a hot guy named Magnus invited you to come to his house for dinner and drinks and you are going to wear a sweatshirt??” Izzy gaped at him.

“Uh, yeah?” Alec shrugged.

“Uh, no! I’m going to pick your outfit.” Izzy walked past him and into his room.

“Please nothing too frilly.” Alec sighed as he followed his sister into his grayscale room. Izzy was going through his closet.

“You have nothing colorful.” She huffed.

“Iz, get out of the closet.” Alec sat down on his bed.

“You should take your own advice Alec.”

“Ha ha, a coming out joke, very funny.” Alec leaned back and lay down on his bed, his legs dangling off the side.

¨How about this?” Izzy walked back into Alec’s room holding a navy blue button up shirt and black pants.

“Iz, I got those pants for a funeral,” Alec said in a bored tone.

“Oh well, you look good in them so you are wearing them.” Izzy threw the clothes onto his face before he could say anything, “Get dressed.” She walked out and closed the door.

Alec sighed and laid there with the clothes on his face, appreciating the darkness the clothes provided. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket and thought, ‘I have no friends other than Jace. Who is texting me?’ He reached down and grabbed his phone from his pocket. He pushed the clothes from his face and sat up again. His phone screen lit up with the notification for a text

Magnus <3: Should I pick you up?

Alec bit his lip and thought for a minute before responding;

Alec: Sure

Alec sent him the address.

Magnus <3: I’ll be there at nine

Alec sat up and got up from his bed, leaving the clothes there.

“Hey, Iz!” He called from the hallway.

“Yeah?” She stepped into the hallway from the living room. Isabel didn’t live with Alec but she stayed at Alec’s New York apartment when she came to visit. She lived in California where she went to the Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising, which they called the Institute for short. She was on a break from college for a few weeks and had come to NY to see her brothers.

“Magnus is gonna pick me up at nine.” Alec strolled toward her and into the living room.

“Ooooo~” Izzy wiggled her eyebrows and giggled before looking at Alec with a serious face, “Alec?”

“What?”

“Is this going to be your first time?” Izzy put a hand on her hip.

“What?! Iz, I just met this guy!” He went bright red.

“So it is going to be your first time.”

“Izzy!” Alec huffed and closed his eyes, “He just invited me over for dinner at his house, that doesn’t mean that we are going to have sex.” Alec walked past his sister and into the kitchen.

“Alec, if he does anything that you don’t like, shove him off.” Izzy followed him to the kitchen.

“Magnus wouldn’t do that, would he?” Alec busied himself with getting a cup of water.

“He might Alec.” Isabel leaned over the breakfast bar.

“I’ll be fine Iz, don’t worry.” Alec smiled at his sister reassuringly, “I’ve dealt with worse things.” He pointed to the burn scar that spread over the left side of his neck.

“I know, I just worry.” Izzy frowned at the scar. She was not there when Alec had been burnt but she knew the story. Alec had saved their adoptive brother, Jace, when they were young. Jace had been messing around with matches in the old shed behind their house when it caught some hay on fire and quickly spread to the dry, wooden walls of the shed. Alec had run in without hesitating and threw Jace out of one of the windows before he could get any serious injuries. Before Alec could get out he was hit with a burning beam and was trapped in the shed. He was rescued before anything fatal happened but he was hospitalized for a long time. The scar on his neck wasn’t the only one, there were a few on his chest and back. He is very self-conscious about them but he has gotten used to people staring at him.

“So when is Magnus coming again?” Izzy leaned over the breakfast bar and grabbed a few grapes from the bowl on the counter. “Nine.” “That’s like,” Izzy paused, “an hour from now.” She stuffed a few more grapes into her mouth, “So what are you gonna do until then?” Alec shrugged, “I’m probably going to go to the gym for a bit and then come home to take a shower.” “Okay, I’m gonna go to Jace’s house.” Alec put the half-filled glass on the counter and Izzy grabbed it and took a sip. Alec just sighed, “Well I’m gonna go.” She stood up and grabbed her bag from the counter, “Good luck!” She called as she closed the door.

Soooooooooo yeah

There is the first chapter.

I have like, six more that I finished writing, I just have to type them up

I hope you liked it!

--Evan

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