Arisu's legs hang from her seat, swinging back and forth. She shakes her head, making her short black hair fluff around her face. She slaps her cold cheeks to keep herself awake and then tries to focus her attention on the slim figure, wearing a tight black jacket and pants that were gliding fast on the ice with every beat of the music.

She's been accompanying her boyfriend in his private night trainings at the Sendai Ice Rink in preparations for his second solo ice show called Re_Pray. Yes, Arisu's boyfriend is none other than Japan's superstar figure skating icon, Yuzuru Hanyu, and that explains why he is training in the middle of the night, as he was always known to be a very private celebrity figure.

Curled into a sitting position on the side rink bench, she rested her chin on both gloved hands, cupping her face, warming it. A cloud of smoke puffs out of her mouth as she lets out a deep sigh of disappointment into the freezing air.

Though she had always known her boyfriend to be a hard-working person, something that may become a hindrance in their relationship, everything had been going well between them. They meticulously set scheduled times for their private moments, celebrating each other's birth days, and doing something special for Valentine's Day, and anniversaries, but something has been bothering Arisu a lot lately.

...their lack of sex.

Arisu couldn't help it when heat creeped into her cheeks. She's always been so shy to admit it, but there she is. Yes. She's in desperate need—and she seems to not be getting any in this condition.

Right after they arrived at the rink, Yuzuru quickly set up the equipment for his training. She's kneeling on one of his luggage's to unload his skates when he stands up and begins taking off his sweat pants in front of her. In her surprise, she couldn't be able to contain her excitement, Arisu opened her mouth, waiting for Yuzuru to take that angry shlong-au-chin-chin out.

"Nande? (What's wrong?)" Yuzuru throws her a confused stare as he takes the pants off, revealing a black fitted pants inside that he wears for his training.

Arisu closed her mouth, pretending to yawn. "Eh? Betsuni? (Eh? Nothing)." She shook her head, going back to what she's doing.

Yuzuru's eyes follow her as he walks past her, drinking his electrolyte. He had asked her many times if she'd be sure about going with him.

"If you're sleepy, you know, I can set up a bed here. I'll be done in just two hours. I can wake you up then," he mumbled, sitting on the bench beside her.

She throws her boyfriend a side-eye. And now he thinks—that she's just sleepy. A year has already passed since they decided to live together after they got engaged, and he's aware that she's still not used to the shifts in his schedule.

I am not deprived of sleep, Baka. I am deprived of SE—

"Uhnnn..." she shook her head. "Don't mind me. I took a nap in the afternoon, so I think I can manage." She smiles at him as she helps him slip on his skates.

She watches him as he ties his laces at such speed. He's already in his focused mode, his game face on. They're almost done choreographing, and he will be meeting Mikiko-Sensei's company in the next few days for more polishing. He will then meet the sound professionals and staff that were in charge of musical equipment. He's been working so hard, making sure to meet everyone's expectations of this solo ice show that he's producing. Thinking about that, she always couldn't help but be proud of the man she chose to love. He is truly one of a kind.

But the smile fades when she watches him walk away to start practicing. And now, as he glides on the ice, Arisu can't help but let out another sigh.

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