From one moment to another the Canadian was silent until suddenly his voice came out in a question addressed to Aibek.
—See this?— The Canadian asked, pointing to the initials that had two "J's" together but very detailed.
-You ... threw it on the track? - He asked with surprise and some fear. But at the affirmative, he looked away before putting on a serious face.
—I will give it back to you— He spoke quietly, looking away as he gently and seriously removed his skates.
"Sometimes our light goes out. But it shines back instantly when we meet another human being."
—Albert Schweitzer
Jake caught himself looking at the shorter man who said that, his heart contracting in a strange way although he then smirked.
—Then I'll take it and never give it back to you—. And with those words the Kazakh hastily got up and took the bear in his arms again, it had been a beautiful scene somewhat childish, but Aibek was too suspicious when it came to his teddy bears or something related to that animal.
Jake wishes he had his phone with him ah! If he had it and was recording the Kazakh man who was hugging that little bear with a pout that would never leave him, no, no one would take it away from him.
—Oh Beky ~ You look so cute— Since when did he become so confident? Neither of the two knew but there they were one asking to delete the video and the other laughing out loud at having the phone raised, making his opponent not reach, a very friendly fight since Jake used his height to prevent him from taking away the mobile.
—Jake!– He muttered but gave up, that man was stubborn.
After a few minutes of fighting and grunting, not forgetting the Canadian's laugh, they both began to change and fix their things after all he was still standing to go have a coffee.
Leaving the enclosure where they participated for the figure skating competition, they came to a cafeteria street, a very warm and cozy one where they would enjoy the heat, after all the cold outside was too much but they did not bother
By taking a table for two near the large window where the ceiling had plants and outside it gave them a pleasant air of calm, so they calmly took the menu, each one was thinking about the chances of winning but ... their thoughts were estimated by the arrival of a waiter.
Jake had ordered an American coffee with a slice of mocha cake while Aibek had ordered a cup of milk with honey and a slice of dark chocolate cake, something that caught the attention of a certain Canadian.
—Do you like chocolate?–The black-eyed one suddenly asked as he put on a soft expression, as if they were talking about years ago.
"Love is like wind; you cannot see it, but you can feel it."
—Nicholas Sparks
—I like it because it can be sweet or sour ...– he replied calmly but was surprised that they only cleared their throats when their orders were served.
—Like your drink ... it's strange but nice to smell.— I speak again looking straight in the eye. Black with Purple.
Night and sunset.
Heart to Heart. They both beat in unison, so cute that they didn't notice the sensation at the time.
—Enjoy your dessert—. Aibek spoke softly, before eating some of his cake.
—A dessert before the competition ... Consolation prize?- He asked the last one in a nostalgic and hurt way, his abrupt break still hurt and that was noticed by the Kazakh who only let out a deep sigh, his friend, his loved one had left him too.
Both broken hearts ... they can fix each other, neither realizes it yet.
—One of the two will win the gold medal ... the other the silver ...— he whispered in a low voice, no, he would not allow himself to be overcome by the pain of loss, but he was thinking of something. if not, because Aibek could laugh and not get serious.
—Then I'll win you the gold medal!— That challenge surprised the black-eyed one who gave a soft laugh and with his spoon with a cupcake pointed at it in a sweet and childish way.
—I will win you the gold medal! - Between small laughs I inform him but Jake finished eating the bite that the spoon had making them laugh with excitement and excitement.
The few customers and the workers looked at them with sweet tenderness although they ended up laughing with the thought of "They look cute", and it was true that both boys were very sweet because they ended up blushing when they noticed the looks that everyone gave them.
—We have to lower the tone– Aibek whispered softly but the Canadian only laughed a little, you could tell that they were both nervous, that they were still drinking coffee and milk, they both enjoyed their drinks and what was left of their cakes.
Neither of them noticed, but someone had taken a photo of them, the only photo in which Jake is seen eating from Aibek's spoon.
The caption for the photo read: "A new romance or a new friendship?" many fans went so crazy that out of nowhere they began to share this new news.
Little by little the actions of a hundred were now from Miles for Miles were the new topic of conversation in the world of skating until positive and negative comments came, they were word of mouth.
When they least realized that the notifications from both phones began to sound crazy, the fans made them Trending Topic, not even ten minutes had passed and there they were at number one, both skaters had been shocked by what happened.
—What's wrong?– Jake asked, although he just smiled silently.
—We're famous ... ~–And with that Canadian comment they finished their drinks.
—I see you in the competition— The Kazakh said goodbye to go to his hotel although the Canadian said goodbye suddenly and ran as if the fans were chasing him, leaving the surprised Kazakh who also left the place going to rest at the hotel.