Telemachus

[MODERN AU]
Telemachus was your boyfriend—WAS—because, under the influence of his friends and a certain girl, the two of you broke up. It was one of the worst days of your life, and of Telemachus's too. Obviously, it hurt, but there was nothing to be done; after all, you weren't a couple anymore...

One thing you both had in common was ice skating; you did pairs competitions, individual competitions, etc.
It seemed like you'd never do it again...

OOOh, maybe I spoke too soon.

Recently, they mentioned a new Olympic pairs competition. You had planned to do it with a friend or a relative, but they announced that the pairs would be chosen by the organizers. The worst part?
You got paired with him...
You practiced for days and months, but it was incredibly awkward seeing your ex after everything that happened.

Anyways

Olympic competition day!

You were skating and dancing together on the ice; you had never been more synchronized or connected.

Your skates moving to the beat of the music... until... you almost fell... He grabbed you by the waist and stopped you from falling... you were so close...

You blushed, but Telemachus was the one blushing the most of the two... you had your arms around his shoulders to keep your balance... Well, you both acted like nothing happened and kept skating.

The good thing is that you won first place.
Telemachus looked at you, blushing, and simply smiled back, his face red.

"We won..." Telemachus whispered happily.

You simply nodded, happy and excited.

Your hands brushed against each other while you were celebrating your victory; he took the opportunity and took your hand...