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the-thing-withfeathers · 2 months ago

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winding down

a/n: thank you to the lovely @freckiedbastard for requesting this one. it’s been heaps fun to write <33 it starts off as dinner then a bath together then straight into cuddles!!

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pairing: jenna ortega x f!reader x sabrina carpenter

warnings: none! this is pure fluff <3

summary: you get home to a surprise from your girlfriends!

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work was long and hard, but that’s what came with you moving away from home. you sat on a full train, opting to take public transport as you knew you wouldn’t be able to drive yourself home out of tiredness.

you couldn’t wait to get back home to your girlfriends. seeing them was the best part of your day, knowing you could come home to the two people that gave you peace of mind.

you stumbled into your shared apartment, chucking your bag onto the table sat beside your door. a wonderful aroma of spaghetti bolognaise hit your nostrills.

you walked into the kitchen, seeing your two girls playfighting with the sauce, smearing it on each other’s cheeks.

“what a sight.” you muttered, a massive smile on your face. they both turned to you, their smiles growing just as big.

“hey, baby!” sabrina said, practically running to you and enveloping you in a hug. you almost fell back, and you definitely stumbled when jenna ran just as fast and joined you both in a warm embrace.

“we thought to surprise you after you’ve been working so hard recently.” jenna said, looking over at the table that was set up with candles and wine glasses.

you loved when both your girls were home during breaks in their hard careers. your eyes nearly welled with tears at the sight of the romantic dinner they set up for you. they knew just how to make everything better.

“thank you, loves.” you whispered, holding both their hands.

“well, go and sit down!” jenna gestured to the table. “dinner will be ready soon.” she said, turning to get back to stirring the pot while sabrina put the noodles in with the sauce.

you sat down at the table, watching them cook together. you wanted to join them, finding it hard to stay away. jenna was stirring the pasta and sauce together while sabrina played with her hair. you found yourself snapping a photo of the two of them, instantly adding it to your wallpaper.

they joined you with sabrina carrying the pot of food to a chopping board they had set out on the table. jenna served you up a plate but before she could step away to serve sab’s plate, you pulled her down for a quick kiss.

“thank you, both of you. this is just what i needed.” you said. sabrina whined softly, you know she felt left out of the kisses and you held her wrist and pulled her closer, kissing her too.

“of course, you deserve it.” sabrina nodded, kissing your forehead.

“eat up, babygirl.” jenna said, poking your cheek.

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dinner was amazing. the three of you chatted about anything but work. it was a great way to take things off your mind. you couldn’t keep your hands off the two of them, holding onto their arms when you could.

jenna & sabrina knew you usually took a bath before hopping into bed with them. jenna excused herself to run a bath while you and sab cleaned up. you washed up while she put all the dishes away. she definitely tried to stop you multiple times but you insisted as they cooked.

the smell of a lavender oil started to fill the apartment and you took that as your signal to head to the bathroom. you walked hand in hand to where jenna was already in the bath, her arms open, ready to receive the two of you.

you and sabrina stripped yourselves of your clothes and slowly lowered yourself into the deep tub. relaxation washed over you as you leaned against jenna’s chest, and sabrina leaned against yours. you played with sabrina’s hair as you closed your eyes.

“you two make me so incredibly happy.” you whispered, turning around to press a kiss onto jenna’s neck and the back of sabrina’s head. “i love you.”

“i love you.” sabrina said, turning around to kiss your nose.

“i love you.” jenna wrapped her arms around you in a hug.

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your girlfriends helped dried you off when you got out of the bath. they insisted on you not doing anything while you retaliated and said they spoiled you too much.

they dried themselves off as well, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t oogle at the two of them just a little bit. you found them to be the two most beautiful creatures on the planet, and you were so happy to have them as yours.

you all got changed into pajamas and they guided you to bed, both your hands held by one from either of the girls.

jenna was the first to step in. she settled in and lifted the blanket for the two of you left standing. she opened her arms and sabrina nudged you a little, urging you to take your place beside jenna.

you lowered yourself into bed, burying your face in jenna’s neck and nuzzling gently. you inhaled her scent and let out a little “mmm” as you smelled her perfume.

“you smell, amazing, my love.” you said as you felt sabrina’s arm wrap around her waist. she pulled the blanket over all three of you and spooned you. “both of you do.”

“we love when you’re home, baby.” sabrina mumbled, her face burying itself in your hair. “we miss you when you’re gone all day.”

“if i could quit and just be here forever, i would.” you chuckled, “this is my happy place.”

“well you are ours, sweetheart.” jenna chimed in, playing with your hair and reaching over to gently stroke sabrina’s cheek with the bad of her thumb.

you rolled around in bed a little bit, trying to find your sleep. it was between facing one of them and the other spooning you, or you were on your back and they would both have an arm around your waist.

your girlfriends loved how sometimes you would be restless, they found amusement in the fact that they could hold you in every way.

you thought back to how you all were before you were together. you loved them both, they were both your closest friends and treated you like a damn princess. you felt so horrible when you couldn’t decide.

that was until they fell in love with each other as well, you thought it was a match made in heaven. and little did you know, it was indeed a slice of heaven that was brought to you in the form of the loves of your life confessing their united love for you.

this was everything you could ever ask for. the love that you came home to most nights was absolutely unmatched by any other feeling.

“you should get some rest, baby. you’ve had a long day and we’ll be here all of tomorrow.” sabrina said, scooting closer to the both of you and hugging you tighter. you knew she was doing it cause she didn’t want you to go tomorrow.

it didn’t take long after that before you were softly snoring in their arms.

before you fell asleep though, you definitely thought of handing in your resignation.

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kiss-me-muchoo · 23 days ago

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𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬 || 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

part one: here || part two: money power glory

Summary_when Coriolanus promised to split the plinth prize with his best friend, he didn’t knew that would be enough reason for Dr. Gaul to transform you into an experiment.

Warnings_bff to enemies, asshole Coryo, violence, mutations, angst, fluff.

Note_ im back to my coriolanus shit, and nothing just listen to valley of the dolls and girl

♪ ♫ Coryo playlist ✰ Index (+ fics here)

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It was a dry fall day when Coriolanus and his family ran out of cabbage and potatoes. He was to go to Pluribus Bell and trade some belongings for food. He was a kid, and he had been struggling for a very long time now. The Capitol was slowly making its way back to what it was before the war, but it was taking longer than expected.

Tigris was out, trying to trade some of the gold earrings from Grandma’am for wood, for the upcoming winter.

At the rough age of twelve, Coriolanus Snow had been growing impatient to get older, get into University, and give his family a better life. He already knew how to disguise his lack of wealth and how to fit in with his classmates. Coriolanus had no friends, just people to blend in.

He carefully closed the door from Pluribus’ place when someone opened the door from inside, pulling him backward, and making him trip.

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry- Coriolanus Snow?” He heard a soft female voice and when he stood up, he finally saw you.

“Y/n?…” He grew worried, wondering if any other classmates were around, hoping to be wrong, as he didn’t want to be seen.

“Hi…” you awkwardly said.

Coriolanus was indifferent to you. He disliked how he often heard you gossiping with your friends. He disliked how you always participated in debates and readings, finding it annoying. And most important, he knew you were born capitol but your family was once District 1 generations ago. You were no daughter of elite members.

“What are you doing here?” The boy asked.

You weren’t expecting to see him there. Pluribus’ customers were always… poor people, hungry. So when you saw the brown bag with two cabbages and some potatoes in Coriolanus’ bag, you didn’t even need to question.

“I come here to trade my mother’s designs for food.” Coriolanus never thought you were in a situation similar to him.

“My father served in the war, he got injured and couldn’t keep working, and my mother quit her job to take care of him. We don’t have much but we are surviving…” you added shamelessly, Coriolanus was jealous that you weren’t afraid of revealing the truth, something he couldn’t.

“I won’t tell anyone I saw you here, Coriolanus. If that’s what you want” you added after seeing him judging you quietly, giving a cold look. You had the idea of him being serious and a young man of few words, no doubt he was.

“Can I trust you?” He asked, thinking he sounded so dumb.

“I have no reason to spread details of your life. So yes, you can trust me…”

“Okay…”

“I live on the Corso…” you said and without thinking, Coriolanus smiled more than he should have.

“Me too!” His excited tone made you feel relieved.

“Can you imagine both of us living in the same place?” You asked cheerfully. Coriolanus doubted it.

“I don’t think so…”

Oh but how mistaken was he? Not only do you two live on the Corso, but you also live in the same building. He had the penthouse and your parents owned the floor below.

Coriolanus was taken aback by how calm and excited you were as you showed him your house.

The boy learned quickly that your family was doing better than his. You had a lot of things, your room had exotic wallpapers, and a lamp made of feathers was even affordable.

For the first time, Coriolanus felt like he could actually enjoy meeting someone new. Even better if it was in his safe space, his home, and the source of his identity.

And that’s how you turned out to be the only person Coriolanus allowed to know about his situation.

…

Exactly five years later, Coriolanus was coming back from the market where he had traded a watch for some black dressing pants. Even though the Plinth Prize had been only announced two days ago, Coriolanus was already thinking about clothing for the occasion. He was out of breath by the time he hit your floor. And he was not going to stop by your place but he grew curious when he saw you tending a big piece of dark grey crinkled fabric. You had your long hair curled up, wearing slippers, a nightgown, and a robe.

He smiled, wondering how important could that fabric be to not acknowledge him.

“What you got there?” You quickly looked up, slightly embarrassed that Coriolanus caught you in your pajamas.

“I know it’s early, but my mom and I had an idea for a set. In case you know-“ you feel like you sound very narcissistic, hinting that you could possibly win the Plinth prize. Coriolanus and you were exceptional in school. And the only “friends” you could count were Clemensia, Festus, and Sejanus, although they were slightly behind you and the blonde.

“I had the same idea,” Coriolanus said, walking closer, showing you the black pants in his arm.

You smile at him, feeling reassured that you both thought the same. You knew the young man judged you once. But now, he had no reason to. Or so you believed.

He was very close to turning eighteen in the first months of the approaching year, you had also thought about buying him a present.

“Come inside. I need to tell you something…” he nodded, but gulped, thinking the worst.

You shut the door and Coriolanus noticed it smelled sweet.

“Oh, I’m baking something… I would like to share it with you and your family” The boy blushed at you noticing how hungry he was and also because it was very kind of you to share given the circumstances.

“You don’t have to, y/n”

“But I want to.…” he rolled his eyes, chuckling, tenderly accepting your good intentions.

“I don’t have anything to give you back. But we made a promise. Remember?” You nod, smiling softly at him.

Coriolanus is your best friend. Although Clemensia, Festus, and even Arachne were close friends, no one compared to Coryo.

“I do, but…”

“No, y/n. No matter what, we are splitting the prize. Both of us are going to university together.” He seriously said.

In the most inconvenient way, Coriolanus had found an ally. He knew most of his classmates since he was a little child, but after getting to know you, he understood it wasn’t the same. He was grateful for having you.

“That’s why I wanted to talk to you. Sit…” Coriolanus walked towards your kitchen table. He realized your parents were gone. Which made him wonder where were they.

The place smelled like corn syrup and roses. Deep down, probably those two were his favorite things. He craved sweet things and the roses reminded him of his mother and her powder.

“So?…” he inquired, you were a little busy placing some towels on the table.

“My mother found a job in a fabric store, in a couple of weeks she’ll be able to refer Tigris. She’ll be able to leave the work with Fabricia” his eyes went wide, a smile immediately growing on his face.

“And not only that. My father accepted to work as a secretary in the offices of the Capitol’s congress” he couldn’t be jealous of the success of your parents when they were offering to help Tigris. He went up to give you a hug.

“That’s great news, dear” you hugged him back. He smelled like cedar and roses. You remembered the flowers his grandmother sent the day before.

“If things go right. My father could get us a job there after the Academy. And we’d have more money to pay the university’s tuition” he nodded, unconsciously hiding his face in your neck. The closure made you blush, it wasn’t like you and the boy hugged very often. But you appreciated it.

“I have faith we’ll have a bright future, Coryo. I really do”

“Thank you, for everything you and your family have done,” the blonde said.

“You are like family too. It’s nothing…” you reply, breaking the hug to check at the oven.

Coriolanus eyes you. He catches the smell of your hair, patchouli, and herbs. He smiles, looking at your clean face and old nightgown. He can’t deny you’ve grown into a gorgeous woman. But he blocks the thoughts from flowing further.

“I made bread pudding.” You knew it was his favorite.

And his smile only grew. When Tigris had the chance to steal from Fabricia and his waste, she made a classical bread pudding. But you were able to do a more sophisticated one. With cherry blossom powder that your mother had. The bread was more wet and less like fudge. Coriolanus loved it ever since he tried back two years during the holidays.

“I’m really liking this day” he admits, making you chuckle as you place the dessert literally in his face.

…

Reaping day wasn’t your favorite. You didn’t hate the districts but you didn’t like how they tried to destroy the Capitol. Nonetheless, the Hunger Games weren’t part of your fond morals. Having the privilege of being a mentor for the first time ever in the history of the games, wasn’t as exciting as it sounded. The only good thing is that it would lead to being closer to knowing who won the Plinth prize.

Months had passed and the day had finally arrived. You slipped into the two-piece set your mother made for you. A blazer and a long circle skirt in dark grey. An old pair of black boots that belonged to your grandmother and were in excellent condition, the leather felt nice and the heels added elegance to your outfit.

You never felt intimidated by not being part of the elite and being considered “poor” and it tore you to see Coriolanus feel like he wasn’t enough. Like the grate was of his last name had to loosen power.

So when you called him through the phone to see if he was ready, he said you should go first, showing a display of a little panic attack because Tigris hadn’t returned with the shirt he was to wear.

As much as you protested and said you would wait for him, he made you leave saying you couldn’t be late.

So you did.

When you stepped out of the building, you encountered Persephone, Coriolanus’ neighbor. The blonde had said once that Persephone and Clemensia were probably the prettiest girls from class. Which made you feel terrible but you ignored it from the moment it happened.

“Hey… Are you ready for today?” She asked.

“Yes… totally” You weren’t happy, to be honest, but you showed her your best smile.

“Why is Coriolanus not with you? He’s always attached to you…” the comment makes you smile nervously. Although you knew most of your classmates and had literally grown up along them, you never knew what kind of assimilation they had about you and Coriolanus.

“Oh, he woke up late. I wanted to wait for him, but he literally obliged me to go on” Persephone giggled, urging you to cross the street.

“That boy is head over heels for you…”

“Oh my goodness, Persephone. That’s not true…” she laughs, her lilac makeup and crimson lips making her look even more pretty.

“Trust me, y/n… There are even bets on the year you two will tie the knot!” Her comment makes you so embarrassed.

“We’re here!” You say changing the subject.

Heavensbee Hall is full of students and faculty. A lot of them say to you because it wasn’t a secret that your friendly demeanor and good grades made you more popular than Persephone.

When make it to the talk with Felix, Festus, and Arachne, you spot Clemensia entering the event along with Coriolanus.

At first glance, you tried to ignore the mixed feelings you caught after Persephone’s comments and seeing the man you quietly doted on the girl he considered the most beautiful.

“That can’t be y/n y/l/n! That’s a model!” you finally turn when you hear Clemmie, which makes you smile shyly.

Coriolanus finally spots you and he gulps. Every day, he saw you wearing opaque tones. He knew you craved vivid colors and exotic makeup, your mother was an unemployed fashion designer after all. Having the chance to wear elegant clothes and highlighting your skin with splotches of berry colors was a sight for Coriolanus. His hands felt sweaty and numb, a familiar feeling he started developing whenever you were close.

He walked straight towards you, taking a last sip of the posca he disliked. You smile at him, accommodating the rosebud attached to his heart. The action caught the attention of all your classmates and friends, who quietly gossiped or exchanged looks.

“That’s a gorgeous shirt, Coryo” he smiled.

“Tigris and your mother are my saviors” he whispered in your ear, which sent shivers to you.

You and your friends are called out to take a seat as the reaping is about to start. You end up seated between Coriolanus and Sejanus. And suddenly you find yourself lost in your thoughts, wondering who you would be mentoring. It’s all you could truly think about since you woke up. But suddenly, Coriolanus makes you come back to life.

“It’s going to be okay…” he said to which you replied with a little smile.

“By the way, you look very pretty…” your heart pounds as he whispers in your ear for the second time. Your smile grows along the blush creeping on your face.

“Really?” You feel so stupid after asking that. You didn’t want him to think you needed validation.

“Every day you look pretty, but I rarely see you with color in your face” he admits and it sends you to death the fact that he proceeded to grab your hand and give it a squeeze.

He didn’t know why he did that, but it felt right.

Something weird happened, you both felt a spark.

…

Watching kids fighting for their lives in the most gruesome way wasn’t appealing. Your eyes are on the little girl from District 8, your tribute; Wovey. The last time you saw her in the zoo before the games started, she made you cry so badly. She was just a little girl and the fact that she had smiled at you, saying how beautiful your dress was, made you understand every word Sejanus said.

The districts deserved to pay? Yes. But why not make them pay extra taxes, or limit their supplies? Why do you have to scavenge food for a little girl who is likely to die?

Sejanus had walked out after seeing what happened to his tribute. The bloodbath had been disgusting to watch. And as the hours pass as you sit along Coriolanus and other classmates watching your tributes, the weight of the events that happened on the previous days hit you. The moment you saw the rainbow-ruffled skirt from Lucy Gray Baird, you knew it would mark a before and after.

It was like her appearance in Coriolanus’ life had worsened everything for everyone surrounding him. First was Arachne, then Clemensia, whose image still haunted you with the scales and yellow eyes. Then the rebel bombing. It had been a long time since felt fear. You felt alone because you protected Wovey. But nobody protected you. The blurred sight of Coriolanus clinging to the ruffles of Lucy Gray’s skirt and calling for her as the medics took him away was very present.

You look down at your lap, the skirt of the uniform was on, but not the pants, since your leg was still bandaged from the burns you suffered the day of the bombing.

There’s a drift between you and Coriolanus since the day of the reaping. He appeared at the zoo and at night told you it wasn’t planned, he practically ignored you whenever he visited Lucy Gray but squeezed your hand the day of Arachne’s funeral. He confided to you what happened with Clemensia but refused to console you when she appeared in the hospital while you took care of Coriolanus.

The only good thing is that your parents were making a name. They were getting popular and you loved seeing them happy. Unfortunately, just as they were finding happiness, you were losing it.

You kept losing friend after friend. Clemensia ignored you moments before the games started. Arachne was gone, and Sejanus looked beyond depressed. And Coriolanus was falling for District scum.

How could he even inquire if the songbird was almost Capitol during the interviews?

Maybe you were a hypocrite for claiming Sejanus as a friend, who once was District and called it his home. But you despised Lucy Gray for wearing the clothes and makeup you craved, for being naturally charming and unconsciously revolving around most of your problems.

You have been quiet for hours, only having eyes for little Wovey.

Coriolanus glances at you frequently. And he can see the sad look on your face. He couldn’t ignore you had been changed since the reaping. The happy and positive girl he knew was slowly morphing into some lost panicked mentor.

The moment the games started, Coriolanus realized how hard it was for you to look after Wovey, one of the youngest tributes he had seen. The guilt of being such a bad friend started rubbing him in the wrong way.

Which is why he found himself constantly looking at you to see how you were doing.

But when he looks back, you’re gone. Most of the people watching the first day are gone.

It’s just Dr. Gaul telling him Sejanus entering the arena.

…

The tension was escalating. Coriolanus couldn’t sleep, not even with the cold shower that resulted nice for the heat. All he could think was about Sejanus and him running for their lives. He killed a boy. There was blood on his hands. He desperately called you but you didn’t answer. He went to bed thinking of Lucy Gray hiding in the arena and you practically ignoring him. And just when he was about to doze off with the memory of the kiss Lucy Gray gave him, his eyes opened abruptly.

He remembered the promise you two made.

When he walked back to Heavensbee Hall for the second day of the games, he could hear Lucky Flickerman giving the broadcast. He went straight to you, firstly noticing how you caressed your knuckles, showing that you were anxious.

“Could you sleep?” He asked, taking a seat beside you. You glanced at him, only to bow your head, back to your knuckles.

“I took some pills…” he frowned, confused.

“Pills?…”

“It’s nothing, Coryo. Just melatonin pills, to help me sleep well.” He nodded, not fully convinced.

“I’m sorry for being… distant,” he said, to which you shrugged, crossing your arms.

“It’s okay. We all have acquired different problems since the reaping. You have just been busy with your rainbow girl” Your tone distilled bitterness when you mentioned Lucy Gray, which didn’t go unnoticed by Coriolanus.

“When one of the two of us wins, it’ll be like before, but better.” he knew it wouldn’t.

“It’ll never be the same. Arachne is gone, Clemesia out of herself, Sejanus defying Gaul, the Ring twins' death… You’re already changing” he quickly took your hand, ignoring the way some people could be looking at him.

“I’m not. We’re family… you’re special. And I will always fight for you, y/n” his comment lit a fire inside you. You give him a little smile. But he knows you’re still blue.

Right when he was closer to admitting he had feelings for you, Lucy Gray appeared, withdrawing any plan he could have. And now he was confused about you.

Perhaps you only saw him as your best friend. Which is why he didn’t suppress the emotions Lucy Gray made him feel.

…

No-no, no, no, no, no… NO!

Every mentor and attendant in Heavensbee Hall heard you whisper until you literally screamed. The little Wovey had drank the water with poison. Tears immediately swelled in your eyes and you stood up, splashing the room with sorrow.

Even Capitol people felt emotional about the little girl slowly dying unbeknownst to her. Even Livia Cardew looked at you with empathy when you walked past her.

Even Clemensia, briefly looked at Coriolanus silently asking if she should go to follow you, but he told her he was going.

And he did. He followed you outside the room, finding you on one of the stairs leading to another hallway. Your hands covered your face, but he could hear you sobbing.

You felt terrible. You knew Wovey was likely to die, but that didn’t stop the pain. Adding all the strong emotions you’ve dealt with in the past days made you explode.

You just wanted your best friend. Regardless of his unrequited feelings, you needed him.

And he magically appeared.

When you wiped your eyes, he approached you. He took a seat beside you and caressed your shoulder.

“You’re not okay.” He said, to which you shook your head.

“I’m feeling the same as you. Only that I’m a crier and you’re not…” Coriolanus briefly smiled, appreciating your profile.

He faced the woman who knew all of him. The only woman that could ever understand him. And the only one who would care for him enough aside from his family.

“You were closer to Arachne than me. With Clemensia too. And your tribute was closer to being a baby again than she was to become a teenager…” new tears poured down and Coriolanus cursed himself for making you cry again.

“Is she finally gone?…” he nodded at you.

“You have to win, Coryo. You must win… This suffering must be worth it for one of us at least”

“If I win, you’re also in. We said it the day the prize was announced. We’re in this together…” Once again, he grabbed your hand again. And just when he was about to move away because you weren’t reciprocating the touch, you caressed his fingers, interlocking your hand with his.

“Lately I’ve been missing you a lot…” you confessed and it nearly made him blush.

“Why?…” it was dumb but he needed to hear something, he needed to comprehend.

“Well…. Because I need you, Coriolanus” his heart thumping and shaky hands prevented him from doing something stupid, but he offered you a lovely smile that you reciprocated.

He was about to say… “I need you too, y/n. Let me kiss you so I can accept whatever I feel for Lucy Gray is a whim”.

But he couldn’t. Because Festus appeared, looking for you two.

“Dr. Gaul wants you two back…” he said.

“Thanks, Festus” you thanked him.

And all the way to the room of commands, Coriolanus held your hand.

When the snakes landed on the arena of the games, Coriolanus stood up. When Lucy Gray was officially the winner, he went running to Tigris. But when he spun to hug you, he didn’t contain.

He grabbed your face and leaned to kiss you. The crowd cheered even harder, believing you two would officially begin a romance after years of uncertainty. You kissed him back, savoring the moment and feeling glad you didn’t give up on him.

“We won, y/n.” He whispered in your lips.

“We won, Coryo” You smiled, out of breath, and kissed him again.

…

His brain wasn’t thinking clearly. Coriolanus had messed up everything. He was being punished for his lies. Serving as a peacekeeper and leaving the Capitol was one thing. But for 20 years?

Perhaps he could follow Lucy Gray to District 12, just to see how was she. But 20 years was too long… especially when you were the woman he intended to marry one day.

He could say goodbye to his place in the University, he could say goodbye to paying the tax of his home. And he certainly could say goodbye to you.

But his biggest fear was that he slipped out you had the idea of the rat poison. Coriolanus was aware you said it vaguely, and he never told you he actually cheated.

As he walked out of Highbottom’s office, completely downcast, wondering how he would break down the news.

“Hey… Are you okay?” His nervousness grew as he watched you walk escorted by two peacekeepers.

“What are you doing?” You shrugged.

“Dr. Gaul wants to see me…” Coriolanus frowned. Was the lunatic going to punish you?

“And you? What are you doing here?” he bit his tongue. He couldn’t tell you yet. But probably it would be worse to wait and tell you in the morning, just when he was supposed to leave for the districts.

“The dean… he wanted to talk to me about the disbursement of the prize”

The guilt started killing him the moment you smiled at him. You leaned, stepped on your tiptoes, and gave him a gentle peck.

It took him by surprise, but caressed your cheeks and kissed you back.

“I’ll see you at home?….” He nodded, pressing his forehead with yours, knowing he probably wouldn’t see you again. His eyes watered and he tried to stop time.

But it was inevitable because you gave him one last smile and you passed by him, followed by the peacekeepers.

Chills assaulted him, but he thought everything was going to be okay. At least for you.

…

For a couple of days, he was able to forget about you. But soon when Sejanus asked how were, the guilt felt like a bucket of ice blocks falling all over him.

He lied, saying you were okay. But Lucy Gray knew he wasn’t being truthful. Coriolanus confessed to her. The songbird found it very hard to admit that Coriolanus’ true love was you. Perhaps he followed her to her home, he was making her happy. But the blonde was Capitol, he would always prefer his people and his girl.

“You have waited too long, darling. Please call her and at least apologize” she said throwing some rocks at the lake in front of them.

“She’s probably mad at me…”

“More the reason to fight for her” Coriolanus glanced at her confused. But Lucy Gray rolled her eyes playfully.

“Look…” she reached for a purple flower. She cut it and showed it to Coriolanus.

“From what I’ve heard of y/n… is that she is important. You said once she’s your best friend. Think of her like this flower, which is a hydrangea. They have medicinal properties and they are very pretty… but they’re delicate. So I think you would prefer to keep her nurtured. Because she’s special…” Coriolanus sighed.

He couldn’t say to Lucy Gray he was scared of losing you because it would mean that all he did the moment he bribed the secretary of the military deferment wasn’t worth it. He came to the twelve because he wanted to be with Lucy Gray, but he had some unresolved feelings for you.

It was so confusing.

“I’ll call her tomorrow during my break…” Lucy Gray nodded, knowing that after that call many things could change. But it was the right thing to do. Because you were innocent.

…

The jabberjays awakened something inside him. The possibility of finding a reason to be sent back to the Capitol sounded very attractive. But all was forgotten when he requested to call your apartment. In the same building, he called home.

He gulped nervously before a female voice picked up the call. Your mother.

“Hello?” She asked.

“Mrs. Y/l/n… It’s Coriolanus” she sighed, the blonde could almost see her nodding.

“Oh, Coriolanus. What a surprise to hear from you…”

“I guess y/n told you I was sent to serve as a peacekeeper” he admitted, surprised to hear your mother didn’t want to kill him for hurting you.

”Coriolanus… y/n has been sick since the day the hunger games closed” he frowned, holding the phone closer to his ear.

“What?…”

“Apparently she was working in the laboratories in the Citadel with Dr. Gaul. She caught a virus and has been quarantined. I’m so desperate to see her again. Her father has been asking but Dr. Gaul says she’ll be fine in a couple of weeks.”

Coriolanus immediately thought back on Clemensia and the “flu” she caught. But now, it was ten times worse.

Did Gaul punish you for helping him to cheat in the games? Were you dead?

His hands started shaking.

“As soon as I’m back in the Capitol. I’ll try to ask for more information. She’ll be okay…” he tried to soothe your mother, but he was already freaking out.

So he didn’t have situate to send jabberjays with the recording of Sejanus revealing his rebel plans. All so he could go back to you.

…

He didn’t regret it. Because as soon as he stepped into the Citadel, back at home, it felt right.

“Welcome back to the Capitol, Mr. Snow,” said Dr. Gaul, tending her water mutts and giving him a sadic smile.

He stood silent for a couple of seconds. Debating whether to ask you or not.

“I know what you’re thinking about, boy,” she said, walking down the stairs of the mutt's cage.

Coriolanus remained silent, carefully eyeing her.

“She couldn’t get away if she was also guilty for putting in your head that silly idea for you to cheat during the games” he gulped, nervous.

“Have you talked with her parents?”

“Just with her mother once. They think she’s sick and will be fine in a couple of weeks. But they’re worried…” he admitted, trying to act relaxed.

“Oh sure they are worried. I heard the man is going straight to the president’s cabinet. And the mother, already spreading her wings in the fashion tendencies…” Coriolanus wasn’t aware that during his time away your parents had spent all of their time working to try to not worry too much about you. To gain power and find a quicker way to be with you.

“I didn’t know…”

“She was very angry when she learned you had lied to her…”

How was he supposed to keep his composure with that talk?

“I never intended to hurt her” he hated to admit that. He couldn’t be vulnerable. But it crumbled just because it was about you.

“Ah, young love. It’s so dangerous because it makes us weak…”

“Is she alive?…” he tried to change the subject.

“You just have to say you want her back and she’ll be in the Capitol’s hospital in a couple of days” he grew more worried.

“She can’t die… or stop being her”

“The snakes in your other friend really triggered you…” Gaul mocked, laughing.

With that lunatic mentoring him, he had to pull out a stronger card. Something that would compromise him as well so she had no choice but to let you go at once.

“I intend to marry her.” The woman stopped laughing, only to look at him, trying to find the lie in his words, but there wasn’t.

“Brave girl to conquer the heart of a Snow…” and with that, she started walking towards another room in the big laboratory.

The room of voxels and human mutations. He grew anxious until Dr. Gaul pointed out a big water tank.

Coriolanus holds a big breath of terror. He tries his best to remain still. But he felt fear. Just when he thought nothing could ever hurt him again, he had to encounter you in the worst possible way.

“What a shame, she was responding very well. Even looks like a mythological monster”

“Is she going to be… human again?”

“With patience, yes. I’ll let you know when we move her to the hospital. It would be nice if you gave the news to her parents. You know, given you’re the reason she almost ended up with a mermaid tail.”

There rested your naked unconscious body, almost completely covered in salmon scales. Your legs seemed to be slowly disappearing, as the scales were tangling them from your hips to your knees. Your hair was matted and your lashes seemed oddly long.

Coriolanus walked home. He couldn’t take the trolley. The walk seemed short, even with the approaching winter. Your image was haunting him. He couldn’t keep the secret to Tigris when he came back home. He pretended to have a giant smile on his face when he blurted that the Plinths made him heir of their fortune. And he tried to ignore the memory of the elevator indicating the name of your floor.

“But she’s going to be okay?” Tigris asked worried.

“Dr. Gaul said so…”

“I thought she was busy trying to get into the university… her parents rarely appeared to be around too”

Coriolanus remembered what he said back in the laboratory.

“I told Dr. Gaul I’m marrying her” Her cousin opened her eyes in disbelief.

“So she could release her?”

“Yes. But also because… I always thought of it.”

“Are you conscious she’s likely to be mad at you for leaving without answers?” Coriolanus nodded, knowing very well you had plenty of reasons to hate him. But there was no going back.

”Very aware…”

“Then you’ll show her again the fine man you are. You remind her why you were best friends.” He was no good man. He killed people to get to the top. But he wouldn’t be that man to you. You were the only one who could possibly understand him and keep his filthy secrets.

“Snow lands on top” Tigris whispered.

Coriolanus turned to look at a picture of you. He and his family love you so much, you had your own portrait in the Snow Penthouse. The first your mother designed was pink and you wore it. You were always very pretty to the eyes of everyone. But only at that moment Coriolanus appreciated your beauty. The he looked at another picture, the one of you two during the reaping ceremony. His tailored shirt and your handmade clothes. That girl and boy were long gone.

But Coriolanus had done so much damage to step back. With Sejanus and Highbottom gone, he had secured a place in the Capitol. Lucy Gray couldn’t hurt him anymore. All he had to do was to win the girl that once belonged to him.

Giving one last look at the picture of you two, he smiled.

“Snow lands on top…” he answered back to Tigris.

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#coriolanus snow x reader #young coriolanus snow #coriolanus x lucy gray #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #tbosas #coriolanus snow #tom blyth x reader

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kxedeharas · 2 years ago

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luis sera wallpapers !

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝙡𝙪𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙥𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨 ˎˊ˗ ꒰ 🕸️ ꒱

✖ 〉. ❝ like or reblog if you save / use ❞

♪ ！ ﹒feel free to request icons / headers / wallpapers﹕❍

#luis sera #luis serra #luis sera layout #luis sera wallpaper #wallpapers #resident evil #resident evil 4 #resident evil 4 remake #re4 remake #re4r #resident evil wallpapers #luis resident evil #red wallpaper #video game wallpaper #leon kennedy #this man is so fucking fine #drooling rn #k:lsnw

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bubblegumgopoof · 8 months ago

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Little Reaper <3

He's been on my mind ever since I played, so I HAD to make a wallpaper of him and I wanted to share it too (*^▽^)/★*☆♪

There's more below

#digital art #first post #artists on tumblr #a date with death #grim reaper #art #fanart #hes so bbg #im losing it #like srsly #hes so cute

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mike-the-hedgehog · 1 month ago

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Introducing the Sonic Channel wallpaper for October!

Hello. I'm Hayane Tomoko!

It's getting cooler day by day, and it's the season to enjoy the long autumn nights. How are you all spending your nights? Recently, I spent my time watching "Sonic x Shadow Generations: Dark Prologue Episode 1 - Shadow and Maria" ♪

(*This is a prologue anime that depicts the prequel to the new work "Sonic x Shadow Generations" that will be released on the 25th of this month.)

The wallpaper illustration we are introducing this time also depicts a dark hero who is increasingly expanding his field of activity.

Yes, this month's wallpaper illustration will feature...

It's the "Ultimate Lifeform" Shadow!

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic #sega #sonic channel #shadow the hedgehog #sonic wallpaper #wallpaper #artwork #artist

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weeja-bored · 3 months ago

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Mission accomplished, i found the Chip Star X Super Mario Bros potato chips at a local Daiso!

. similar to what my friend found, there's only two flavors available, Consomme (Bowser) and Seaweed (Luigi) >w< Bowser and Luigi~ sitting on the shelf ♪ XD

. they're smaller than i thought, then again there might be a different size elsewhere

. it's kinda interesting how often Luigi is on someone's left side (viewers' right) like they're required to be arranged that way lol

. took me a moment to realize that Luigi is the Wonder version! i was just so excited to see my fav greenie (Bowser is the classic version)

. the QR code on the lid takes you to the Nintendo JP website about the SMB Wonder game, [Nintendo PH version].

. there's also free digital wallpapers / 2024 calendar if you have an acc. (i've noticed Japan seem to love wallpapers cuz it's pretty much the same formula as the recent Nintendo Magazine ft. Luigi)

. i only got the Seaweed one for now . glad there's extra packaging to separate the food cuz i sure am keeping the carton can lol . the code on the wrapper doesn't seem to work anymore, or i'm just not in Japan.

. on the back of the can there's English translation of food ingredients & allergen info. the sticker covers what was apparently a giveaway in Japan last year. another QR code is meant to give me Nintendo points but it's Japan only so 🤷

. at the bottom of the can there's like a thing you can rip open so it's easier to crush flat, if i were to throw it away that is :p . but i think that's interesting, i sure haven't seen that before.

#i do have an obsession #smb luigi #bowuigi #brainrot #mario wonder #chip star #super mario bros #food

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xxrosemixx · 4 months ago

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SILVER WOLF GRAPHICS + WALLPAPERS DAY 6 OF @hiddencircus'S EVENT ; CYBER THEME! DIVIDERS MADE BY @murcuor! PSD MADE BY @otoripink¬

#₊ ♪ edits #₊ ♪ rosey's edits #rentry graphics #graphics #₊ ♪ events #₊ ♪ wallpapers #graphic design #silver wolf #stellaron hunters #honkai star rail #honkai sr #honkai icons #honkai posting #hsr #honkai #honkai su #star rail

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egg-emperor · 1 year ago

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New Sonic Channel EGGMAN wallpaper!

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL HE'S SO PERFECT I LOVE HIM WITH ALL MY HEART AHHFKSBAHFKABDKAJFSJ!!!!!! 💕💜💖💕💖💜💗💜💖💕💜💗

I MUST include the description on the page because OMFG I'm losing my mind!!! Translation of what I could get through DeepL, seems slightly better than what I can get on auto translate on the page:

"It is no exaggeration to say that the Sonic series would not begin without him! He is pushing forward towards his ambition of world domination: ...... He has an IQ of 300!

You all know what I'm talking about, don't you?

The evil genius scientist who has no equal in this world.

It's Dr. Eggman!

It is rare to see Dr. Eggman, a scientist, in a fighting pose: ......! No, or perhaps he is watching with a look of satisfaction as he beheads his enemies with the mecha and robots he has created himself......! Either way, he looks really cool with his fearless smile and kanroku poses!

As you all know, Dr. Eggman has been Sonic's nemesis ever since his debut in the game "Sonic the Hedgehog" and has been a big villain who has been plotting various devious schemes. Sometimes he acts as a serious and dignified "evil genius scientist," and at other times he shows a slightly off-kilter "angry old man" side. ...... I think that this variety of charm is the reason why Dr. Eggman is not only a big bad guy but also a great villain.

Coolness like in this illustration is also one of his many charms!

The latest game title to feature Dr. Eggman is "Sonic Frontiers," the third free major upload of which was released today!

In this title, Dr. Eggman is trapped in a mysterious place called "cyberspace," but even in such a situation, his clear mind, strong will ...... He is still a very smart, strong-willed, and selfish man, and this time, too, he is "as good as Eggman! He was very unique with his new subordinate girl, "Sage". The unique relationship with the new subordinate girl, "Sage," is also not to be missed. ......"

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Let me just gush about WHY I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS:

"It is no exaggeration to say that the Sonic series would not begin without him!"

It really is no exaggeration to say many of the games and entire series wouldn't have even began without him and that's why he's so important!

"The evil genius scientist who has no equal in this world."

That's right because he's the BEST and he knows it so that's why his ego is huge! XD

"It is rare to see Dr. Eggman, a scientist, in a fighting pose: ......! No, or perhaps he is watching with a look of satisfaction as he beheads his enemies with the mecha and robots he has created himself......! Either way, he looks really cool with his fearless smile and kanroku poses!"

They say he's possibly either got a "fighting stance" like the big strong handsome man he is or he's watching with a look of satisfaction as he "BEHEADS HIS ENEMIES" with his "mecha and robots he created himself" !!!! FUCK YEAH HE LOVES VIOLENCE AND DESTRUCTION that's the real dynamic he has with his creations!!! And yes he does look "really cool" with his pose and his "fearless smile" AHHHH 🥰

"Dr. Eggman has been Sonic's nemesis ever since his debut and has been a big villain who has been plotting various devious schemes.

Sometimes he acts as a serious and dignified "evil genius scientist," and at other times he shows a slightly off-kilter "angry old man" side.

I think that this variety of charm is the reason why Dr. Eggman is not only a big bad guy but also a great villain. Coolness like in this illustration is also one of his many charms!"

THIS SUMS HIM UP SO PERFECTLY, he's a big villain that plots devious schemes of world domination! He's an "EVIL GENIUS SCIENTIST" AND an "ANGRY OLD MAN" side! I love how he's an evil scientific and evil old man, my favorite way to describe him!

"Coolness is one if his many charms." Yes he IS cool and that IS one of the many parts of his charm!!!!

"Dr. Eggman is trapped in a mysterious place called "cyberspace," but even in such a situation, his clear mind, strong will. He is still a very smart, strong-willed, and selfish man."

HE'S A VERY "SMART, STRONG-WILLED, AND SELFISH MAN" YOU'RE GOD DAMN RIGHT HE IS!!!!! 💗💕💜💜💕💗💕💜

"He was very unique with his new subordinate girl, "Sage".

AND acknowledgement that Sage is his "SUBORDINATE" as his servant and protector not the other way around‽‽‽

This is saying absolutely EVERYTHING I'm saying about him ALL THE TIME, it's like they reached into my mind and pulled out every single thing I've ever observed about his character and summed it up here!

I'm so glad I was right and that he really is the man I fell in love with and that OFFICIAL JAPANESE SONIC TEAM/SONIC CHANNEL MEMBERS who really get the say agree and describe him that way when it comes to their own character- I'm so happy I could cry :'D

#I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I'M SO SO SO HAPPY #dr eggman #eggman #dr robotnik #dr. eggman #sonic channel #sonic frontiers #sage the ai #my post #hits

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justrainandcoffee · 26 days ago

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Have you ever seen the rain (Alfie Solomons x fem!oc)

Summary: 2020. Alfie is in his Inn and he's redecorating part of it. His friend, Rose, is helping him. The song starts to sound just when their proximity is unbearable. "Have you ever seen the rain, coming down on sunny day?" A song and a travel to the past 16 years ago, in 2004.

Warnings: None. Modern AU. || Look at me finally writing this story. || This is set after this story which I recommend to read first

Words: 3k. || Masterlist

2020

She knows all the truth now. He loved a man who broke his heart and she accepted him for whom he is. She also knows that his business is far from being legal. There's no secrets between them and he is ready to start again. But the morning after telling her everything, what they are doing is painting his kitchen, the one in his apartment that's over the inn, something he wanted to do before the quarantine but didn't have time. Now he has free time but his mind isn't focused in that job. No when the woman living with him, trapped with him in his inn, is next to him wearing an old t-shirt of his and her messy hair is a delight to Alfie's eyes.

Rose isn't paying attention to him now, she's singing -or trying to- while his playlist is full of good and old songs. The brush in her hand is painting the wall while The Doors is sounding and her movements follow the rhythm of the music. Only when she hears him chuckle, she stops.

"What?"

"Nothing. It's just you are doing a mess, Rosie."

"The audacity! Alfie, I'm doing this for free, you should be more grateful."

"Oh, I am, love. I'm very grateful, sweetheart. But you know I'm right."

"You should have asked me to help you to choose new curtains or wallpapers, instead. I'm good at it."

"I'm going to consider your offer. Thank you, luv," he says before returning to his work.

It's raining, the virus is a menace everywhere, there are very few places they can go together, so the best thing to do is to be locked there, safe and alone.

Rose also looks at him when she believes he's not looking. Dirty thoughts cross her mind although she shouldn't be thinking that, but she couldn't help it. She likes him, in ways she never experienced before. She likes him as person because he showed her before that he's a good person, a sweet man, at least with her. But also everything of him, as man and all his testosterone, feels irresistible for her. And Rose knows that unless any of them do something then those thoughts only are going to increase. Despite everything she's also a woman with needs.

"I can't ignore this any longer," Alfie says throwing his brush on the floor and walking towards Rose, no longer after she returned to paint trying very hard to ignore her thoughts.

Alfie is a lot of things, including a very perceptive man. Or maybe because Rose isn't subtle at all. But he realised that she had been looking at him.

"Fuck the paint," he says taking the brush she has in her hands and also throwing it on the floor next to all the things that are there.

He advances toward her until her back touches the wall. He is front of her, giving the woman no space to escape.

Rose is pinned between the wall and him. One of his hand is on her waist and the other, tracing a path on her neck.

"Why are you so beautiful?"

"I'd ask the same."

The night before it wasn't possible, but Alfie isn't going to lose this opportunity, too. The hand that it was on her cheek is now on the back of her neck. Their first kiss is imminent. In that moment a new song starts to sound.

[I wanna know have you ever seen the rain- I wanna know have you ever seen the rain... comin' down on a sunny day?♪]

"That song was playing when I had my first kiss," she says, eyes closed, smiling at the memory that suddenly appeared in her mind.

"That song sounded when I had my first kiss, too" Alfie replies touching her nose with his.

"Are you kidding?"If she moves just an inch her lips would touch Alfie's ones, but she opens her eyes to look at him.

"No," he replies, but a memory hits his brain:

"...My name is Rose."

"Alfie."

"Tell me it wasn't raining… was it under a willow tree?" He asks and stares at her looking for an answer that he already knows.

2004

The rain seemed to be there just to ruin the party. The parents of Francesca, one of Rose's best friends, rented a house outside London to celebrate their daughter's birthday. It was summer and it seemed good to them allowed the girl have fun with her friends while the family spent time together as well.

Francesca and Rose were friends since they were eight years old and through the years, more girls joined the group till that point where they were five inseparable friends. Francesca had a brother a year older, Jules, who invited his friends because according to the boy he never was going to spend time with a group of crazy girls.

"He invited the boys that play football with him," Fran said. "A group of losers as he is. They all go to different schools, they know each other thanks to the club."

"Any of these boys is cute?" one of the girls asked. "Like Pacey Witter?"

A year ago, Dawson's Creek ended and the girls were still mourning the finale and the fact that Josh Jackson won't be the handsome and sweet Pacey ever again. It was hard not to develop feelings for a character like him. And find a Pacey in real life was difficult, not to say impossible.

"There's only one Pacey, Letitia."

"You never know," Rose commented.

"Don't keep your hopes up, girls. They're just a bunch of idiots like my brother is. And like all boys we know, too."

That was true, they agreed. It was hard being a 15 years old girl in the beginning of the 2000s, when all the boys seemed to be nothing but assholes. Yet, despite Francesca's words, the rest of her friends expected to see the boys. Why not? The hormones were knocking on their doors and the perspective of having a good day, sounded fine.

Alfie was reluctant to go, but finally accepted because the host were Jewish people too and the idea of having kosher food for free was okay for him.

"My sister's friends are brainless girls," Jules said "they're laughing all the time. Luckily, my mom doesn't allow pyjama's party that often so I guess it's good."

"One of them, at least one of them has to be hot," one of the boys commented.

"Meh. There are better out there."

Alfie shrugged his interest in the opposite sex was barely beginning so if girls there were nice or not, wasn't going to change his life.

That was he thought.

At first the sun was shining and both the teens and the adults were outside enjoying the day. The pool that the house had was being used by both groups: the boys and the girls. But later it was just the girls because the others found playing football more entertaining. But the first exchange of glances between Alfie and Rose was a reality.

He saw her for the first time when she was sitting on the edge of the pool wearing a purple bikini top and shorts. She had two braids and, in his opinion, the most beautiful smile of all.

Rose saw him when he was talking to Jules and something about him caught her attention immediately. Maybe the colour of his eyes when the sun illuminated his face. Or something she couldn't explain that moment.

"Who is he?"

"Oh," Francesca said sitting down next to her friend "that's Alfie. He's our age, 15. He goes to another Jewish school, but that's all I know. I think he lives with his mother. Jules met him in the club years ago and after Alfie invited my brother to his bar mitzvah, they're good friends. Of all my brother's friends he's the less idiot. Which is not a compliment at all considering how low the bar is."

"He seems cute."

"Alfie? Alfie ain't cute, Rosie," snorted Francesca but when she saw her best friend's eyes couldn't help but smirk. "You like him."

"What? No, no! I just said that he seems cute. That's all. It's not important."

Jules provided information about Rose to Alfie as well. She was one of his sister's friends although Jules admitted that she wasn't the brainless of them.

"But she can kick you in the balls if you look at her badly," the boy added.

"But she's nice."

"If you say, Alfie."

The rest of the morning the girls stayed in the pool or sunbathing, while the boys played on the other side of the property. And more than once, Alfie and Rose found themselves looking at each other.

"Just talk to him," Francesca said visibly tired of her friend daydreaming about the boy since the beginning of the day. "He's not going to bite you and as far as I see, he can't stop looking at you either."

The idea was to return to the pool after lunch, but the rain started when they were eating to everyone there disappointment.

It was Jules the one who searched in the different CDs he had, the perfect song compilation for the occasion and thanks to him the rest forgot that they were now forced to be under roof, away from the rain.

The first time they were close to each other was when both of them were near the window, looking at the storm outside.

"It's a pity that it's raining," he said to her and he felt like the most idiot boy in the world. Stupid thing to say to the girl who he had been looking at, since the very first minute. But Alfie really didn't know what else to say.

"Indeed," she agreed. Her heart was racing like never before but she managed to smile at him "my name is Rose."

"Alfie."

Their friends saw the closeness between them and while the boys were a bit upset for losing a player, the girls were a bit more excited. Until that moment, neither of them had seen Rose interested in a boy enough to be giggling like it was happening with Alfie.

They found their place to be alone and It didn't take them long to start chatting about unimportant thing. About school, subjects or others a bit more important for them like religion but that, in the end, was nothing but an excuse to be together.

The intense rain seemed to stop a bit and tired of being locked most of them decided to go outside, Rose and Alfie included, even if that meant ending up wet.

They didn't go with the group, they walked hand in hand through the place until they sat under the willow tree that provided them some protection from the rain that although weak, was still there.

"I always liked willow trees," the girl said "I used to read about them when I was a kid. My brother used to mock me, but I really like them. It something about their resilience that I find them fascinating. They are associated to life and w…".

"And witchcraft. But the good one."

"Yes! How did you know?"

"I had my phase reading about them, too."

She looked at the boy and smiled. Never before she knew someone interested in those trees.

Never before, Alfie felt he could talk about it without being judged.

The rain started to be a nuisance again and both of them sought refuge under the branches, they were so close that he could feel her breath on his shoulder.

From where they were, they could hear the music that still sounded inside the house. Credence Clearwater Revival was the name of the band and one of their hits was exactly the song they were hearing.

[Have you ever seen the rain on a sunny day? ♪]

They looked at eachother. A shy smile appeared in her face when Alfie felt brave enough to touch her hair.

"I want to kiss you," he finally said.

"Me too…but I- I never kissed anyone before."

"Me neither."

"Alfie, What if I disappointed you?"

"You won't."

He put his hands on her waist and looked at her. The rain on their faces made them close their eyes and soon Rose felt his lips on hers.

If before that moment her heart was racing, now she felt it was going to get out of her chest. She dared to put her hands on his shoulders and play with his hair at the same time both of them discovered at the same time what kissing meant. And why it did feel so good.

As the rain began to stop again, and probably this time definitely, they pulled apart and smiled. The sunlight started to appear again as they kissed again, this time with a bit more of confidence.

At the end of the day, they weren't ready to be apart but they had to. Francesca's parents had to take her back to her house and Alfie returned to his in one of his friend's car.

"Call me," she said to him giving him a paper with her telephone number. "Please, call me."

"I will, Rosie."

"I want to see you again."

"Me too."

They kissed for the last time, with the hopes and promises of seeing each other again.

Only they didn't know that it was going to take them a while to do it.

2020

"It was you…" Rose says still incredulous. "It was always you."

"I lost the telephone number you gave me. Now I remember very well the desperation when I realised what happened. I asked my friend if he could help me but their lives after the party were chaotic and that summer they moved to Bristol and I didn't see him again and in consequence I lost the only link to you that was his sister."

"Their grandmother died and it was horrible for the whole family. My mother forbade me to bother them so, eventually I gave up. But, you know, I was only 15 and this boy blew up my mind…"

"Did he? That's a coincidence because it took him a while forget about her" A smile appears in his face and Alfie put again his hand on the back of her neck and tilts his head "Can I kiss you… again?"

"Yes."

Alfie looks at her one last time before finally resting his lips on hers. That's their first kiss… or the second one that feels like the first.

Unlike the night before, there's no Tommy in Alfie's mind, there, it's just her. He feels her hands on his waist, pressing his lower back and he starts to feel that her kisses won't be enough to calm his body.

Somewhere in the past, a distant point of their lives, they are those teenagers under the willow tree experiencing love for the first time. Rose can't help but smile against his lips. That's the feeling she craved that much. They were once again reunited… and it just took them 16 years.

With his hand caressing her skin under the shirt she's wearing, he pushes Rose against him at the same time that with her arms are around his neck, she deepens the kiss. And both of them have the same thought.

On the floor, around them there are hammers and nails, old newspapers protecting the tiles and brushes everywhere and yet, Alfie manages himself to avoid them without looking as he carries her to the first open bedroom he finds.

"Are you sure about this?" he asks as he puts her on the mattress.

Rose nods, removing her shirt "I'm completely sure."

It's not like Alfie certainly knew that having sex with her it was going to happen but it was a possibility and that morning he put a condom in his pocket. It was a good decision.

They kiss each other again, this time with a lot less clothes on them and for the first time since they met two months ago, they make love.

They can see the raindrops on the window but also the sun through the light clouds that cover the sky now. There's a mix of colours in that window similar to a little rainbow.

They're resting now. Her fingers are tracing patterns on his chest and he's brushing her back with his hand.

"What's in your mind?" she asks.

"I'm just thinking, sweetheart. What were the chances of finding you again? I mean… London has thousands of women, girls, named Rose. When we met; first I barely remembered my first kiss and second, much less the name of that pretty girl. But now, it seems so obvious, of course it was you… Maybe it's true that there's something else."

"Something that escapes our understanding? I felt that since I put my foot here. But I feel in peace, like I'm where I suppose to be. Ridiculous as it sounds."

"I feel the same. Rosie, do you want to try? Us, together… and see where we can end?"

"Are you sure? I want, but you… your ex-"

"Fuck him. And yes, I'm sure."

"Then yes," she says. Her eyes bright with joy and Alfie rolls on the bed to face her.

"There's nothing else to say, then."

"I'm not going to hurt you," she says repeating what she said the night before when they were in the terrace, by the swimming pool.

"Me neither, Rosie."

It's May and spring it's filling the air. Even inside the inn.

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