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tiredofthehumanlife · 2 months ago

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Coryo and the tambourine player sitting in a tree

Barbie dolls: peacekeeper!Coriolanus Snow x gn!Covey!reader

Word: 5.4k

Summary: Before the Games Lucy Gray says Coriolanus would get along great with one of her cousins and he finds out exactly what she meant when he meets you

Warnings: two whole songs in here pal, the first one is Theatre by Etta Marcus second is All I Want is You by Barry Louis Polisar, and now no bullying on the song choices okay bc I said so, also you now play tambourine and guitar and can sing you're a triple threat, Coriolanus turnz simp, and I won't take it back I like it on him, him and Lucy Gray are just besties now btw, alluding to you having days where you can't do anything now is it mental illness or disability idk you tell me, you kiss and call him lover boy far too frequently, you eat southern slang up so fucking much they should get you a horse and herd of cows atp, yeah that's it

Maybe Peacekeeping wasn’t the best job but it did have its ups. For one he got to talk to Lucy Gray. He remembered back in the Capitol she mentioned how one of her cousins would love him. She went on about how they would work together ‘like flower and honey bee, tree and leaves, winter and snow, wink and nod, seed and pod-‘. Lucy Gray went on and on until Coriolanus lost track of all the words but he understood the message. Apparently, he and this mystery cousin of hers would get along great.

Of course that was a while ago and he was sure he had changed since then. He wasn’t so positive if Lucy Gray still thought that. Coriolanus had already seen Lucy Gray and the rest of the Covey on stage. He met them backstage with Sejanus and was so glad to reconnect with another friend after the mess the Games were. Lucy Gray told him he had to come to the next show next Saturday. She said she had a surprise lined up for him.

Obviously, he came. Firstly he would get to spend time with his friends again and he’d get to find out what this surprise was. He thought it was kind of silly because the show was going as it normally did. Maude Ivory stepped up on her wooden crate and started introducing everyone again. The crowd cheered as usual. As usual Tam Amber on mandolin, Clerk Carmine on fiddle, Barb Azure on bass, and Lucy Gray with her guitar. Coriolanus didn’t understand how on earth this was different from any other night until he noticed Maude Ivory hadn’t stepped down from her box.

“And finally after a quick break, welcome back our very own tambourine player-“ Maude Ivory called out a name he hadn’t heard before, pointing her hand out at the curtain. A loud jingling came from behind the curtain and then as it was pushed back you were revealed.

If every student in the academy’s beauty was combined it couldn't shine a light on you. You had your hand held above your head and in it was a crescent-shaped instrument Coriolanus had never seen before. It had little silver circles inside of it. He liked the sound it made but it was definitely new to him. You waved to the crowd as you stood next to Barb Azure. The crowd seemed louder than it had been with the other band members, but he supposed that they didn’t see you last weekend.

Coriolanus had decided to sit closer to the stage today, all because of Sejanus' complaints. Now he was grateful he did that because he wanted a closer look at you. You smacked your instrument against your hand and your thigh. He liked how it intermingled with the other sounds of the band. You were very pretty. You joked around with the rest of the band, laughing along at the jokes Lucy Gray made in the audience. Your smile was so captivating he wondered why you chose music instead of modeling. The Covey moved through lots of songs, all making the drunken crowd sing along. As the night was winding down, Lucy Gray stepped back from the mic and kicked Maude Ivory’s crate to the stand. Maude Ivory stepped up and spoke into the mic.

“Okay, we’re a few songs out from the end of the night. Please be kind to our Somber Soul. They love sad songs so just settle down and listen with your heart.” Maude Ivory said, sticking her hand back at you again. You and Lucy Gray traded instruments. You slipped your head and arm through the strap of her guitar. Lucy Gray took your crescent instrument and headed behind the curtain. Maude Ivory dropped down from her crate and left the microphone stand open for you. You readjusted the strap on your shoulder, running your fingers on the flowers and Lucy Gray’s initials embroidered on it. You stepped up to the mic and greeted the crowd.

“Hey, you miss me?” You asked. The crowd let out whines and screams of ‘yes’s. You snorted at them. “Yeah thought so.” You turned your head to the side and started plucking the string and fiddling with the pegs on top.

“Yeah, last Saturday was one of my bad days.” You said. The crowd made a sad sound and you smiled at it. “But I’m here now, that’s all that matters right? Once somebody told me the best thing to do is just finish one task each day. Hm? Today my task is to make a memorable night for you.” You chuckled at the screams of excitement.

“There is one thing I need to ask of you. Is that alright with you?” You asked. Coriolanus noticed he felt soothed by your voice. Something about it made his anxiety slip from his shoulders. The crowd all let out strings of agreement.

“For this song, I’m going to need three of you resting on a bucket to let Tam Amber borrow them. You’ll get them once I’m done with the song, I promise.” You said. A woman stood up quickly, forking over her dirty plastic bucket. You reached down and thanked her with a bright smile. Coriolanus was glad he sat so close to the edge of the stage. He was on his feet and sticking his bucket out for you before his brain could catch up. Your eyes moved to him and your smile flickered away like a suffocated candle.

“Hey, I know you. You were in the-“ A third bucket tapped against your arm, distracting you. Your smile came back as fast as it had left. You thanked the man and took both his and Coriolanus’ buckets. You handed the three of the buckets to Tam Amber and moved back to the microphone. The three who had handed off their chairs leaned against nearby walls.

“Thank you all for the chairs.” Your eyes glanced over at Coriolanus against the wall. You looked back out into the center of the crowd. “Sorry to say this won’t be a cheerful song. I love you all, but as lovely Maude said, I’m a bit of a somber soul. Okay, ready?” You turned your head back, looking at your bandmates. Tam Amber, Clerk Carmine, Barb Azure, and Mauve Ivory all gave you a short nod. You turned back to the microphone stand.

“Here we go.” The crowd quieted, knowing your song was approaching. You started strumming a gentle tune. The Covey behind you started harmonizing with you. Maude Ivory added humming and ‘ooo’s as supporting sounds. Tam Amber started tapping against the buckets with sticks. You sucked in a breath before leaning for the microphone.

I rehearse a work of theatre for you

Come alive

I’ll play dead tonight, I’ll remember each line

Go again, I won’t mind you, I would fake it every time

I could stop pretending, quit dreaming and

Turn on the lights

I am holding on to

Every word I made up for you

I’m not flesh, I’m not blood

I am plastic, you are God

Your words were slow and gentle. Coriolanus thought of a brisk breeze shuffling leaves above his head. Your singing was captivating and Maude Ivory’s backup vocals added to your appeal. You had a soft smile gracing your lips as you sang. You sounded like you were whispering messages from the clouds. Then the music around you started to pick up its pace. Tam Amber beat his buckets faster and your voice got louder. Your smile was gone.

I wanna be loved, I wanna be loved

Like right out of a movie where I sweep you up

I wanna be loved, I wanna be loved

Like right out of a movie where I am the star

Yes, I’ll be the star

You moved more than Lucy Gray did when she sang. You jerked your body around like all the emotions you were singing about were pent up under your skin and the only way to get it out was to move with your words. Your voice was loud and hurt. Your words dripped with your yearning and Coriolanus felt like the crowd was as taken aback as he was. Just as fast as the loud had come it dispersed again. It was like the ocean receding and then washing back over him. You were back to lightly smiling and Tam Amber was back to his slow tapping.

I’ll put on a show and watch it with you

Touch my thigh

You sank your body into itself to mimic neediness. You pinched your eyebrows and looked like if you weren’t singing you’d be whining away like a kicked puppy begging your pets. You straightened up and returned your face to neutral.

I could blush, I’m so shy, rest your head on my side

You fluttered your eyelashes and paused your strumming for a split second to tip your hand under your chin, smiling pretty at the crowd. Your hand was back on the strings, flying away.

We could stay in my mind, we could be what we like

With that line, the fast was back again and Tam Merry was beating away at his buckets. Your voice was powerful with its sadness and frustration. Your hands were fast as lightning on the guitar strings. Coriolanus wondered if you’d bleed.

I wanna be loved, I wanna be loved

Like right out of a movie where I sweep you up

I wanna be loved, I wanna be loved

The loud music continued and Coriolanus felt like he was being whisked away.

Call me “Baby”

Your voice and pain hung in the air, holding notes that made Coriolanus’ heart squeeze.

When you forget my name, I’m just glad that you came

The pain in your voice seemed to triple as you dragged your voice through your line. Coriolanus jotted down in his mental notepad to commit your name to memory. He would not cause you to pour your heart out to a group of drunken strangers like this. For someone so pretty as you he hated whoever sparked these emotions under your skin. Your breaths are quick, sucking in deeply to have enough supply to hold your notes in your next words.

Call me “Baby”

Let me die on the stage, Let the orchestra play

Coriolanus wondered what made your pain was so strong you wanted to die in public. Maybe so you’d feel like you’d have mourners. He didn’t know who the orchestra was or if it was a metaphorical orchestra. Every instrument other than your voice dropped out of the background, falling into silence.

Let the orchestra play

Your voice stood still in the air. You peeled your eyes open and looked around at the crowd. It was silent. Your chest heaved up and down as you caught your breath. You pulled your hands away from the guitar, searching the eyes of the drunks around you for a symbol of approval. The Covey members behind stayed still as statues as their song was met with silence. Coriolanus assumed this was the first time this happened to them. He was sure the crowd was just too drunk to process all of that was thrown at them. Coriolanus barely had a sip.

He pushed himself off the wall and started clapping. Your eyes shot to him and flickered up and down, sizing him up. He kept the smile that grew from listening to your voice on his face, raising an eyebrow at you. You set your shoulders back and lifted your chin, looking away from him. A clap on the other side of the room joined him and you looked toward that one instead.

Soon enough everyone in the crowd was clapping and cheering. The smile was back on your face and you moved back to the microphone. You thanked the crowd before slipping away backstage. You and Lucy Gray joined the stage a few minutes later with your original instruments. The Covey played through a few more songs before disappearing behind the curtain together.

Coriolanus and Sejanus were able to slip away from the group without anyone noticing. Coriolanus felt anxiety stir in his stomach at the thought of finally meeting you. During the show, you didn’t seem to like him very much. You side-eyed him and looked like you wanted to stab him for most of the time you saw him. His anxiety settled a little when he heard the soothing noises that came with being around the Covey: chatter, laughter, and soft tunes.

He and Sejanus let themselves into the garage, taking in the group. The Covey was scattered around in different seats. You were sat in a tire like a circular pool floaty. Lucy Gray was next to you shaking a jar of water at you. Sejanus slipped off to play a game with Maude Ivory as Coriolanus headed towards you and Lucy Gray.

“Just take it.” Lucy Gray demanded, shaking the jar at you again.

“I will later, I’m trying not to think right now. I’m just not going to move for the next few minutes.” You said, dropping your head back in a position that did not look comfortable. Lucy Gray groaned and looked up. She smiled at Coriolanus.

“Hey, How’d you like the show?” Lucy Gray asked. Coriolanus tilted his head from side to side. You peeked your eyes open and startled at a new person standing so close to you. You shot your hand up and smacked it against Lucy Gray’s stomach. She sighed and helped pull you off the floor, dusting off the back of your clothes when she noticed them covered in dust. You shooed her hands away and met Coriolanus’ eyes. He decided you were prettier in person than on stage.

“I know you. You were in the Games.” You said. Lucy Gray nodded and started talking before Coriolanus could.

“He was my mentor, he basically was the only reason I made it out of there.” Lucy Gray explained. You stared at Coriolanus for a moment. He felt judged and quite bare without his uniform.

“Well, I didn’t do much. I just-“ Your arms flung around him before he could finish the sentence. Your hold was tight. His chin was pulled over your shoulder and he could see Lucy Gray behind you. Lucy Gray motioned for him to hug back. He gently patted your back awkwardly with the tips of his fingers.

“Thank you. For saving her.” You whispered in his ear before pulling away completely and taking a step back. You straightened your clothes and looked around like you were the most nonchalant person on the planet.

“Yeah well I’m sure there were plenty of other people who helped Lucy Gray in there, so it’s not really that big of a deal.” You said, clearing your throat and pretending tears hadn’t been clogging the back. Coriolanus chuckled and looked to Lucy Gray to find her enjoying your act as well.

“You were great out there, by the way. Your song was-“ Coriolanus searched his mind for the words and felt like he had blanked.

“Disappointing?” You tried to finish.

“Moving,” Coriolanus said, raising an eyebrow at you like a teacher does at a student when they said an answer that is incredibly wrong.

“Moving you to disappointment?” You asked, smiling through your words. It wasn’t even funny but something about you made him laugh. A lot. Whatever you said, if there was a smirk on your face, he was chuckling or snorting. And you seemed to smile a lot while you talked. Lucy Gray smiled and pointed between you and Coriolanus.

“Told you.” She rang out in a sing-song voice. “I knew you two would get along.” Lucy Gray was beaming like her evil plan was coming to fruition. Coriolanus thought back to her talking about her mysterious cousin.

“What did you say again? Like bees to flowers, a wink to a hug?” Coriolanus said, glancing between you and Lucy Gray. Lucy Gray shook her head at Coriolanus.

“Like flower and honey bee, tree and leaves, winter and snow-“ Lucy Gray started. You gasped and your hand smacked her forearm.

“Like the song?” You asked, eyes searching her face. Coriolanus felt lost and was certain the Covey must know a billion songs because he had no idea what you two were talking about.

“Yes, like the song.” Lucy Gray answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world. You looked back to Coriolanus shaking your head in amazement apparently.

“Love that song.” You muttered. Coriolanus shook his head. He was completely lost. He truly wished he knew all the songs the Covey did so he could join in on their amazement with such simple things.

“Never heard it. Is it good?” Coriolanus asked. You dropped your jaw and sucked in a deep breath.

“You’ve never heard it?” You asked, apparently so stunned you needed to pull your jaw off the floor. Coriolanus shook his head.

”Nope Never.” he muttered, glancing at Lucy Gray for help. A new expression pulled over your face and Coriolanus felt his face warm. Something about the way your eyes moved over his face made him feel hot to the touch.

“I guess I’ll have to play it for you sometime.” You whispered. He nodded.

“Guess so.” Coriolanus hoped all his unspoken words about the way you were making him feel with just your eyes were in his tone when he responded. By the way your lips tipped up, he suspected the message was received.

“Alright we need to start heading home, and you need to make it back to the base before curfew.” Lucy Gray said. Coriolanus nodded and started leaving with Sejanus. When they were a few paces away he heard your voice yelling after him.

“See you later, Mr. Peacekeeper!” He snorted without even seeing your face, just knowing you were beaming made him laugh. Coriolanus glanced over his shoulder to see you waving goodbye. He raised a hand and gave you a small wave, nothing compared to your obnoxious swaying. He looked back at Sejanus to him smiling at Coriolanus knowingly.

“What?” Coriolanus asked, already feeling defensive. Sejanus shrugged.

“Oh, nothing just you know. ‘Guess so’.” Sejanus mocked Coriolanus’ voice and batted his eyelashes at him. Coriolanus shoved Sejanus away by his shoulder. “You just met. They sang more words than they said to you.” Sejanus pointed out. Coriolanus shrugged.

“Well. Like flower and honey bee.” Coriolanus repeated Lucy Gray’s words without fully knowing what they meant but he was pretty sure he used it right. Sejanus rolled his eyes and leaned his weight against Coriolanus. Certainly, he had taken a few swings from a bottle of white liquor tonight.

“Coryo and the tambourine player sitting in a tree,” Sejanus said in a sing-song voice, tilting his head this way and that. Coriolanus shook Sejanus off his shoulder.

The more time Coriolanus spent with the Covey the more he understood what Lucy Gray meant. Somehow you and him moved in a magnetic way. He wouldn’t even think and he’d find himself standing next to you.

Conversation between you two was as easy as breathing was, for a non asthmatic. Coriolanus didn’t think about the best words or phrasing he just wanted to make you laugh.

You made him laugh so easily, that you even coaxed a strong laugh with his full chest from him when you retold a story about Shamus within the third day of talking to him. It took much longer for him to get a laugh from you. Towards the end of the fifth day, he was able to make you laugh so hard that you snorted like the happiest pig on the farm. You looked as shocked as him when it happened, slapping a hand over your mouth. Coriolanus started to laugh with you, rocking his body towards you. He held onto your shoulder as doubled over with laughter. His laugh spurred another snort from you and slapped a second hand over your mouth.

Only a few more days after that, he was more than positive he knew what Lucy Gray meant. He could think of nothing but you and all he wanted to do was sit and speak with you.

While sitting on the bank of the lake, the rest of the Covey and Sejanus in the water splashing about, he asked for a kiss. He wasn't sure if he could imagine a bigger smile on your face.

You slipped your hand behind his neck and pulled him into a kiss. He wasn't sure if he ever wanted to do anything else again. Your lips were warm and made him sigh against you. Coriolanus leaned forward and tried to chase after your lips when you pulled back.

You heard a boo from the lake and you rolled your eyes at Barb Azure. You leaned back into Coriolanus, kissing him with more urgency to prove a point. And for the enjoyment of kissing him. Coriolanus slowly settled back into the dirt, letting you lean over him and kiss him silly. He let his hand push you closer to him by the back of your neck. You nipped at his bottom lip and he hummed.

“Oh break it up, you two! There's kids here!” You heard Lucy Gray yell. You pulled away from Coriolanus, sitting back in your spot. Coriolanus stayed lying down, almost positive he was dead and in the afterlife. He kept his eyes shut and decided his home was now this patch of dirt. You’d come by once in a while and kiss him before disappearing again. He’d wait patiently for you to come back.

You reached over and lightly smacked his chest with the back of your hand. He startled and sat up on his elbows.

“Alright?” You asked. He stared at you, taking it all in. Coriolanus kept his eyes on you, not wavering and not thinking of the friends and family playing a game in the lake a few feet away.

“Kiss me again?” Coriolanus asked, his eyes wide and begging. You pressed your lips together and tilted your head to the side.

“I suppose, but only if you come to our next show.” You said. Coriolanus shrugged.

“I can manage that, though I am a busy man. I’d have to squeeze it into my very busy schedule-“ You cut him off by leaning forward and pressing your lips to his. Coriolanus would grin if his mouth wasn’t busy because his yammering worked in his favor. You pulled back far too soon for his liking but he accepted it.

A few days later he was perched on a crate again, watching the Covey on stage. Towards the end Maude Ivory stepped up to the microphone, saying you had a song you wanted to share. You and Lucy Gray traded instruments again. Coriolanus got Deja vu as you took place at the microphone stand. You started plucking the strings again like you were learning where they were again.

“A few weeks ago my cousin told me I needed to meet this guy. She said she knew we’d click real fast. Said our tickers were made in the same factory and all that.” The crowd awed and Coriolanus felt his heart skip a beat at the thought of you talking about him. Though he once again got lost in the strange words the Covey seemed to fancy. The fuck was a ticker and why was it made in a factory? The crowd understood it though, swaying into each other to touch their hearts.

“And I thought she was off her rocker. And then I met him and I was like, well butter my ass and call me a biscuit. He was finer than a frog hair split four ways and he could make me cackle like a hyena. And lord what a fire he set on my skin with his gentle touches.” You kept a soft tune plucking in the background of you talking. Coriolanus wanted to write down all the phrases he didn’t know and ask you the meanings backstage but something told him he’d just want to kiss your face all over after the show. The crowd made coos and you nodded.

“That’s what I said.” The crowd chuckled and you continued speaking. “He’s here tonight. That lover boy just needed a little sugar and there he came running for the Hob. Give our Lover boy a round of applause will you?” You raised your hand in the air like it was a great excitement to clap. The crowd apparently thought so because they burst into applause. He had to keep his anonymity so he clapped along. Up on the stage you glanced over at him and laughed at the loud crowd before rounding them back to slow chatter with your voice.

“Alright, alright. Don’t spoil him too much, that’s my job.” Coriolanus snorted. It wasn’t funny but you said it so it might as well have been.

If I were a flower growing wild and free

“This song is dedicated to him tonight. Though sing along if you know the words. So as Lovely Lucy Gray said ‘like flower and honey bee, tree and leaves, and so on and so forth’.” You shook your hand out in front of you to show the continuing list.

All I'd want is for you to be my sweet honey bee

And if I was a tree growing tall and green

All I'd want is for you to shade me and be my leaves

Your voice stood alone, with no instruments behind it. When you finished saying leaves, your bandmates joined in. Lucy Gray was fine on the tambourine but had nothing on you. Coriolanus decided he loved this song. You dedicated it to him after all.

If I were a flower growing wild and free

All I'd want is for you to be my sweet honey bee

And if I was a tree growing tall and green

All I'd want is for you to shade me and be my leaves

Coriolanus knew where part of Lucy Gray’s words came from. He did like this song. It screamed devotion and he wanted to scream it back at you. Maybe your tinkers were suited from the same cord, what was it? Tracker? Thinker? Tadpole. That’s it. Yeah tadpole.

All I want is you, will you be my bride

Take me by the hand and stand by my side?

All I want is you, will you stay with me

Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea?

Coriolanus wanted you to look at him so he could smile so pretty at you, that you go blind. You swayed back and forth as you sang and the crowd started to pick up the movement. Coriolanus started swaying with you, wishing it was just you two so he could dance with you.

If you were a river in the mountains tall

The rumble of your water would be my call

If you were the winter, I know I'd be the snow

Just as long as you were with me when the cold winds blow

All I want is you, will you be my bride

Take me by the hand and stand by my side?

All I want is you, will you stay with me

Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea?

Coriolanus decided he was going to have the rest of the Covey teach him this song so he could sing it to you over and over and over and over until you were heading for the dirt in pretty boxes. You finally glanced over at him and your smile grew when you saw him swaying and grinning like a 13-year-old who just got their first allowance. The crowd started to sing. The voices of the Covey swaying together in the air with the drunk audience. It sounded like a mantra.

If you were a wink, I'd be a nod

If you were a seed, well, I'd be a pod

If you were the floor, I'd wanna be the rug

And if you were a kiss, I know I'd be a hug

Coriolanus wanted to join in and feel the words vibrate in his chest. He knew nothing though, he had caught on to the tune so he started humming it. He would stumble sometimes but it still made him feel included.

All I want is you, will you be my bride

Take me by the hand and stand by my side?

All I want is you, will you stay with me

Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea?

This was the easy part. He muttered a few of the words before going back to his humming when he fumbled too many times to feel confident.

If you were the wood, I'd be the fire

If you were the love, I'd be the desire

If you were a castle, I'd be your moat

And if you were an ocean, I'd learn to float

Coriolanus held onto Sejanus’ shoulders, sure he was going to faint with an overflow of care for you. They swayed in time with the crowd and The Covey. You looked over at them and sent Coriolanus a wink. Right, that’s it then. He’s fainted for sure. Alas, your tune went off and his legs still held him up.

All I want is you, will you be my bride

Take me by the hand and stand by my side?

All I want is you, will you stay with me

Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea?

Coriolanus could die right there and be more than happy about it. You moved back to the stand waving your hands in the air to get the crowd to quiet down. Your smile was still bright on your face, your eyes crinkling.

The tune kept playing without words for a while, the crowd humming along before it died out. You held your hands up as a signal for you being done and the crowd cheered. You stepped back from the mic to clap. Your eyes floated over to him.

Coriolanus cheered his head off. He thought he might lose his voice tomorrow morning. Or maybe it’d look suspicious that he cared so much about the Covey’s love songs but in that moment he didn’t care. It was just your eyes on him and his cheers ringing in your ears. He wanted to scream for an encore but the band looked tuckered out and that would definitely raise eyebrows. You laughed. Hard.

A snort floated over the heads of the audience like a blown kiss. It was headed directly for its intended receiver and no one else. You clapped your hands over your mouth and nose, trying to cover the noise that had already left.

“Right, you guys think he got the message?” You laughed at the loud cheers. You nodded in approval. “I think so too.” Lucy Gray stood next to you at the microphone. You gently slipped the guitar off your body and onto hers, taking your tambourine from her. You shook it out a little like you were regaining your talent. A few more songs, none of which caught his attention like the one you sang did. He and Sejanus slipped into the garage like they did for almost every show they went to nowadays.

Coriolanus found you standing next to Maude Ivory playing hopscotch, messing about with your tambourine. You looked up when you saw him out of the corner of your eye. He didn’t bother with greeting words, just dipping his head down to kiss you gently. You tapped your tambourine against his stomach, making a tinking sound. He pulled back and your hand found his dogtags resting on his chest. You fiddled with them as you stared at him.

“You like the song?” You asked. The grin on his face was evidence enough that you knew he loved it. He knew you wanted to hear it in words though. He nodded.

“Oh loved it doesn’t even start to describe how I felt listening to that. It was…” Awe-inspiring? Beautiful? Did his heart stop? Gorgeous? ”Moving.” he decided. Coriolanus hoped you caught the joke. Your smile grew and you snorted.

“Moving you say? Lover boy, was that not you screaming your lungs out for little ol’ me?” You teased, tilting your head to the side. Coriolanus shook his head.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. You know you sure do have some strange sayings, I don’t even know what a lung is.” Coriolanus said, shaking his head like you were out of your mind. You grinned. You leaned against him and pressed your lips to his again.

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