Melting Snow // Coriolanus Snow

Fifteen: Nightmare

Alara face was red, beet root red. She was walking beside Coriolanus, her eyes fixed on the road in front her which lead her back to plinth's residence. Her dress was inside a bag which Coriolanus had offered to hold, and she had let him; not wanting to hold any unnecessary conversation with him.

A respectable distance between their bodies. which rivalled the positions they were in when the woke up. Apparently sometime into the night Alara needy cold body had decided to seek warmth in the boy whose name funnily enough was snow. And Snow had decided to gave refugee to Alara, the girl whose last name translate to fire, not fearing his own demise.

She didn't even knew why Tigris betrayed her and let them both sleep on the couch. Not that she was angry, not even annoyed but a little embarrassed. And anyone would be if they woke up, laying on top of Coriolanus snow, with his arms tightly wrapped around her waist so that she don't fall off him, and her head laying peacefully on his chest.

But that changed when she had woke up and screamed at their positions, when she had tried to get off him but instead due to the fact that their legs were tangled in to each other; both had fallen onto the ground. Just in time for the Snow's grandmother entrance who did nothing but stared as if she had seen a death reaper.

So to avoid the further embarrassment, Alara had decided to head home. Denying all the offers of breakfast. She had taken the dress out of Tigris hands, giving her a stink eye, promising her the payment as well as a grateful kiss on the girl's cheek while the other girl simply smirked at the unruffled hairs of the pair.

Alara exhaled the breath she was holding when the Plinth's residency that she was staying at came into her view, for she felt extreme torture walking next to Coriolanus after everything happened.

Her eyes crinkled when she saw Nyx sitting on the porch, his hairs unruly and messy, a leather jacket on his body for warmth and a cigarette between his fingers. His head tilted up and his eyes went toward Alara.

He smiled at her from the distance and she smiled back with a wave. They were still few metre away from him, so he patiently waited for her to reach him. But then his eyes tilted to the boy next to her, tall and lanky boy, that was walking beside her, and while taking a puff of his cigarette, Nyx single brow raised.

Alara finally reached him and instead of standing up to greet her, he simply nod at her in greeting, and then his eyes moved to the boy next to her. Coriolanus trying to being nice, smiled at him and said "Good morning"

Nyx only grumbled back a dead and half assed morning and took another drag of his cigarette. Rolling her eyes at his behaviour, Alara turned and faced Coriolanus, finally getting the courage she tilt her head and look up at him, and with a polite nod she said "Thanks for walking me"

"It's was no hassle." Coriolanus replied in a posh manner and moving his hand, he gave the bag to Alara. Who took it out of his hands. Extra careful to not touch him or his hand at all. Giving the bag to her, Coriolanus didn't said anything but simply nod at her, turned around, and walked away.

Alara stood there, with a bag in her hand, and her eyes glued to the back of the retreating boy. "So you finally got your dress" Nyx voice broke her out of her thoughts, and she turned around to face him fully.

She looked at him for a second, and he looked back. Then she took a step further and sat down on the steps next to Nyx, "Yeah i did" she replied calmly, not saying anything else.

"How is it?" Nyx asked interested, but Alara only shrugged her shoulders, her eyes on the bag which laid at their feet. "I don't know"

"You don't know? what the fuck is that suppose to mean. You were there all night" Nyx brows went up when he look at her, while Alara didn't bother to look at him, and her eyes were just fixed in the direction in which Coriolanus had gone.