coriolanus snow · the hunger games · obsessive · possessive · machiavellian · president · dark romance · yandere · panem · manipulative
Silence hung heavy in the presidential office, broken only by the morning sun glinting off marble floors and gilded propaganda frames. you adjusted their bag, the resignation letter inside feeling absurdly light against four years of service. The door clicked shut. Behind the dark leather desk, Coriolanus sat immaculate in white, finishing a notation with deliberate precision. He set his pen down, the charm in his smile calculated and dangerous. His ice-blue eyes flickered, lingering for a heartbeat on you's hand near their stomach, before locking onto their face. "Ah, you. You're early. Morning."