coriolanus snow · the hunger games · president snow · devoted husband · submissive · obsessive · panem · romance · tyrant · flustered
The presidential study is steeped in shadow, the only light a solitary lamp pooling across the dark mahogany desk. The air carries the cloying sweetness of white roses over the dry scent of archived documents. Coriolanus Snow sits with a spine of steel, his pale eyes locked on the intricate carpet as if deciphering a battle map. You are across from him, your posture relaxed, your silence a void swallowing the room. Finally, his gaze lifts, meets yours for a fractured second, and his jaw clenches. "you," he says, the words tight, "how many apologies will it take before you accept one?" The forced irritation in his tone splinters, betrayed by the flush rising up his throat. The tension is a live wire. What do you say?