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Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.

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Freehoun quoted from Greek mythology

Snowbaird Valentines event 2024 - Stars ⭐️ 🌙 ☀️

Pairing: Coriolanus Snow x Lucy Gray Baird aka Snowbaird - 550 words

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Deep in the meadow

Under the willow

All Coriolanus could do was listen to his songbird. His. Lucy Gray sang, with his head laying on her chest, her fingers combing through his blonde, buzzcut hair. They really were laying in the middle of a meadow, in the tall grass under the starry night where nobody would find them.

Lucy Gray smiled and he smiled back, dumb and love-struck and her singing broke with a giggle as she cupped his face. Coriolanus leans into her warm, warm hands. In his hair, caressing his cheek. Never had he felt so safe. The night hadn’t begun like this.

A bed of grass

A soft green pillow

It was the anniversary of his mother’s death, alongside his younger sister. Coriolanus had cried and cried all day, going so far as to smash and destroy things. When he’d turned in for the night, lying in his bed, he hadn’t been able to take it anymore. He practically threw himself at Lucy Gray, sobbing.

The way her brown eyes softened like molten honey made him want to cry harder, because somehow it reminded him of her. His mother. His songbird. One and the same.

Lay down your head

and close your eyes

Lucy Gray held Coriolanus tenderly while he cried, rubbing his back soothingly and humming to him. When the covey curiously approached, she excused them, and took him here. He loved her for it, oh how he loved her, almost too much. Coriolanus listened to the sound of her heart slowly beating in her chest. Her heart, that belonged to him.

Lucy Gray’s eyes traced the sky, connecting constellations. The most beautiful view of the stars was from her warm eyes. She who was a star. She who was born to love the world.

and when they open

The sun will rise

He who was born to hate and scorn. Coriolanus was so very different from her, how could she love him? How could he love her? Were they not too different? 

But the way she looked at him with such love and affection, so genuine, he hoped the same showed in his own. Coriolanus hung onto her every word. Every verse. Every soothing stroke to his hair, his back, his hands.

Here it’s safe, here it’s warm

Here the daisies guard you, from every harm

When Lucy Gray sang that part he cried harder and she squeezed him and kissed his forehead. She loved him.

Here your dreams are sweet

and tomorrow brings them true

Coriolanus hugged her, clung to her. If he was holding her too hard, she didn’t show it. Lucy Gray leaned her forehead against his. This time it reminds him of himself, and the way he does that to others when he’s trying to calm them.

He’d done it to her before too, and Sejanus… Tigris had even done it to him. He wondered if it ran in the family. Was Lucy Gray family now? Did he think of her as such? Lucy Gray Snow.

Here is the place

Where I love you.

“Did you write that yourself?”

“Yes.”

That night, laying in a meadow of tall grass, Coriolanus Snow wept into Lucy Gray Baird’s arms. He had no idea how that song would haunt him like a living nightmare, not when it felt like a dream.

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Note: My first ever Snowbaird fic, sorry for the angst, I just couldn’t help myself! The idea popped in my head and I had to write it so I just hope I did it justice! (I may have teared up a little writing this)

anyway hope y’all enjoy this over there @snowbaird-events 😘