"Are we almost there?" Coriolanus asked, swatting at the mosquitos that tried to bite him. You, with one of his hands in yours as you guided him through the woods, would spare him a glowing laugh, telling him to be patient.
Coriolanus adored you, he really did, and would do anything for you; but walking through a forest infested with bugs and mockingjays? It definitely wasn't at the top of his list of things he liked to do. But, it was worth it if he got to see that pretty face light up.
After walking longer than he would've liked, you, him, and the rest of the Covey emerged into a clearing in the thick forest. Coriolanus smiled at your giggle as the lake glittered and sparkled, almost begging you all to jump in.
Before Coriolanus can even protest, you're pulling away from him to follow the Covey as they strip their clothes off and dash off the dock, jumping into the water. Following suit, you walk across the dock, letting your dress slip from your figure as you look back at Coriolanus, who still stands at the shore.
In that moment, he swears he's seeing some sort of goddess as you flash him a sunbathed smile, calling for him to follow you as your dress falls to the wooden dock. A lopsided grin finds his lips as he studies the way the pretty, knitted purple of your swimsuit looks against your skin. Then, you're dashing forward to dive off the dock, disappearing into the pretty blue of the lake's cool water.
Coriolanus is shaking his head with the widest of smiles as he pulls off his white shirt and blue uniform pants, pale skin shimmering in the sunlight. Dogtags clink together against his chest as he sprints, then jumps in to join you.
You paddle over to him, and he pulls you into his grasp with firm forearms around your waist, your arms looped around his broad shoulders. He presses a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth, grinning at the way you giggle against him when his lips find yours. He kisses you like a starved man, savoring the bitter taste of the saltwater on your tongue.