Dear DJ,
thank you for all the wonderful work you put into these fantastic Games. I had an amazing time! Here's a little untitled Snarry drabble for you. Enjoy!



A shared look, a smile, followed by a sneer that really is a smile. Then, a glass of Pinot Noir (that only one of them knows how to pronounce) and an accidental touch that is not accidental at all.

Another evening, this time in a restaurant, their table in a secluded area. Their conversation carefully avoids topics that remind them of an uncomfortable past – until one of them announces the ridiculousness of the whole situation, propriety be damned. From then on their talk is easier, because nobody feels like they have to hold back who they are.

Their first kiss doesn't come until until their fifth date and is a surprise to both of them.