Rifiuto: Non Miriena
Question: when are the students coming back to find their teachers together?
Answer: Not for another few chapters
A/N: Sorry for the long wait... and the short chapter.
Thanks to Beautifully Tragic Girl, ToThoseWhoGroundMe, Hedwig466, musicgal3, Issa(dot)wicked17, and lizziemagic for reviewing 25.
Two weeks passed.
The snow was slowly melting; so Elphaba stayed with Fiyero. She wouldn't be able to go back to her apartment until the roads were opened again. Several accidents had been caused due to the amount of snow, so people were asked to stay out of vehicles, and walk everywhere, until it was safe enough to drive. And that meant that Elphaba stayed with Fiyero, since she lived fourteen blocks away from Fiyero. And while she could walk back, Fiyero didn't want her walking the fourteen blocks to her apartment, especially at night.
Since they were essentially living together because of the snow, they had fallen into a steady rhythm over the two weeks, she spending afternoons reading as Fiyero graded papers, looking through photo albums, evenings chatting over dinner, and nights laying in bed together. They talked about their classes, their students, and what they'd done before coming to Shiz High. Neither brought up Elphaba's admirer, although Fiyero couldn't help silently laughing at how thick Elphaba seemed to be.
Elphaba awoke one morning to find herself alone in the bedroom. After climbing out of bed and getting dressed, she went into the kitchen, to find Fiyero leaning against the counter, watching the snow.
"Yero?"
He turned, to see her in his shirt, her hair a mess, her eyes sleepy. "Morning." She went to him, stealing a kiss before taking the cup he offered.
"So, what are we doing today?" He sighed.
"Well, it looks like the snow's melting. Want to go for a walk?" She met his eyes.
"Sure."
They finished breakfast, and then pulled their coats on, before leaving the house. She held out her hand, and he took it, kissing her gloved fingers before pulling her along.
They walked down the street, passing parents and children, and as they entered the park, he took her hand, slipping his fingers through hers. She glanced quickly at their gloved hands, before sharing a smile with him. Eventually, they stopped at a vendor and bought a couple cups of hot chocolate before continuing on.
"It's beautiful here." He nodded. Eventually, they stopped at the footbridge and watched the other patrons ice skating on the pond. "I love winter, don't you, Yero?" She turned, to him. "Yero?" It was then that she was hit with a snowball, and when she wiped the snow from her face, she saw Fiyero holding another snowball. "Don't. Don't you dare!" He hit her again, and this time, she grabbed a heap of snow and threw it at him.
They spent time in a snowball fight, chasing each other and throwing snowballs.
"Come on, Fae. Let's go get something to eat." Fiyero said, holding out his hand and helping her to her feet.
"Where are we going to eat?"
"Where do you want to eat?"
She thought a moment.
"Wilted Rose?"
"Sounds good."
"Hey Yero-"
"Fae-"
"You go first, Yero."
He turned to her.
"What is it with you and snowball fights?"
"Nothing!"
"It doesn't seem like nothing."
"You're the one that always starts them!"
"I do not! Why in Oz would I start a snowball fight?"
"You never take responsibility for starting them!"
"Hey! Who started this one?"
They continued to bicker as they walked the sidewalk, passing children making snowmen and angels, parents wrapped in coats as they watched their children, teenagers with cups of cocoa, and presents in their hands. Eventually, they made it to the entrance to the park, checked the traffic, and hurried across the street, making it to the other side and fighting the crowds going in the opposite direction.
When they came to a vacant space on the sidewalk, they linked arms, Elphaba leaning into Fiyero as they walked.
Neither noticed Milla as they passed.