Page 103 of Tracking Snow

"That’d be great." I brush the silken hair off her shoulder, leaning in and giving that spot I’m obsessed with another kiss. While I’m in lead, I plan to drop kisses there as often as possible.

"How about after we shower first though?" I’ve been dreaming of getting her wet in even more ways and now is my chance.

Snow shivers on top of me and nods with hooded eyes as if knowing exactly what I have in mind. Then after another deep, hot kiss, she gets up and pulls on a pair of shorts.

I stand up and the glaring sun cuts through the window and hits me square in the eyes. A sharp sting behind my nose is all the warning I have.

NO! all of the other six yell.

But it’s too late.

I sneeze into my hand.

Every muscle in my body tightens as I tense.

"You okay?" Snow says, touching my arm since I haven’t moved.

I nod slowly, but I don’t remove my hand from my face.

"Do you need a tissue?" she asks, looking around to try and locate one.

I shake my head, my shoulders dropping in defeat.

"You know how the others have powers," I say, already hating that I have to do this. My voice is nasal from how I’m holding my nose, though I’ve stopped nothing.

"Yes," she says slowly.

Oh dear god, Two shakes his head in shame.

Why did we let him take lead? Four bemoans.

I’m affronted by how embarrassed they are by me, but I get it.

This moment is literally my nightmare. Displaying my disgusting power in front of a girl I like. Hell, more than like. I’m borderline obsessed with her. And this is...the worst.

"I have one too, but uh, it’s not like theirs. It’s rather useless and err…embarrassing."

Snow laughs lightly. "What, do you accidentally sneeze your brains into your hand or something?"

I can hear the groan from Six, and Three buries his proverbial face to keep from seeing what’s about to happen.

With a heavy sigh, I pull my hand away and reveal five tiny pink pigs. They are each about the size of my thumbnail.

Snow stiffens, her eyes wide and trained on the tiny animals trotting around on my palm.

"This...this is your power?" she asks, blinking in disbelief.

Shame and embarrassment wash over me in heavy waves even as I nod.

I’m not sure if they come from the others or myself, but either way I want to fucking disappear.

Maybe the others were right. I should stick to the background, let the rest take lead. Forever. I can be in the shadows, suppressed like Seven.

Though now I wait for her disgust. For her to back out of the room, look at me like I’m a freak. And it’s so much worse that I’m standing here stark naked during this whole bit. I didn’t even get a chance to put on my boxers. I’ve never been more godsdamn vulnerable.

Kill. Me. Now.

Gladly, Seven offers with dark promise. I think of all of us, he hates what I can do the most. Aside from his own magic.