Every day when Greasy Sae comes over to make breakfast, Peeta accompanies her. At first it seemed a little awkward, but after a week, things feel more comfortable. We talk, joke, laugh. For the first week or so, Peeta left when Sae did, but he recently started staying for a while to talk with me some more. We play a lot of Real or Not Real to help clear any remaining problems he was having. After about a month of Peeta joining Sae and me for breakfast, Sae says she has an announcement
"Ok, girl" she says, looking at me "I love coming over and talking to you and cooking for you, but with more and more people returning to twelve, I'm going to open my kitchen up again soon. I won't have time for you anymore" she says. The first thing I find myself thinking is; this is my only reason for Peeta coming over. I sneak a side glance at him, but look away quickly when I see that he is also looking back at me.
"I'll finish out the week, but then you're on your own" she says. She stands and gathers the dishes, taking them to the kitchen. Peeta and I sit in silence until I decide to try and say something, even after being the Mockingjay; I'm still not good with words.
"I... we..." I can't find the words for what I'm trying to say, probably because I don't know what I'm trying it say "You've been staying in your victor house, right?" I ask him. I already know the answer, I don't know why I asked.
"Yeah" he says quietly
"So we're both alone" I say, just as quiet as him
"Yes" he says, stiffening a little
"You know... there are a lot of empty rooms here"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah... If you want... I mean, we are both alone... we could, I mean you could... you can stay here, with me" I finally get out. I mentally smack myself for sounding like an idiot. Sae walks back in then, gathering her things
"Well, I'll see you two tomorrow" she says, leaving. We sit in silence for a little bit
"Katniss..." Peeta says "I still have... episodes occasionally. I don't want to hurt you or have you to be afraid in your own home" he says softly. I look at him, into his bright blue eyes. They are finally his again, not faded and cloudy like they were when he was first rescued. They are still not quite what they used to be, but still amazing
"I'm not worried" I tell him. He looks surprised; but I'm not sure why. He hasn't done anything to hurt me since the incident with his gun in the capitol, but that was in the capitol and it takes since that being there would set him off; I tell him that too. He sits silent for a bit before replying
"I'm not quite so sure" he says in almost a whisper. I reach across the table and take his hand, hesitating a little
"I... I trust you" I tell him "And I feel better when you're here" I say, honestly. He smiles a little, I missed that; there was a long time when he would never smile
"Me too" he says "I... guess we can try" I can't help smiling a little
"Ok" is all I say
"So when can I..."
"Whenever you get your stuff over here" I tell him
"I could do that today"
"I could help you"