A New Threat: Chapter 1
KATNISS POV
I'm alone when I wake up, I'm thinking Peeta must be in the kitchen making breakfast for me like he has been doing lately. I'm really happy with my life at the moment. Peeta and I are happily living together and we are having the best time. It's so nice not having anything to worry about. We're not married or even engaged but I like not having any pressure.
We visit Haymitch all the time because... well, he needs looking after. I know this is weird, but I'm starting to think of Haymitch as more of a friend now. If he has had his alcohol for the day, he is almost like a normal person to be around.
So I walk down the stairs and find Peeta making breakfast. "Mmm, what's for breakfast?" I question. "Bacon and Eggs, is that okay?" Peeta replies. "Perfect" I answer. "Good, and I better tell you, we are running low on wine for Haymitch" Peeta says. "Oh, he'll live" I say. "Yes but will we, after he finds out?" Peeta asks. I start laughing and Peeta smiles at me. "I hope so, but for now, let's focus on breakfast" I say. "Oh, alright" Peeta says finishing the conversation along with a kiss.
We go and buy some alcohol for Haymitch and drop it by his house. This is sort of becoming a routine. He doesn't say thank you as usual, he just groans, so we leave. "So lovebirds, how's it going?" He suddenly asks as Peeta goes to open the door. "Fine" I say. "No, the truth" he demands. "Seriously, we are fine" I tell him, "I don't believe it, knowing you two you, there is almost always some sort of drama" he says. I am actually offended by this. "You're just drunk" Peeta says. Haymitch smirks. "Why, don't you take me seriously?" Haymitch questions us, "No, especially not when your in this condition" Peeta says. I laugh, "You know, you two seem a lot happier lately and I'm not sure I like it" Haymitch says. I don't know what to say. "There was usually no time for happy when we had the rebellion to think about, but now that everything is over, at least we can try to be happy, and there's nothing wrong with that" Peeta explains. This is the thing, Peeta has always had a way with words. We are usually thinking the same thing but I never know how to say it, it always comes out wrong, but Peeta seems to always say it right, which is what I need. This seems to shut Haymitch up. There is a long silence. I feel like Haymitch has read my mind when he breaks the silence and says "Katniss needs you boy, to do the talking for her." Haymitch tells him. "What do you mean?" Peeta asks. "Well if you weren't here for her, where would she be?" Haymitch asks Peeta. There is another long silence after Peeta gives me a cheeky smile, which makes me feel uncomfortable. "Okay that's enough" I say. Haymitch and Peeta laugh at me, and to be honest, I'm holding in a laugh aswell. "Let's go" I demand as I grab Peeta's arm and pull him out the door.
As we are walking away from Haymitch's house, Peeta asks me "What's wrong? Don't you think he's right?" "Do you think he's right?" I ask at him, a bit louder. "No no, don't take it the wrong way, I'm just making sure you're okay" he says, trying to comfort me. "I'm fine Peeta" I say, a little annoyed and I'm not too sure why. "You sure?" He asks me one final time, "Yes" then I give him a kiss to convince him.
PEETA POV
When Katniss kisses me, I start to feel sorry for her. I probably shouldn't have laughed at her with Haymitch. Katniss and I have been so happy lately and I don't want to ruin that. This is the happiest we have ever been by far and one day, I hope we can get married and have children, if that's what she wants, but I don't want to do anything drastic too soon.
As we are walking down the street, Katniss asks me "So, what do you want to do now?" "What about we drop by my bakery?" I reply. "Yes! I would love that!" Katniss answers. "Okay great!" I tell her.
We have so much fun making bread, we completely loose track of time. "Are you hungry?" I ask her, "Yeah, a little bit why?" She asks me. "Because we completely forgot about lunch!" I tell her. "We better go then" she says and we leave the bakery.