Hey! I thought I'd try out a Hunger games fanfic! What do you think? Comment below! I own nothing, it's all Suzanne Collins'
Katniss POV
I woke up screaming, sweat on my brow, out of breath.
"Katniss!? Are you alright?"
I attempted to slow my breathing, "Yeah... I'm ok, thanks."
His lips pulled up into a fake smile as he turned to leave
"Wait!" He paused and pushed the door open to come back in, "Will you stay?"
Peeta's eyebrows rose, surprised, "Su-sure," He came the rest of the way in and kicked the door closed, slowly walking over to my bed. I scooted over to give him room and he slid under the covers. I waited a moment, then scooched back over to Peeta, snuggling into his arm. He wrapped me in his embrace, and my entire body relaxed, melting into his touch, his smell, his warmth. Peeta rubbed circles on my back with his thumbs and kissed the top of my head. We just layed there, being close in comfortable silence. I felt Peeta's breaths become shallow, {He must be asleep.} I thought, I wasn't far behind him. But I wanted to try something out before I drifted.
"I love you, Peeta," I whispered. The words just felt so true, so right, that in that moment I knew it was true. But nothing will ever make me feel as good as it did when I heard him whisper back,
"I love you too, Katniss."