Together chapter 1
Summary: sequel to Catching The Girl On Fire. Katniss and Peeta Mellark go through the struggles of post war, marriage, and raising children. It would be impossiable alone, but thank God they are together.
/lyrics from Taylor Swift, "Fearless." My kissing scenes are weird. I have never kissed anyone, unless you count my pillow. I'm just a hopeless romantic who reads and watches alot of movies. This is earler then I said I would get it to you, I'm just so excited. I don't think I will post everyday this month. Will not be posting tomorrow and Christmas day. I love reviews! Only takes a few momments to leave one./
I yawn and roll over on the bed to face my husband. He sleeps peacefully, no trace of nightmares last night. I study his face. His long blonde eyelashes, his pale skin, the way his blue eyes flutter open and turn to look at me. The way his lips curve into a smile when he fully awakens.
"Good morning beautiful," he says, brushing the hair out of my face.
"Good morning handsome," I smile at him.
He yawns and gets up out of bed. The sudden movement makes me awkwardly nauseous. It doesn't last for long, so I get up and wrap my arms around Peeta's waist.
"Happy anniversary, Mr. Mellark," I say.
"Happy anniversary, Mrs. Mellark," he says.
Today is our first wedding anniversary. A year ago today became husband and wife. I became Mrs. Mellark. We became one. I'm always thinking life can't get much better then this but everytime Peeta proves me wrong.
With you I dance in a storm in my best dress.
"What do you want for breakfeast?" Peeta asks.
"What do you want for breakfeast?" I echo.
"I asked you first."
"I asked you second."
He laughs. "Okay, how about cheese buns?"
"Sounds good to me," I grin.
We walk down the stairs together, hand in hand. I'm basiclly dragging him, he seems to be in no rush. We finally get to the kitchen and start making the cheese buns. Peeta mixes the flour and all together while I get a pan and spray it. We have decided that I can not cook. So I usually just do this is or shoot the meat.
We make the cheese buns and put them in the oven. While I am setting the timer Peeta comes up behind me and picks me up at my waist. I squeal (a sound only he can get out of me) as he sets me down on the counter. I smile at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. I feel that odd sickness again, but it passes soon enough.
We stare into each others eyes for awhile until he finally kisses me. In this momment everything is perfect. Capture it, remember it.
The timer is going off before we pull apart, out of breath. I giggle at his face and brush the bangs from his forehead. I hop off the counter out of his embrace, leaving him looking dazed. I shut the timer off and pull the cheese buns out and let them cool. When they are just cool enough to eat, I grab two in one hand and take Peeta's hand in the other. I guide him to the couch and push him down on it. He still looks like he is in another world, so I sit down on his lap and push a cheese bun in his face. He looks up and smiles at my childlikeness. He tears off half the cheese bun and stuffs it in my face.
It's the first kiss, it's love, it's really something.
This stuff happens all the time.
Life with Peeta is amazing.
Cause I don't know how it gets better then this.