As always, Brutus is in bold, Cashmere is in regular. I would love any reviews! Thanks
Brutus smiled, amused by her excitement. He would have never thought that Cashmere could get so excited about some fish, but here she was. And he was actually pretty excited about it too. "Well," he said, taking her hand and nearly dragging her out of the kitchen so that they could leave. "If you can't wait, then let's go," he smiled, raising an eyebrow at her shoes again. "Do you think you can walk there, or should I just carry you?" he teased, then gave her mock-hurt look. "Finnick? No way. I'm way better looking than that guy," he grinned, then shrugged a shoulder. "You wouldn't punch me though. You're too nice to me to actually go and hurt me." he paused, giving her a look. "Seriously, is something wrong…?"
She smiled at him taking her hand. She thought she was going crazy, and she needed to snap out of it. She forced her normal face on. "I'm fine, but if you want to carry me, I wouldn't mind," she responded.
"That is true," she said playfully. After hearing his last comment she started faking a cough. "I'm fine. Just sick, no biggie," she lied horribly. Cashmere looked away, hoping he couldn't see her face.
Brutus laughed a little at her smile, then smiled back at her. He liked that he could make her smile. And she made him smile just the same. "Wouldn't mind? So I guess I'm lucky enough to carry you to the garden?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her. "You agree?" he questioned, then nodded his head. "I mean, of course you agree," he joked, then frowned a little. "Sick? Do you think we should be going if you're sick?" he asked worriedly, holding a hand to her forehead. "It doesn't feel like you have a temperature. You sure that's it?" he asked, frowning slightly when she looked away from him. "You sure you're alright, Cashmere…?"
Her smile grew bigger. "Only if you want to," she responded, adding "yes I agree. Why? You don't?" She laughed at her own comment.
She gave up. "Okay, I'm not sick, Brutus. I just don't want to tell you. It's embarrassing, okay?" she said, hoping that was enough. But knowing Brutus, it probably wasn't. She squeezed his hand. "I'm fine, really," she said.
Brutus grinned, scooping her up so that he was holding her bridal-style. "Alright, then. I think I will carry you," he laughed, then shrugging a shoulder. "Oh, I agree. I just didn't think that you would agree. Isn't it like Panem law that every girl has to be obsessed with Finnick?" he teased. "Aw, Cash, it can't be that embarrassing… And you know that you can tell me anything, so you might as well tell me…" he said, wanting to know what was up. By nature, Brutus was a very curious person and wanted to know everything. And he especially wanted to know what was up with Cashmere. "If you say so…" he finally said with a sigh, shaking his head to himself. He really wanted to know.
She wrapped her hands around his neck. "Yay!," she exclaimed. "It might be the law, but I'm not following it." She excitedly kicked her feet in the air.
"It's pretty embarrassing," she admitted. "I do know I can tell you everything, Brutus." She really wanted to tell him, but like she said, it was embarrassing. "You promise you won't laugh?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.
Brutus grinned at her excitement, then laughed. "Oh, so you're a lawbreaker now? Never would have thought you had it in you, Cashmere," he joked with her. "Oh, really, it can't possibly be as embarrassing as you're making it out to me," he said, but it sounded she was going to tell him, so he was glad about that. "Good. If you know you can tell me anything, then you should tell me what's up," he paused, then shook his head. "I swear on my life that I won't laugh at whatever you're gonna tell me."He said, completely honest about it.
She put on a cheesy face. "Rawr," she said. "It is pretty embarrassing, though. I'm just nervous, okay?" She took a deep breath. She looked away. "I like you," she mumbled and turned her head back to face him. She hoped he never heard her. She took another deep breath.
Brutus smiled at that, rolling his eyes at her. She was so funny, and he loved it. People in two didn't always have the best sense of humor, so it was fun to mess around with her. "Don't be nervous…" he trailed off, waiting for her to say what it was. When she said that, he didn't laugh, just like she had promised, but his eyes widened a little. "You're… Serious?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. It was strange, imagining that Cashmere, the girl who he had been friends with for forever liked him. He kind of thought that she might have just been joking with him or something. Pulling his leg. Yeah, that had to be it.
She smiled back. Brutus and Cashmere always had the best of times. She threw her head back and smiled. When he didn't respond, she became nervous. He had a girlfriend. I knew it, she thought. She looked at him, staring off into space. "Well..?" she questioned before nervously looking away. She was afraid of his thoughts. I should have never said it. She was beating herself up mentally. Why did I go and say that? She hated herself for admitting it to him. She wanted to scream.
Brutus tried to process the whole thing in his head. So Cashmere liked him. Cashmere go he always had the best times with, the one who he joked with and the one that he loved to tease. And she actually liked him, not joking. But he didn't exactly know how he felt about that. "Cash, I just… I never really thought of you like that before…" he trailed off, not knowing what to say. He felt bad by not really telling her how he felt about it, but he didn't really know how he felt about it. "Why don't we go to the garden now?" he asked softly. He felt bad about this whole thing, really he did.
She was a nervous reck. She should have never told him. She was so mad at her self. "I told you it was embarrassing," she said. She shook her head in disapproval. "And stupid," she added. He has a girlfriend. Your an idiot. Why did you do that? She couldn't stop beating herself up. "Sure," she whispered.
Brutus sighed, kissing the top of her head and giving her a little smile. "It's not embarrassing, Cash," he paused, shaking his head. "Or stupid," he paused, just looking at her for a moment. She looked like she was mentally beating herself which, he then realized, she probably was. "Stop beating yourself up over it. You're not being fair to yourself. I'm the one that being an idiot… I just… I never really thought about you like that, you know what I mean? I wish I could just say that I have but… Gah, I'm no good at talking about feelings. You know that," he said, frowning for half a second before smiling again. "You're gonna love the garden. It's amazing," he said, balancing her in one arm to open the door and then kicking it closed once he was out.
She smiled when he kissed her forehead. "I just shouldn't of said it, Brutus. And you're not an idiot. I'm not good talking about what I feel, either. I just.. Why is this so complicated?" she said and buried her face in his shoulder. She didn't want to see his expression. How was killing 23 people easier than this? She looked at him when he mentioned the garden and smiled. "Your arms probably hurt.." she sighed.
Brutus shook his head, sighing. "No, I'm glad that you said it. I wanted to know what was wrong, and you told me. So you didn't do anything wrong… God, careers really are bad at the whole 'talking about feelings' type of thing, huh?" he joked, smiling a little when she buries her face into his shoulder. She was so cute when she did stuff like that… This really was complicated. "Why would my arms hurt? From carrying you? You're practically light as a feather," he said, smiling widely at her. "Besides, I would want you to walk and risk breaking your ankles in those things," he said, glancing at her shoes.
"I think it's because we killed people and it makes us crazy; we're afraid of telling people how we feel because we think they're out to get us. But I think it's better if you talk to another Career," she said and smiled. Cashmere sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm not that light, Brutus." she laughed. She loved being with him. "Well, I did make it from the train to your house, so that's good." she said.
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