Apparently the little prologue I posted piqued your interest. So here's some more. This one's pretty short too, but I promise they will get longer. This one is pretty much just to set the scene. Enjoy!
I sit down by the hearth, the heat painting my front as I heard the door swing open and the heavy footsteps belonging to the man I knew best. Gale.
"Evening, Catnip," he drops his bag next to the couch with a clang and runs behind me, lifting me off the ground.
I shriek as my feet leave the wooden floor, pressing my back against his chest. "Gale! Put me down!"
He drops me suddenly. I feel his surprise at my reaction to him coming home from a long day at the mines.
Gale spins me around, locking his eyes onto mine. "You all right?"
I pry myself from his arms and answer with a snap. "Yeah. I'm fine."
I barely see the look of confusion on his face that follows me as I stalk across the room to the kitchen.
"You don't seem fine," his deep voice bounces off of the walls.
"Oh really? Now you care?" I face him with my arms crossed.
"The hell's that supposed to mean? Of course I care! You're my wife!"
I roll my eyes. "Do you care because it's about me or because it's your job as my husband to care?"
"Katniss! Don't pull that crap with me. I care because I love you. I shouldn't have to explain myself!" I hear anger creep into his voice.
"When was the last time you told me that?" I narrow my eyes at him.
"Do I really need to tell you that every day? You know I love you. Don't you?" He adds the last part hesitantly, as though he's not quite as sure of himself anymore.
I sigh, looking at my arms. "Yeah. I know. I'm sorry. It's been a long day and I'm tired. I didn't mean to snap at you like that."
Keeping my gaze on my arms, I hear him walk to me, taking me into an embrace, keeping my feet planted on the floor this time.
He mutters into my hair. "I understand. It's okay. Just know that I'll always love you, no matter what."
I nod in response, wrapping my arms half-heartedly around his waist, even though it isn't okay.
This is the beginning of the end.
