Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot. Although I seriously wish I owned Cato.
A/N: I updated when I said I would! Sure it's 11:30 pm on Sunday night, but I did technically update this weekend... Anyway, I really liked this chapter so I hope you do too! :)
Glimmer was literally shaking all through dinner. She really needed to get this under control before the games. Her heart was racing, and he hadn't even snuck out yet. Since her room was on the third floor, the chances of her running into someone going down on the elevator was very slim, and when she actually sat down to think about it, she realized the sneaking out might not be so difficult. In fact, she was pretty sure she could do it without much problem.
Unfortunately, when the time came to act on it, she realized how incredibly dangerous it was to sneak out. Sneaking out of the Capitol building right before the games had to look bad, and sneaking out to meet with another tribute? That was probably unforgivable. But she'd made a promise, and so she slipped into her clothes and into the hallway. Then into the foyer. And finally, out into the elevator. Thank god there wasn't a key, she thought as she pressed the button for the gardens. And then she was in the gardens.
The beauty that surrounded her made her smile. She hadn't seen anything like that since she left her home so many years ago, and her mother had planted each flower by hand. But she tore herself away from the memories and glanced around to see if he had arrived yet. She couldn't see him, and for a second she thought he wouldn't come, but then someone turned her around by the shoulders, and she was looking into those icy blue eyes.
"Oh," it came out as more of a gasp than an exclamation though, and her efforts to retain her posture were futile.
He was smirking at her again, in that teasing yet so attractive way, and she could physically feel her heart melting. She wasn't sure how long she could stand there without making a complete fool out of herself.
"It's a shame I'll have to kill you," he said as he ran his thumb across her cheek.
Glimmer was literally shaking. She wasn't sure how that line made her more attracted to him, but it did. She was living second to second, and she wasn't sure what would happen if thought about it. She couldn't speak, because she didn't know what to say, and she never would have, not if she'd thought about it for a thousand years. She'd never felt like this before, so utterly helpless, and not wanting to change it for the world.
And then he kissed her. And even though she knew absolutely nothing about him, and they were standing their killer's gardens, the moment couldn't have been more perfect. He was so in control, and she was hopelessly caught up, and the kiss only fortified that in her mind. But the way he was kissing her, the way the night smelled, the stars that were shining down, nothing could change the way she felt in that moment.
She walked back to the elevator long after he'd left her, the stardust still in her eyes. She reached their floor and walked back into the foyer, her guard still down. It was only then she saw someone standing right in front of her.
"Marvel, what the hell are you doing?" She only realized how loud she was when the room went even quieter.
"What am I doing?! I don't think I'm the one you should be worrying about." There was contempt in his voice, and she knew he knew something. Her sharp voice was gone, and all that was left were the emotions that filled her.
"Glimmer, don't do this," his face was so close she could feel his breath, and she knew she needed to get away before something happened she couldn't take back.
As she lay in bed that night, one thing was clear, kissing Cato was risky, kissing Marvel was asking for a disaster.
Okay so who do you like better, Cato or Marvel? Come on, I know you've got an opinion... :)