7. Midnight Meetings

As I lay there wondering, thinking of all the possibilities that Peeta may have planned out, the train shudders a bit. Must be a rusty track, I think.

Since its only around 10:30 pm, I decide to get a little rest before I meet Peeta. My room had an alarm on the side table, so I walk over to it, and set it for 12:25, since it should only take a minute or two to get to Peeta's room.

I climb into bed and close my eyes, almost forcing my body into a restless slumber. I toss and turn for a while, having troubling dreams about my father and Prim.

Time passes by quickly and soon enough, my alarm is blaring, setting me awake quickly. I jump out of bed and shut it off fast, hoping that the noisy thing didn't wake any other passengers. I unbraid my messy hair, and quickly re-braid it into a single one flowing down my back.

I get dresses in casual jeans and a dark blue t shirt and sweatshirt and quietly slip out of my room. Effie told us earlier that it is not permitted for us to leave our rooms after bed time or before breakfast, but I decided that if she caught me, she'd just have to make an exception.

I find Peeta's room and softly knock on the door. The door opens and blue eyes look at me in the darkness. Peeta lets me in and I am immediately in awe. Somehow Peeta managed to sneak in or persuade Effie to let him bring candles to his room. Peeta leads me to his bed and pulls me in for a tight hug.

He whispers in my ear, "Catpiss, no matter what happens in that arena, I am ready to die for you. I hope you know that." I pull back a bit to look in his eyes. They showed care, love, and worry. "I know Peeta. And I would do the same." Peeta then puts his hand on my cheek and pulls my lips to his.

It's a rough kiss. Rougher than any kiss we'd ever had. I knew it was because of the circumstances. We lay down on the bed, still entangled with each other. My hands were in Peeta's hair, his arms up the back of my shirt, his warm hands, rubbing my back gently.

"I love you Katniss." Peeta whispered, in a way that made me want to melt inside.

"I love you too Peeta." I whisper back. Peeta rolls on top of me. He leans over me, the question in his eyes, is this ok? Are you ok with this?

I kiss him again and nod. He starts kissing me again, while gently pulling my shirt up, but not off. His shirt is already off along with my sweatshirt that I took off when I came into the room. He tosses his shirt into the pile, kissing me the whole time.

After a while of making out, we both slip underneath his comforter, drowsy from the day's events. Peeta kisses the top of my head and tightens his arms around me, falling asleep. As I watch the shallow movement of his chest, I fall asleep thinking of the brutal arena;

Where fates were undecided and you could be killed in the blink of an eye; the hardest thing to do was think about Peeta, how much I loved him, and how I could lose him so fast.


a/n: a little bit of peeniss fluff ;) review for me? also, if youve seen the movie, what was your favorite part? :)