Katniss and Peeta:
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Thanks again for reading. I took the suggestions of some of my reader(s) that I should clarify which pov's is it on the story. So here is it.
Chapter Ten:
Peeta's (pov's):
I woke at the first sign of light, a new day has come. I rub my eyes with my hands and look over at Katniss who is still sleeping beside me. Her long brown hair cascades over the pillow, covering half her face. I softly tuck it behind her ear and caress her soft cheek with my index finger. I can't believe what we had done last night. It was an amazing feeling and I was glad it was her. I look at her hoping that she will not regret everything this morning.
When she told me last night that she loves me I believed her, but now I'm not so sure, because of the flashbacks that I sometimes get. All I can see when I have those horrible flashbacks were Katniss trying to kill me or I try to kill her. I hate what the Capitol had done to me, I know Katniss will not hurt me, not physically at least; I thought.
I stare at her features and saw the many emotions that flit on her face when she sleeps. The warmth of her body beside me was comforting. I gently kiss her on the lips; she stirs but did not wake up. I scoot gently and quietly away from her and swing my legs off of the bed. I stood up and padded as quietly as I can into the bathroom.
I turn on the tap in the shower and steps into the running water. My stomach jumps at the thought of the previous night and I smiled. I know the road ahead will be hard, but I will ask her to marry me as soon as we talk about the previous night. I sigh and finish my shower, I step off the tub and towel dries my body. I put on clean clothes and quietly went downstairs to start breakfast.
I sat on the kitchen chair while the coffee is brewing and started to lists all the things that we still need for the bakery, but it's hard to concentrate when my head buzz with a lot of things that had happened before and after the revolution.
I hear footsteps above me, then the sound of her boots descending down the stairs. I put all the papers aside and waited for her.
"'morning, Peeta," she says, a big smile on her lips. But, then she pauses just for a minute at the door, judging me cautiously her smile vanish. I wonder if she sees the emotions on my face. I stood up and pour coffees in the cups I took from the cupboard.
"'morning, Katniss," I said giving her a slight awkward smile.
"Did you have breakfast already?" she ask, sitting in front of me.
"No…not yet, I'm waiting for you," I answered, handing her a cup of coffee. Katniss looks at me, a frown on her face. She did not say anything, but helped me to put the breakfast on the table. The silence that followed was deafening.
Maybe she can see the worry on my face. The air became heavy and awkward, making me more anxious. We sat and begun eating. I can't think of anything to say while we eat, so I say nothing, but Katniss keep on staring at me so intently; it reminds me of the time when we were at the second game, the Quarter Quell, when I got electrocuted. I see that look now; worried and sad.
"Are you okay, Peeta?" she asks me.
I drop my gaze and look down on the floor. "I'm not sure…"
"Hey…what is it? Is it about last night?" Katniss ask, taking my hands on hers. I feel guilt overwhelm me once again.
"No…I mean yes! I'm sorry about last night, Katniss," I said softly looking at her.
"You mean you're sorry you slept with me? Because, I am not sorry about what happened last night, Peeta. I wanted it and what I said is true. I love you," Katniss said looking at me straight in the eye. When I said nothing, she added.
"You don't believe that I love you?" she asked me. I sighed and feel awful. Of course I love her. How could she think that I don't? I look at her with disbelief and asked, "Why, Katniss?"
"What do you mean why?" Katniss ask me with a confuse look; her eyes glisten with unshed tears.
"I have to ask why you said you love me, because I am not sure if you really do love me," I tell her softly. I hear her gasps and when I look at her there was tears in her eyes. Then she got up and sat beside me.
I feel her arms go around me and pulling me closer to her and kiss me gently on the lips. The touch of her soft lips against mine sets my whole body on fire. She pulls away from me and smile.
"Peeta, there is no one I will love other than you. I love you, I hope you know that?" Katniss said. I said nothing, then I pulled her closer and this time I kiss her. After our talk I decided to go to town to check the construction of the bakery, we decided that Katniss will meet me to town later on today to have lunch together. She wants to go to the meadow and hunt for a little bit. We said good-bye and I head to town.
Katniss (pov):
It's been six month after Peeta proposed. It took another six month before we became husband and wife, and we couldn't be happier. The horrible nightmares are also far in between now, even Peeta's flashbacks are no longer as bad as it used to, there are weeks that he doesn't even have them and they are manageable.
As I help him stack the shelves with freshly baked bread and cookies, I thought about the conversation we had right after our wedding. He told me that he wanted children, but I told him that I don't want any. I told him I'm not ready and will never be ready. I have seen enough heartache and pain to last me a lifetime and every time I thought about a child, I always see my sister Prim, her beautiful smile and caring nature, she will never grow old and I missed her very much. But, watching Peeta now, how he interact with his customers especially with the children I know he will be a good father someday. I just don't know if I can give it to him.
"What are you thinking?" Peeta ask me, smiling. I was jolted from my reverie and I smile back at him.
"You…and those pies you're baking," I said teasingly.
"Well…now I know I have a competition," he chuckles and went back to what he was doing. The front store chimes and three customers came in. I attend to them and force myself to forget about the thought of having children. After an hour, I tell Peeta that I will be heading back home, we kissed and I left.
The bright sunlight coming through the curtains woke me and when I open my eyes it hurts me and I squinted against it. Peeta's arm is around me protectively. I can feel his warm breath on my neck as he snores lightly. I turn around slowly to face him. I watch him as he sleeps; his face is relaxed with a slight smile on his lips. I run my hand gently on his back making small circles. His eyes flutter open and he smiles as he sees me.
"Good morning, sweetheart," he says, pulling me closer to him and kisses me on my forehead. Then I kiss him on the lips and he moans. When he kisses me on my neck I moan softly and Peeta makes love to me again, like the previous night.
After we had breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen, we get dressed and we head out to a chilly fall day. As Peeta and I walk through the town, we are greeted by an array of people from District 12 and some from District 13, who chose to settle here after the rebellion. We saw Haymitch once or twice a month; right now he is visiting a friend from District 4.
This flu has been bugging me for almost a week now. Peeta was so worried that he did not go to the bakery today. When I finally convinced him that I am feeling much better, he left to see how the store is doing.
"I won't take long. If you need anything, call me, you hear?" Peeta said looking at me worriedly.
"I'll be fine. I just need a little rest. I'll go to bed and sleep it off. Go on," I said, finally convincing him to go.
I jolted out of bed, feeling dizzy and my stomach is churning. I barely got to the bathroom in time before I puke my guts out. I was sitting on the floor, vomiting for the third time when Peeta came into the room. He kneeled beside me and cradles my head; he wipes my face with a cool face cloth.
"Katniss, this is the second day you've vomited. We have to get you to the doctor," Peeta said worriedly.
"No, I'm fine. I don't need a doctor, it's just flu," I say, pulling myself up. Peeta carry me to our bed and lie there feeling drained and tired.
"Katniss, if you won't see a doctor let me at least call Greasy Sae. I'm sure she has something to settle your stomach." Greasy Sae, although not like my mother when it comes to curing people, I know she knows a thing or two about brewing herbal medicine for some minor cures.
"Fine," I tell him.
An hour later, Peeta arrive with Greasy Sae. She asked Peeta to boil water while she went upstairs to see me. I tried to stand up, but dizziness overcomes me.
"Don't bother getting up. How are you feeling?" she ask me.
"Really tired, and I've been throwing up a lot lately." I answer her with a small smile.
"Did you by any chance eat something that did not agree with you? How long did you say you have this?" she asked her brow furrow.
"No. The only thing I can stomach right now is dry crackers and it's been a week now," I said and ask her if there's anything that I can take to settle my stomach.
"I think you need to go to the doctor just like what Peeta suggested," says Greasy. She looks up when Peeta came into the room.
"Is there something wrong?" he asks worried, rubbing my arm soothingly.
"I'm not sure, but you should go to the doctor."
Peeta and I look at each other.
A/N: hope you like this chapter. Please…please review! Thanks.
