The Boy Who Stares

LabRat3000

Quick AN: I love all of you who reviewed! I thank all of you who favorited and alerted!

So, I'm probably going to say this again at the end, but I seriously want to know what you think of my characters. Is Marvel an evil slut? Is Glimmer a conniving bitch? Is Cato an aggressive sweetheart? Is Peeta really named Wheat? Is Clove a funny fish-stick? Tell me what you think please!

Recap: I was so angry at Peeta for everything, but I forgave him when he came to my house after being kicked out by his mom. He explained everything, and I felt like such a dick. Clove was there too, and we played chess. I told Peeta that he could move in with me, so he slept with me in my room. Actually, we didn't sleep. He was in the middle of giving me head, but someone walked in and ruined all the fun.

Chapter 12: The Storm

Suddenly the door to my room bursted open. "Hey C- OH MY GOD!"

Gale must've flinched at the sight of Peeta sucking me off. I had my eyes closed. I heard a sharp scream. When I opened my eyes I saw that behind him Foxface was silently laughing her tail off. The worst part though, was my mother. She was the one who screamed so loudly.

Peeta stopped completely for a second before throwing the covers on top of himself and the lower half of my body. "H-hi, mom! Hey, Gale, Foxface. Wh-what are doing here?"

My mom was dumbstruck. She looked to Foxface to explain. "Well, Gale told me your heart was broken. Obviously, that's not the case. I called your mom to tell her, and she told her boss it was a family emergency and that she had to leave. Even though it's like 9:30 pm on a school night, we all came over to make you feel better. Obviously, Peeta beat us to that. It really explains why Clove told us not to come. She said that if we did go to bring a watermelon, though, so here." Gale whose eyes were glued to my naked torso brought out the watermelon and laid it on the bed. Peeta's palm could not have slapped his face harder under the blanket.

"Gale, you poor fool, why would you let Cato go? Look at his abdomen. There are eight perfectly defined abs. Don't even get me started on his pecs. Plus, did you see how big his peni-" Foxface started.

"Okay, I get it!" Gale responded, cutting her off. He turned around and looked me over again. I was a little surprised that Foxface was talking so much. Usually she liked to stay back and hide in the shadows.

"I mean, seriously. I'd have been all over him if he was straight. I mean, look at him. His arms, even his broken one, are so big. Plus, his butt is-"

"Jessie, we get it." Gale repeated. It was obvious he was holding himself back. I'm sure he wanted to jump on me.

"I'm not trying to make you feel dumb, but you are. I mean, seriously-" Foxface continued.

"Excuse me, Jessie, I can hear you. Oh, and by the way, you should really stop spending so much time with Clove." I stated. I felt Peeta chuckle by my side.

My mother cleared her throat and hurried Gale and Foxface out. As they were leaving, I heard Gale whisper to Foxface. "I wonder why Clove told us to bring the watermelon. I mean, I would understand a banana or something, but what does a watermelon have to do with anything?"

I looked up to see my mom's stunned face. I totally forgot about her. I mean, her son, me, was naked in bed with a boy, and two kids next to her are talking about how hot he is. Once the three of us were alone, she addressed the situation. "This is not how I expected my night to go. Cato, Jessie told me that Peeta broke your heart-"

"Mom, it was just a rumor, and I seriously overreacted." Through the corner of my eye I saw Peeta pull the blanket tighter around him.

"Peeta, I can see you. Why are you here in bed with my son at 9:30 on a school night?" she asked. He didn't move.

I decided on helping Peeta out in this awkward situation. "Well, actually, I needed to tell you something. Peeta told his mom about us, and she... kicked him out. I was wondering if he could stay here! Well, at least until his dad comes back."

My mom looked at my covered boyfriend. "Honey, of course he can. The thing is, I don't want to come into your room and see... that... ever again. Peeta can stay on the couch."

Peeta's head was slowly coming out of the blanket. "Thanks," he whispered.

"Peeta, dear, what happened? You have that nasty cut, and who gave you that bruise on your cheek."

"Well, Cato accidentally cut my cheek, and my mom hit me with the rolling pin when I came out to her." explained Peeta with a nervous chuckle.

She paused for a second, but eventually my mom came over a gave Peeta a small hug. If we weren't naked with only a shared blanket covering us, she probably would've given him more of a real hug. "Sweetie, that's terrible. You can stay with us as long as you like, but what I said before still applies. You need to sleep on the couch."

"Mom! That's so unfair! It'll be so much better for Peeta to sleep with me!" I argued.

"Um, no! Obviously, you won't be doing much sleeping in here. You can sleep with him on the couch if you want. I can hear what you're doing if you're there." she smirked at me victoriously.

"On the contrary, it'll tired us out, and we'll go to sleep. It's much quicker than us laying awake for hours before we get sleepy." I retorted. She gagged and glared at me. "Okay, come on Peeta. Let's go to the couch." I said in defeat.

We were about to get up, but my mom shrieked. "Ew! Let me get out, and you better put on some clothes!" I awkwardly laughed.

When she left, Peeta and I found our clothes around the room. I found my boxers in the closet. "I'm so sorry about all of that Peeta."

He looked at me and smiled. "Cato, that was terrifying, but it made me realize how perfect you are. If I was the one forced to talk while you were hiding under a blanket, I would've choked. I'm really lucky to have you. Oh, and I'm sorry that we didn't finish. I know how much you've wanted this." I bent down to grab his shirt, which I handed him with a smile.

"Seriously? I'd rather not have started than those three walking in on us." I joked. He laughed with his angelic voice again.

"Agreed. Foxface was a little too chatty, and Gale licked his lips when he walked in on us. Worst of all, I feel like every time your mom looks at me she's going to be thinking about me deep-throating you." Peeta looked so cute as he buttoned and zipped my pants for me.

"By the way, thanks for coming to sleep with me. I seriously need you now." By the time he was finished talking, we were millimeters apart. We we're passionately making out for a minute, at least, until my mom knocked on the door.

"Go to sleep. Now!" she warned us.

Peeta flinched away from me as soon as he heard her. I shook my head at him with a smile before saying, "Hey, go to the couch. I'll get some sheets."

When I did get the sheets, I found Peeta looking at all of my pictures in the living room. I snuck up behind him so that he wouldn't notice I was there. He picked a picture of me on my sixth birthday with Gale and Marvel. We were all wearing party hats, and we looked like the best of friends. That was before things became about sex and love.

I wrapped my hands around Peeta and grabbed the photo causing Peeta to shriek. I kissed his neck to calm him down, but he was mad at me for sneaking up on him like that. I chuckled as I got onto the couch which Peeta eventually got on and snuggled up to me.

"Hey, Cato, how did you three become friends?" Peeta asked.

I thought back to the time. I remembered it so well. I actually met them in Pre-K, but we didn't talk until Kindergarden. They both fought a lot, and I was always the one to split them apart. It was because I was the biggest kid, so I just felt that it was my duty. The teacher on the other hand would always give all three of us time-outs. Luckily, the room only had one time-out spot, so we sat together. Eventually, we discovered our mutual love of football and super heroes. I was usually Superman, Gale was usually Batman, and Marvel was Spiderman. Once we played superhero football which was my worst idea ever. We wore our super hero costumes from Halloween and played football, but at the end of the day we all got rashes. Peeta started laughing, and I realized that I reminisced out loud.

When Peeta was half asleep, I decided it was the best time to get some answers. "Hey Peeta," I whispered.

"Yes, hot-o, I mean, Cato?" he whispered back.

"Why does Clove always bring up a watermelon?" I asked him.

He yawned and replied, "I had this dream once before we started dating."

I waited for him to continue, but he ended there until I nudged him and asked, "What was the dream about? What happened."

"Oh nothing. I just smashed a watermelon and rubbed you with the juices. You thought I was giving," he yawned, "you a massage. We were both naked and had sex afterwards. It's no big," he yawned again before finishing with, "deal. I stopped telling Clove my dreams after that."

I couldn't really respond to that... at all, so I just ended up falling asleep. I looked outside the window before I did and saw that it was lightly raining.

When I woke up, I realized that Peeta was gone. I checked the time, and it was only six o'clock. I looked around and noticed that the rain outside was pouring heavily, and then I saw a flash of light. It wasn't even a second later before I heard the thunder.

I got off of the couch to go brush my teeth. I opened the bathroom to see Peeta brushing his teeth in the sexiest way possible, so I just stood next to him and started brushing as well. "So, Cato, did the thunder wake you up too?" Peeta asked.

"Probably," I replied, "or maybe it was because I noticed in my sleep that you were gone and I couldn't enjoy the peacefulness of sleep." I wrapped my free hand, the one that was almost completely healed, around his waist.

He giggled in the cutest way possible. "I love how you randomly say super lovey-dovey stuff. I woke up at five, and I made breakfast, by the way." He finished brushing his teeth and left. I quickly finished freshening up as well.

My mother had to work, so it was no surprise when I saw her up this early. "Kids, good news. Some lightning hit the school, so you won't have school for the rest of this week. It's good news because you guys can have a small party today if you want. By small party, I don't mean inviting everyone where you all get drunk. I mean like Clove, Gale, and the girl that looks like a fox can come over and watch a movie."

"Wait, mom, how are they going to get here in this storm?"

She chuckled. "The weather people said it would end at like ten. Oh yes, by the way, this boy said he was coming over at six-thirty. I didn't bother asking who though, and if they're trying to get here through this storm it must be important."

"Mom, that's in like two minutes! Why didn't you tell me this before?" I asked.

"Well, I was going to tell you last night, but after what I walked in on that was the last thing on my mind. Okay, well, I have to go."

"Wait!" Peeta shouted, "I made you a cinnamon roll to take to work!" She smiled at Peeta, took the roll in a napkin, and rushed out of the house.

I heard a knock at the door a few minutes later. When I opened the door with Peeta by my side, my jaw fell.

It was Marvel.

AN: Ooh! Why do you think Marvel's there?

I want to know what you think of my characters. Is Marvel an evil slut? Is Glimmer a conniving bitch? Is Cato an aggressive sweetheart? Is Peeta really named Wheat? Is Clove a funny fish-stick? Tell me what you think please!