So this isn't a prompt but since it's the 100th chapter (already !) well I thought something fun was in order. It's an idea that popped into my head because, let's get real, Haymitch would be corny. XD

Another Big Big Big Day

The loud buzz of her alarm clock made Effie stir immediately but elicited nothing except a grunt from the man laying in her bed. She felt around her bedside table until her hand finally found the clock and switched it off. Two strong arms sneaked around her middle section and she smiled in contentment.

"Good morning." Her cheerful greeting was met with another grunt and a kiss on the nape of her neck, quickly followed by a rain of kisses on her throat when he turned her around in his arms.

She was quite pleased by that kind of waking up, she thought she could get used to it very quickly. She didn't know what had changed between her and Haymitch but it was different now. Sex wasn't quite just sex anymore. Since Katniss and Peeta's victory and the beginning of the obligatory Victory Tour he had become... a lot more affectionate. It was nothing to the untrained eyes and she wasn't sure he was aware of it himself but he had never spent as many nights in her bed or just touched her without them fighting first. He did little things too, watching her when he thought she wasn't looking, brushing his fingers against hers every time he handed her something...

His hand trailed down to her thigh, under the hem of her nightgown, and he crushed her mouth under his. The kiss was the lazy kind that made butterflies dance in her stomach. She gently grabbed his hand before it wandered too far. "Don't start something we can't finish." she chided him. "We have to get up."

He glanced at the clock and rolled his eyes. "It's barely six. Too early to be up, sweetheart." His voice was rough and still sleepy, she couldn't resist kissing him again. He sighed happily against her mouth but she kept it short and mostly chaste.

"Breakfast is at eight sharp." she reminded him. "No time to lose."

"Two whole hours." he grumbled, placing his head on her chest and wrapping his arm around her stomach. "If you don't want to have sex, we're going back to sleep."

"No, we're not." she scoffed. "Forty-five minutes to get ready, then we have to go over the schedule for our arrival in Six again and after that one of us will have to go wake up the children."

He muttered something that suspiciously sounded like "bloody schedules" but then he chuckled. "You sure you want to wake up the kids? 'Thought you almost had a heart attack last time you found them in the same bed."

"I am not discussing this particular matter." Effie told him. Perhaps her reaction had been a little bit out of proportion but she had been taken by surprise. "And we don't have time for pillow talks."

"No?" he snorted, lifting his head to stare at her with a teasing smirk. He kept staring as he lowered his head to kiss both of her breasts softly. It was enough to send her heart racing. "How about less talking and more of this?" His hand was back on her thigh.

She pushed him away a little more firmly. Not that she didn't want to but... "Come on, Haymitch, this is going to be a big big big day!"

"Do you want to know what else is big big big, sweetheart?" he replied without missing a beat. He was joking but he looked so serious she couldn't control herself and burst out laughing. She had to clamp a hand over her mouth so she wouldn't alert anyone passing nearby her bedroom.

"It's really not that big." she teased at last once she could breathe properly again.

There was a twinkle of mirth in his grey eyes when he cocked an eyebrow up. "Maybe you need to take another look."

"What I need to take is a shower, you pervert." She got out of bed, unable to shake off a grin, and snatched her gown from her dresser.

"Do I get in on this shower?" he asked, hopeful.

She was about to tell him no again when she caught sight of the hour. They had lost a good fifteen minutes on her schedule already and it would no doubt take another fifteen to coax him out of her room and into his bathroom. Showering together would probably be quicker even though she was sure he was calculating his next move to actually get what he wanted. Her lips quirked up, amused despite herself.

"If and only if you promise to behave in Six." she bargained. "No heavy drinking. You will be on your best behavior."

He looked at her up and down with a thoughtful frown and then shrugged. "Deal."