I open my eyes and feel sunlight streaming in; light golden rays filter through the curtains. I smile and realize for the first time in a very long time I am content. In fact I am more than content, I am happy. There is no other reason for my happiness than the warm being next to me still fast asleep. Sleep erases all traces of life, it illuminates the youth and raises innocence, all guards are down. This is true with everyone, but especially with Peeta. When he sleeps I see the boy who showed me how to dip bread into hot chocolate, the on not yet fully scathed from the capitol and the hardships of life.

I began to count the number of breaths he takes and try to fall back asleep. When that doesn't work I begin tracing his face. First his eyes, piercing blue underneath his lids. Next his cheeks, which are so soft and bright red in excitement. After that I reach his nose, almost childish in nature. Lastly I move to his lips, so pink and war, sweet and always attentive to my own. I move in closer and lightly press my mouth against his. His eyes flutter open and my heart skips a beat.

"If this is how we'll wake up every morning, I won't be able to wait to go to sleep," he chuckles.

I hit him over the head with a pillow and laugh when he pulls me onto him. It is quick and sudden the spark that ignites and the mood shifts.

" How about another kiss. I wasn't awake for the first one." And with that I smile and lean in. One kiss.

"See I wasn't prepared I think we need to try again." I laugh and kiss him once more. Two kisses.

"You know, I was a bit distracted by your eyes I wasn't paying attention. One more time." I make a face in mock frustration and kiss him fully. This time the kiss lingers and I can't help but smile ending the moment.

"What? He asks. Don't tell me it's my morning breath because you've dealt with worse you know," his eyes twinkle and I know that there is no going back. This, what we have is here to stay and I'm ok with this change. For once the direction of my life is going where I wish it to. No one deciding my fate, no one other than myself.

" I think it's time we got up." Peeta groans and by habit my adrenaline rushes and concern rises to my face.

"I'm ok, don't worry. It was a joke Katniss. It's just, it's Sunday… You know in the past Plutarch told me Sunday was considered a day of rest… Why don't we start that ritual again? Why don't you come back to bed… I get us some hot chocolate, croissants from yesterday and we just rest."

Instead of replying I roll back on top of him kiss him fiercly and kiss his neck hoping he catches on to my mood. He eventually does.

We spent the day in bed laughing and telling stories. Some sad, some happy, but more happy than sad. It wasn't until nightfall that silence crept onto us. It is then I decide to let him in.

"Peeta… there are times I feel like every good thing, every possible crack of light will be snatched up in an instant. As if I am never meant to enjoy life. And when those times come, I just want to run. I want to hide in a closet and stay there forever. I… I just want you to know that today might be fine.. but I never know about tomorrow."

Peeta turns from the fireplace that he was working logs into and crosses the living room. He tucks a loose strand of my hair behind my ear and looks me dead in the eye.

" Katniss, there are times I feel as if I'm being swallowed alive. That the mutt the capitol made out of me will take over and I'll endanger you in some way again. If that ever happened again I'd never be able to live with myself. Real or not real, we are made for each other. I've never believed it more so than now. Before I met you I was infatuated. I built this image of who I thought you were, and then I learned just how wrong I was. You are better than my fantasies. You are a fearless person whose love is boundless. Whoever you let in never needs to fear because you will always be there for them. You are beautiful inside and out. We are broken Katniss that I can't deny. But I wouldn't take back one second of the life I've had because it has brought me here. I needed to get to know you to truly love you right and now that I have I know that you will overcome this. Life isn't easy, but it's worth living. Today has showed me that.. and I hope one day I can prove it to you as well."

I didn't realize I was crying until he wiped the tears from my face. He kisses my cheek and holds me tight. I am shaking like a leaf and cannot stop myself, with tears plummeting from my face Peeta kisses me once more time. He picks me up in a cradle position and carries me to the room. He puts me into bed and he climbs in as well.

" I love you," I tell him.

"I love you," he replies and pulls me close. Next thing I know I am asleep, no longer traumatized with horrible nightmares I sleep peacefully seeing a little boy with my hair and Peeta's eyes and a little girl with Peeta's hair and my eyes, they are safe and happy. I am safe and happy.