My hand feels like it is on fire, and twice the size that it should be. That's what really wakes me up. Moving my hand slowly, I wince at the pain.
"Ow!" I try to be curtious to my partner, so I curse under my breath.
"Real or not?"
I'm confused, I was pretty sure he was asleep.
"Are you real?" He asks and pokes me. "You feel real."
Of course I am real. I pinch his arm.
"Okay, okay. You're definitely real." He chuckles, and I laugh slightly.
"We kissed last night. Real or not real?"
I can't help but smile at the question.
"Real."
The smile that is set upon his face after I answer- it's something I never thought I would see again. It's so innocent, so happy, so at peace. I start to rise out of bed for pain medication. Surprisingly Peeta isn't following- oh wait his leg. He doesn't have the prosthetic leg on. Otherwise he would've been right behind me, or getting it for me. In the bathrrom mirror, I am able to see Peeta. He looks peaceful, rested. Opening the upper cabinet I take a look at myself in the mirror, there's a light in my eyes. At least I think that's what it might be. My face is still hard, a face of a warrior, a fighter. But it isn't as intense. I guess Peeta is the reason. After downing the pain medication, I bounce into bed, next to him once more. He's giving me that look- that look he had for me before our separation, he's looking at me the same way he looked at the sunset; like a blind man seeing for the first time. I don't see why I am anything to look at like that. I'm just a broken girl, who is hot tempered, lacks manners and is not exactly the most plesant person. I push that from my mind. Instead of trying to push the emotions away, I just lightly smile at him now. He's here. With me, really with me. He leans in a lets our lips meet once again. It's short, but meaningful. He breaks our second kiss. The look in his eyes is really his. Neither of us say anything because this isn't the time for more confessions; it's not even the time to talk. We said what we had to say last night. Every feeling, every mixed up-messed up emotion is out there now. However it is the time for Haymitch to ruin a moment.