It was early in the morning when Peeta opened his eyes hesitantly as he woke up from the terrifying nightmares that plagued him all night long. The garish sun rays blended Peeta but soon he adjusted to the bright surrounding and opened his eyes. Thoughts of yesterday butted into his mind and a deep shadow of sadness encased him as he hid his face in the white pillow. He took a moment to inhale the scent deeply in an attempt to soothe his brain. The cushion smell like fresh laundry and flower meadows, an odor Peeta could smell all day long. Coming back to senses, Peeta realized he was more than glad to have Cato by his side.
Sleepily, Peeta turned around so he laid on his side. Cato stared at Peeta, who yawned widely, which to Cato looked like an adorable puppy that just awoke from sleep. He smiled at the blonde baker boy who Cato thought looked extremely cute right now.
"What's up?" Peeta asked hoarsely.
Cato grinned even brighter; he questioned himself how someone that just woke up could be so pretty and sweet.
"Nothing really... Good Morning, Peeta."
"G'mornin." Peeta mumbled while he slipped closer to Cato to snuggle into his bare chest. Cato embraced the smaller blonde slightly and stroked his golden locks.
"We need to get up, sleepyhead." Cato said whereupon Peeta grunted loudly as he grabbed a pillow beside him to stuff the cushion over his head.
"Do we really need to get up already?" Peeta murmured through the fabric.
Cato laughed as Peeta theatrically turned off from his chest and rolled to the opposite side of the bed.
"So, I'll take a shower. You should get up so we can talk about what we're going to do afterwards." Cato said as he slipped out of the blanket.
Again, Peeta grunted in response and out of a sudden the bed got lighter as Cato stood up and went into the bathroom nearby.
"Alright, alright, I get it, but when I'm out of shower, I'll make sure to get you out of bed, lazy head." The taller blonde said when he headed towards the bathroom.
"Hey mister, you won; I'm almost up now anyway." Peeta said annoyed as he rubbed the sleep out of his tired eyes while he straightened up into a sitting position.
Cato smiled victoriously as he looked at Peeta over his shoulder before he slipped into the bathroom.
While Peeta listened to the sounds of the rattling water that came out of the other room, he couldn't help but imagine Cato being naked underneath the shower. Quickly though, he shook the thought off and checked his mobile phone.
He got a new message from Katniss, asking how the date with Cato went. Peeta typed in that it was great and that he's still sitting in Cato's bed at his house. Not sensing the obvious innuendo, he sent the text message to her and laid the phone aside.
At the same time the water stopped streaming which must have meant that Cato finished his shower.
A few minutes later Cato stepped out of the bathroom with only a white towel draped around his waist. His skin was still wet and his hair just slightly dried. A few water drops that didn't got dried off, still ran down Cato's body, framing the muscled curves on his body.
Peeta's eyes were amazed by such a sight and he couldn't help but stare at Cato's appearance from top to bottom. Cato's body was amazing. His chest was beautiful, it had enormously sculptured pecs, all his six, almost eight, abs were immensely defined and slightly graced by an bright blonde happy trail, which was barely visible, and Cato's huge biceps was bulging by every movement, showing a small, long vein go down the curvature. Peeta also noticed the big bulge that protruded through the white towel that was held on by one of Cato's hands.
Cato snickered. "Peeta? You're alright?"
"W-What?" Peeta asked, caught by surprise. Of course Cato noticed Peeta staring at him, how stupid was he to do that so obviously?
"Did you just check me out?" Cato asked playfully.
"Uhm, n-no just, I-I guess I feel kinda' hungry." Peeta said in excuse, desperately trying to hide the obvious. He knew by that point that his cheeks blushed a deep red but he ignored it.
Cato laughed. "Okay, sure. I wouldn't mind though, I can understand why you're looking at such a great sculptured body like mine." He said when he turned his waist to stretch his back muscles while looking at his own body in approval.
Peeta blushed even harder but didn't say anything, he felt awfully embarrassed. Cato then dropped the towel, but luckily, Peeta thought, he wore some undergarment beneath. Cato put on a t-shirt and his training shorts and turned back to Peeta.
"Then, would you like me to get you something eatable?" Cato asked.
"Y-Yeah." Peeta nodded; happily enough that Cato changed the topic.
"Okay, be right back." He winked as he walked out of the room and down the stairs.
Couple of minutes later Cato came back upstairs and walked through the door of his room while he held a small tray filled with food in his hands.
"So, I got some berries, mostly strawberries and did some sandwiches, I hope that's fine. I couldn't really find something else that was suitable for a nice breakfast." He said as he laid the tray down on Peeta's thighs and sat down next to him.
"Thanks, that's more than fine." Peeta replied sincerely and looked straight into Cato's eyes.
"Hey, you felt so bad that I thought I could do you something good." Cato answered and Peeta smiled.
"You'd like a strawberry?" He asked Peeta, who nodded a little confused.
"Open up." Cato said.
Peeta did as he was told, he hesitantly opened his mouth and Cato pulled the berry into his mouth. Peeta had to meet the fruit so he first had to suck on the red pulp to enclose it completely with his mouth and then bit the strawberry off its stem. Cato seemed to enjoy the act as his typical cocky, playful grin graced his lips. Peeta blushed slightly and then also Cato ate a strawberry enjoyable. When they finished eating the berries, Cato gave Peeta one of the sandwiches who willingly took it. Cato took the other sandwich and for a while they ate in silence.
Once they ate up, they talked about random stuff.
According to Cato's demand, Peeta told Cato about his friendship with Katniss, that she was the first person in Silver Lake to gladly welcome him in the new surroundings. Peeta asked Cato what he thought of Katniss, but Cato said he didn't have any real opinion about her since he only knew her as a friend of Finnick. As they came to that point, Peeta thought he could ask Cato something specific about that.
"Cato, I'm curious about what's up between you and Finnick, why do you hate on each other so much?" Peeta asked.
"Well, there aren't any real current reasons why, it is more a rivalry dispute between us. In the past, we had some conflicts and these still seem to last."
"Oh… I see. Don't you think you could just stop with it?" Peeta asked shyly.
"Uhm, well when he'll be the one to stop annoying me, then I'll be the one to stop harassing him." Cato answered cockily.
Peeta who was obviously not satisfied with Cato's statement just nodded. He didn't want to build up any unnecessary fights which didn't belong to his interest.
Changing the topic, Peeta laid the tray aside and turned around to Cato.
"So... boyfriend, what are our plans for today?" Peeta asked innocently as he looked up into Cato's eyes.
"Huh, boyfriend?" Cato asked surprised as he leaned slightly back.
Peeta's eyes widened, he became totally flustered and the heat rushed immediately to his cheeks which glowed right away in a deep, rosy red.
"Oh, uhm, I just, well, I thought-" Peeta stuttered out of embarrassment and looked down to his hands that fiddled nervously with the hem of the blanket.
Suddenly Cato leaned forwards and, to the baker boy's surprise, hushed Peeta. He looked up and the taller blonde smiled playfully before he slowly brought his lips to Peeta's. Cato kissed Peeta gently, using no tongue, but doing a sweet kiss that was bringing butterflies to Peeta's stomach. After a few seconds Cato pulled back slowly.
"Well, boyfriend… what would you like to do?" Cato smirked as he emphasized the word 'boyfriend'.
Peeta smiled widely, his cheeks only mildly blushed and Cato returned the smile, but both the boys were completely ripped off their emotions when suddenly the door bell rang.
Peeta looked confused. "Who could that be?" He asked innocently.
"Damn, that has to be Clove." Cato replied realizing. "I totally forgot about her, damn!"
"C-Clove?" Peeta gulped.
"Yeah, she told me she'd stop by this morning." Cato said as he hurrying put on a pair of denim jeans and a black t-shirt.
"So, what should we do- I mean, what should I-"
"Peeta, calm down. I'll take care of it." Cato said as he walked out of the room.
He went downstairs and nonchalantly opened the door.
"Hey there Cato, what the hell took you so long?" Clove asked as she stepped into the doorframe.
"Yeah, sorry, I was, uhm, upstairs and put some clothes on." Cato said awkwardly.
"Ooooh, you were naked." Clove warbled when she stepped into the entrance hall.
"Well, not really, just um…"
"Cato, is something wrong? You act kinda weird and absent." She said as she aimed straight to the refrigerator in the kitchen to grab out an orange juice carton. She took a big sip before she put the carton back into the fridge and grabbed an apple from the bowl of fruits on the counter.
"Clove, I met someone." Cato stroked his arm and followed Clove into the living room.
"Uhhh, a handsome toy boy?" She asked and took a big bit of her apple. "Gosh, I didn't know I was hungry as fuck." She babbled with the food in her mouth.
Cato smiled. "No Clove, it's a bit more serious. Just follow me into my room, okay?" He pleased.
"Okay? Sure." Clove nodded and followed Cato upstairs into his room. The blonde basketball player opened the door and stared at the boy on his bed. Peeta gave a confused look right before Clove entered the room.
A dumbfounded Peeta sat on Cato's bed underneath the white blanket, exchanging glances between Cato and Clove.
"Peeta? The new kid?" Clove asked in misbelieve, looking at Cato, who nodded and then back at Peeta.
"So, are you two like a thing?" She asked.
"Yeah, he is kind of my boyfriend." Cato stepped to Peeta as he grabbed the baker boy's hand and gave it a tight squeeze. Peeta smiled happily about the fact Cato stood up for him.
"Well, when you like him Cato, he can't be that bad at all." Clove said as she walked to Peeta and stretched out her hand "Nice to really meet you, Peeta."
"Nice to meet you, Clove." Peeta said and smiled kindly.
"You know Peeta, it's really funny. At one point, you laid in front of Cato on the school canteen's floor and now you're the one laying underneath Cato in his bed. How ironic." She said as she started laughing when Cato joined her to laugh heavily whereas Peeta didn't really get the joke and blushed immensely which made Cato and Clove laugh even harder.
"What? U-uhm, n-no, we didn't do that." Peeta said nervously.
"I was just kidding, don't worry. Though I doubt Cato can resist a plump ass like that for long." Clove jokily snickered and Cato tried his best to prevent himself from exploding into laugher which didn't hold on long while Peeta's blush only got even redder.
The two pulled themselves together and Cato sat down next to Peeta while Clove kept standing at the wall next to the bed.
"So you two lovebirds, what are your plans for today?" Clove asked.
Cato turned around to Peeta and raised his brows. "Peeta, did you want to do anything special?"
"Well, I am going to meet Katniss at the park later, would you maybe like to join us?" Peeta asked.
"Naww, Peeta, is that really necessary?" Cato asked.
"Oh Cato, come on! I got to talk to Clove so you should be able to do the same with Katniss." Peeta said.
"To be honest, I'm with Peeta on that point, Cato. He's right, it would only be fair. Not that I like that Katniss girl – really – but to be fair you owe your boyfriend a talk with his friend." Clove said and raised her one brow when Cato looked at her dubiously to check if she was being sarcastic or not.
Cato groaned. "Fine, fine. I'll do it. Peeta, when will you meet her?"
"Actually…" Peeta grabbed his phone to check the time. "…in half an hour."
"Oh, Already? I actually planned to hang out a little with Clove for a while." Cato said.
"If you'd like to, I can meet with Katniss now and you could come later on to join us so you have a bit of a spare time with Clove." Peeta suggested.
"Is that okay for you?" Cato asked.
"Yeah, Cato and I can meet another time as well." Clove added as she took another bit of her apple which got almost forgotten in her hand.
"Guys, really, it's fine. Katniss and I could stand some alone-time as well, we've got some things to catch up."
"Okay, great. Don't worry, Peeta, I'll make sure Cato won't check out some other guys while we're walking around downtown." Clove winked and Cato rolled his eyes.
"Good." Peeta laughed. "Okay see you later then, Cato. Bye Clove." Peeta waved.
"Bye bye, Peet." Clove said.
"See you later, Peeta." Cato winked at Peeta before he left the room.
Today was a cold autumn Sunday. Luckily, Peeta grabbed a scarf before he left Cato's house. There was a cold wind that blew through the trees.
Peeta took out his phone to send Katniss a text message.
– Hey Kat, will be at the park in a couple of minutes. C U –
Just when Peeta sent the message he softly bumped into another person. He looked up to see Finnick standing in front of him.
"Oh, hey Finnick. Sorry, I didn't see you coming around the corner." Peeta looked down at Finnick; he was wearing sweat pants and a tight sports top, which clung to his muscles.
"Hey Peeta, no problem, I could have watched out as well. What are you doing here?" Finnick asked.
"I'm here to meet Katniss, how about you?"
"Oh, I was just jogging around the block. Where did you come from?"
"I-uhm actually came from Cato's house. Why?" Peeta asked confused.
"Cato?! Peeta, be careful with that guy, he is not a good person to deal with." Finnick said in a sudden stern tone.
"What? Finnick, what are you talking about?" Peeta questioned dumbfounded, totally irritated about Finnick was actually trying to say.
"Listen Peeta, just forget it." Finnick looked around. "See you at school tomorrow." He turned away and walked down the street.
Bewildered, Peeta stood there for a moment, thinking about Finnick's warning – or whatever it was supposed to be.
He got a text message from Katniss that remembered him of what he was actually doing here, so he went around the corner and moved down the street until he reached the entrance of the park.
Katniss stood there, seemingly waiting for a couple of minutes already. As soon as she saw Peeta, her face brightened up.
"Heeeey." Katniss said softly while she embraced Peeta into her arms.
"Hi Katniss, how are you?" Peeta replied as he hugged her back.
"Good, thank you, but how are you though? You've got a lot to tell me Peeta, how was the date?" Katniss asked and brushed through her braid before they sat down on a bench.
Peeta smiled. "The date yesterday was simply perfect. Throughout the whole evening Cato was so nice and caring. We played a game on his play station which of course I lost and when we afterwards sat down on the couch, he started tickling me and suddenly it ended up with Cato lying on top of me. He told me he wanted to repeat the kiss from the day before and at once he leaned down to kiss me."
Katniss gave a sharp yelp. "Oh my god, Peeta this is so clichéd but incredibly romantic at the same time! So tell me, how does he kiss? You have to tell it all!" Katniss bobbed with her knees euphorically.
"Well... he is a good kisser." Peeta said, blushing slightly.
"Just good?" Katniss asked. "Peeta, I want to hear details!"
"All right! He... is amazing. He manages to be so gentle and passionate at the same time." He raved.
"Aw Peeta, I am so happy for you, but by the way why didn't you call me earlier? I thought we agreed that you would call me right after the date!" Katniss insisted.
"Well, yeah... actually I stayed the night with Cato and..."
"WHAT?!" Katniss shrieked as she interrupted the boy beside her. "God, Peeta, you already stayed the night with Cato? Well, that escalated quickly!"
"Katniss, no... we-", but Peeta was interrupted again.
"I mean, I get that you're young, experimental teenage boys and all, but did you at least use protection?" She asked dumbfounded.
"Oh my god, Katniss! Listen! We didn't do any of those...things! I just slept in his bed without doing anything inappropriate." Peeta explained distinctly.
"God, Peeta, calm down you nervous kitten! No need to freak out. At the end of the day I would be the last person to judge you." Katniss said as she undid the tousled braid to remake it with another barrette.
"So when can I actually meet Cato? I definitely have to get to know to him closer." She exclaimed while doing her hair.
"Actually he will join us later if that's okay for you?" Peeta asked carefully.
"Oh, sure!" Katniss looked up. "That sounds great. By the way, are you like something serious now?" She questioned.
"Yeah, I'm his...boyfriend." Peeta blushed and remembered the feeling of Cato's lips on his own.
"Aww, Peeta, I'm truly glad for you, you must be feeling so happy right now." Katniss said cheerfully.
"Well, I really should, but actually I don't feel as great as I'm supposed to do. Things are really complicated at the moment. The reason is not Cato though; it's my dad who gives me grief." He paused.
"Why, what happened? Peeta, tell me, what's wrong?" She asked concerned.
Peeta took a deep breath and paused for a second before he told Katniss about everything. He talked about every detail that happened in the past and also about the violent attack by the students that Peeta fell victim to. He told Katniss about the way his father isolated himself from Peeta and how Peeta had to struggle through the tough and painful time all alone on his own.
He told her about the current problems between him and his dad which occurred as Peeta's father wanted to take him to a psychological institution for teenagers and force him to completely give up his life a second time, but all that Peeta wanted was the possibility to start a new life. He told Katniss that he escaped from home and left a note for this father in an attempt to change his mind.
"Oh Peeta, I had never thought that you've such a difficult past behind you. I'm so sorry that all this happened to you and I really hope you can fix things between you and your father, it's awful that he doesn't want to listen to you." Katniss compassionately put her hand on Peeta's left shoulder to express her sympathy and support.
"But, hey, I'm sure it will fix out soon, Peeta." She said.
"Thank you, Katniss." Peeta whispered in response. He gave a weak smile and lost in his thoughts, he considered if things were ever going to be alright again.
There was a moment of silence where both sat next to each other, listening to the autumn wind that so ever slightly shook the trees and rustled through their soon-golden-brown leaves.
"So, Katniss, are there any news about your love-life as well?" Peeta asked attempting to change the subject.
"Well, actually there are..." She grinned coyly. "Gale and I are texting a lot lately and it seems like things are getting flirty between us."
"Oh my god, Katniss, you and Gale? Really?" Peeta asked euphorically.
"Yeah, I've got a crush on Gale for a little while already now and we're also going on a date very soon." She swarmed happily.
"Katniss, that's so awesome! You two are like the perfect couple."
Katniss laughed. "Oh Peeta."
"Katniss seriously, I bet one day you're gonna be together, then you're gonna marry and one day you will be one of those families that live with their six children on a small, idyllic farm nearby the deep green forests and beautiful, sparkling rivers." Peeta said as he started chuckling himself.
"God Peeta, you're hilarious." Katniss snickered.
Both laughed heavily but caught themselves after a few minutes.
"But honestly, I'm really happy for you and Gale." Peeta uttered and brushed a few strands of hair out of his forehead.
Katniss smiled "Thanks." She replied sincerely.
After a few minutes the two friends got off the bench and started walking through the park as they talked about random stuff.
They were so deep in conversation that neither Peeta nor Katniss noticed the heavy silhouette that entered through the other entrance of the park, on the opposite to where Peeta and Katniss stood.
"PEETA!" A loud, angry voice sounded through the park.
Torn from from their talk, both Peeta and Katniss looked up to see who the sharp voice belonged to.
"Katniss, that's my dad!" Peeta realized frightened, unaware of what to do.
"What are we going to do now?" Katniss questioned worried, but Peeta just shook his head.
He stood there paralyzed while staring at the man in front of them as the distance between them and his father got less and less.
In an instant, Peeta's father stood right in front of them.
"Peeta Mellark, You'll follow me now!" His dad demanded and pulled roughly on Peeta's left arm.
"Stop it, dad! I am not going with you." Peeta hissed, trying to loose from his father's grip.
"You are! Peeta I was so scared and worried about you – this is only a reason more to give you to a professional custody."
"Let him go!" Katniss jumped forwards and tried to hold Peeta back by his other arm.
"Have you gone mad? Dad, why can't you see the obvious? The only thing that I'm awfully scared of is YOU!" Peeta screamed, loud and harsh.
Mister Mellark cringed for a second and loosened his grip from Peeta. Immediately, Peeta sprang back to Katniss and looked startled at his father. He seemed to think over Peeta's words.
"Peeta…I – no, you need to come with me!" The older man said as he aimed towards Peeta again but suddenly a tall silhouette stood in front of Peeta, protecting him.
"Mister Mellark, stop!" The figure said.
Peeta looked up to see that it was Cato who pushed himself in front of Peeta.
"Look at your son." Cato said. "He looks terrified and scared." He paused. "But this emotion was and is only caused by you. Peeta had been hiding from you, because you want to force him to give up his new life and tear him away from newfound friends and a newfound school another time. All that Peeta really needs is the possibility to build up a new life in a new town with new people, new surroundings and most of it all a loving and caring father." Cato declared, staring right into Mr. Mellark's eyes.
"The only things Peeta is suffering from are his father's decisions and not at all any past memories from a past life. Of course it's true, these memories are open wounds that can never really be completely wiped out, but they can heal into scars, processing the terror they once were caused off and only remain to stay a faded memory."
Peeta's father stood there, clueless and perplexed.
"Mister Mellark, please. Peeta needs you, he needs this – not a foreign psychological institution, lead by foreign people, back in the old town, being literally forced to be confronted with thoughts of the cruelty of the past every day." Cato stated calming.
Peeta came out from behind Cato, approaching his father and gently grabbed his dad's wrist, though Cato kept holding Peeta possessively back slightly by his right elbow.
"Dad, please. Cato is right. Please dad, let me live this fresh begin here in Silver Lake, and give me the chance to open a new chapter in my life." Peeta begged, inhaling deeply.
He looked at his father, who looked down to his feet. Peeta wasn't able to read his dad which unsettled him extremely. His heart was racing; he hoped they could have convinced his father.
"Won't you say anything, dad?" Peeta asked hopelessly, feeling tears soon approaching his eyes, but he almost couldn't finish his sentence when all at once strong arms embraced Peeta's body. At first, he didn't notice what had happened but once Peeta released that it was his father who so deeply enclosed him, he grew into the hug.
"Oh, Peeta." Mr. Mellark breathed out, loosening the hug. "I am so incredibly sorry. I was so blinded and so awfully wrong. You were right since the beginning. I don't know how to make this up to you, Peeta, but never forget that from now on I will always be here for you. But there's one thing Peeta, listen…" He paused and looked at his son.
"Issues like those you experienced can't simply be thrown off. When I notice that you will start feeling depressive and suicidal ever again, we will get you professional help right away, Peeta." His dad whispered in a volume that only Peeta could hear it.
Peeta smiled and nodded understanding, so many emotions overcame him all at once but the most outstanding were relief and happiness. Finally, his beloved father listened to him and this feeling was indescribable.
"Dad, I'll be home in the evening." Peeta said.
"Okay, Peeta, see you later. This time you can be sure to expect me at home." His father smiled and left.
Peeta turned around to Katniss and Cato, looking at both of them with a huge smile on his lips. Right away Peeta ran towards Cato and hugged him deeply.
"Thank you so much." He whispered into Cato's ear, inhaling the taller blonde's scent.
"No need to thank for. I've told you it will all be alright." Cato replied and held the smaller boy fixed in his arms, thinking how beautiful and sweet Peeta looked right now. Cato wished he could eat up his boyfriend's lips right away here in public but he didn't know how Peeta felt about this, also he didn't necessarily want to risk being seen kissing another guy. It was not that Cato felt ashamed of Peeta or his own sexuality, but he only came out to Clove yet and didn't want to make a big fuss out of it, especially not in a city like Silver Lake, where within a few hours rumors are spread everywhere.
Eventually, Peeta wanted to pull out of the hug, but Cato only released him a few seconds later, remembering Peeta he was his boyfriend. Once Peeta was free he smiled at Cato who grinned back ever so cockily.
Peeta then turned to Katniss and hugged her as well, expressing his happiness.
They left the park and Katniss and Cato got the chance to get to know each other closer.
"Cato, what you've just done for Peeta was amazing. You really seem to be the right person for my Peeta pie." She joked, hearing Peeta groan in the background.
Cato laughed, he loved teasing Peeta.
"Well this cutie there…" Cato pointed at Peeta "…definitely has to make it up for me later though." He winked at Peeta, who blushed ever so innocently.
"Don't go too wild with him; you know Peeta is a nervous kitten." Katniss snickered.
"God, guys! Can you please stop this weird friend-boyfriend conversation, it's getting unbearably awkward!" Peeta hissed, his face pink and flustered.
Chuckling loudly, Cato expressed how much he did in fact enjoy teasing Peeta and also Katniss seemed to find it really funny as she laughed just as noisy.
Soon they arrived at Cato's house and later on also Clove joined the round. They talked, joked and laughed and the evening was really enjoyable for everyone. Also, Katniss and Clove seemed to go along surprisingly well and didn't even snap one time at each other.
Some time around 22:00PM the girls left the house and Cato and Peeta were left alone, sitting on the couch.
"Ugnh, Cato I'm so tired, I wish I could just stay here." Peeta groaned.
"Well, why don't you just do it?" Cato asked, leaning closer to Peeta.
"You know I promised my dad to get home by the evening and it already is really late."
"But you could just message him and tell him that you'll be home in the morning." Cato suggested.
"I know, but…"
"You know school has been cancelled tomorrow 'cause the teachers are having some sort of educational trip, so we are in no hurry at all." Cato purred, his fingers crawling up Peeta's chest until they reached his chin, the smaller blonde shivering slightly beneath the older boy's touch.
"Eh, uh...okay, okay! You convinced me, I'll message him."
Peeta took out his phone and typed in a message, addressed to his father.
– I'll stay the night at Cato's; I'll be home in the morning. See ya, P –
Moments later there came an answer.
– No problem, see you tomorrow. Good Night, dad –
"Okay, green light. I can stay here." Peeta announced happily.
"Great, do you remember how I said you would have to make it up for me later?"
Peeta nodded.
"Good, because I was'nt joking." Cato said before he threw himself on Peeta.
Cato nibbled on the lower lip of the boy beneath him and shortly after that kissed him passionately and fiercely. Peeta moaned quietly and yearning, automatically increasing his pressure on Cato's lips, but Cato already took lead and dominated the other boy as he slid his tongue inside Peeta's mouth. Cato started touching Peeta's body which aroused both boys even more. Peeta melted under Cato's touch and unconsciously rocked himself against Cato, which caused Peeta to moan even louder. God, Cato loved hearing those innocent, needy and most of it all sexy sounds and he would do everything to hear more and more of these. Cato wasn't sure if Peeta knew how seductive he actually was, but it drove Cato crazy.
Suddenly, after a few more moments of passionate making out, Cato pulled back and left his boyfriends moist, plump and swollen lips cool down by the chilly air.
"Why… did you stop?" Peeta murmured, his chest moving up and down in an attempt to regain air.
"You know I love making out with you at least as much as you do, but I think we are both fucking tired and need some sleep." He explained, knowing all too well how much he teased Peeta by abruptly stopping the making out session.
Peeta nodded tiredly, maybe Cato was right but he wouldn't have minded some more contact with his boyfriend.
Cato smiled at the beautiful sight of Peeta. "I'll get us something to drink, be right back."
He already left the room when Peeta allowed himself to shut his eyes for a few seconds.
When Cato was back in the room with two glasses of water, Peeta fell already asleep.
"Okay, that's probably your way of punishing me." Cato whispered as he took a big sip of one of the glasses before he picked Peeta up and carried him bridal-style up the stairs.
Carefully, Cato laid Peeta down on his bed in his room and shut off the lights. He took off Peeta's jeans and sweater so it would be more comfortable.
Afterwards, Cato got ready for bed as well and took off most of his clothes as he laid down next to Peeta and slipped under the sheets. Enclosing the golden-haired boy next to him, he nestled himself in the crook of Peeta's neck and soon fell asleep as well.