Finding the Missing Piece: Book 3

Chapter Fifty-Three

Peeta POV- (The next morning)

"I've been replaced." I murmur to myself, as I wake to feel Katniss's usual space cold and see her on the edge of the bed, facing me with Buttercup cuddled up to her, her arms wrapped around him and his head on her arm.

I sit up and Buttercup looks up, closing his eyes and purrs.

I can't help but chuckle at the sight.

Katniss telling me about how much they used to hate each other and now look at them.

I should take a picture and show her, joke around with it.

So I do.

I snap a picture and the next time she mentions something about her and Buttercup not liking each other, I'm going to show her.

I laugh, leaning over and giving her a kiss on the forehead and patting the cat on his yellow-orange head.

I really hope that I made Katniss somewhat happy by finding him.

I just still can't believe after all these years, I was the one to find him, after they were positive he was dead but then this happened.

He responded to everything or else I may have had doubts about this actually being Prim's cat.

It was truly something special when this all took place too.

Some sort of ironic miracle that she really needed.

Katniss POV-

"Oh, hey." Peeta says as I sleepily walk into the kitchen, yawning and taking a stretch.

I smile through my yawn, "Hi." I say back and walking over to him, he plants a kiss on my forehead.

"Did you sleep well?" He asks me sweetly.

I laugh a little, "Yeah."

"You looked like you were sleeping good when I got up." He grins deviously.

I give him a look, "Why is that?"

"Here, I was going to wait but I just can't." He says, taking his phone off of the counter top.

"You did not take a picture of me sleeping next to that stupid cat!" I say, pushing him as I see the exact photo.

Me, asleep all snuggled up to Buttercup and him snuggled up to me, a hint of a smile on my face.

He flinches but laughs as I nudge him playfully, "Peeta!" I whine as he picks me up by my waist and spins me around.

"That was possibly the cutest thing ever, Katniss!" Peeta laughs as he sets me back onto the floor.

I feel my face getting red as he laughs harder at me, "We hate each other, me and Buttercup." Peeta says, mimicking my voice.

"I don't sound like that." I laugh, crossing my arms.

Peeta laughs and grabs my arms, "But what if you do?" He whispers.

"You better leave me." I laugh.

He laughs hysterically at this, "Why?"

"Because if my voice sounds like that, I wouldn't want to put you through that and I need to stop talking all together. That impression was terrible!" I laugh.

He scoffs and rolls his eyes, "Well sorry, I'm not a woman, silly." He says, poking my nose.

"You're not. It was still funny though."

He laughs again, "Actually, you know what is funny?"

I deadpan, "Don't." I say.

"But it is hilarious." Peeta says, cracking a smile.