After the Rebellion

Part 6

I think I have forgotten to add something to the rules of the games. No sponsors. Wow, I seem excessively harsh. Actually, I don't think that the people who would even want to sponsor have enough money, let alone have the courage to do so. Haymitch will probably make fun of me and bring up the "you have a death wish Katniss" crap if I told him my nasty thoughts.
The doorknob is rattling so I turn to see Peeta walk in with a tray. His shy smile gives me a smile. I bite my lip and look up at his fierce eyes.
"Good morning Katniss."
"Hey Peeta. What's this? You know I can get myself food." Ohh I should have taken that back because it is kinda nice having him wake me up so nicely in the morning. And getting out of bed is not my cup of tea. I would rather stay under the covers and just think.
"I'd do anything for you, love. It just gives me an excuse to sneak into your room."
"Well then, I don't mind."
He is too cute. Quickly I pull my eyes off of his before I get trapped in a trance and become embarrassed. With that he starts to come over to me. I force my self to sit up and I adjust the pillows for me and him. He hand me the tray and it smells so good. I look over it all and it is all my favorites. Did he make these?
"Did you make this?"
"Maybe... Sometimes when I have a bad dream baking brings me back to reality and keeps me distracted from it." We need to sleep together, in the same bed more often.
"You know you can always come in here with me."
"Ya I was thinking about it... but you looked so peaceful. You had sort of a smile on your face last night. I didn't want to take that away from you." I honestly couldn't have a better man. Peeta is so thoughtful and selfless. I wish I was more like him.
"You know the reaping is in a few hours."
The reaping. I forgot it would be today. Pictures of the past Hunger Games are flashing into my mind. I see Rue. Foxface. Cato. Clove. Wiress. That morphing who risked her life for Peeta. The mutts. The tracker-jackers. Glimmer. The berries.
"Katniss are you okay?"
"Ya I'm fine. Just stupid memories."
"Okay... That's the past you need to stop letting those memories haunt you. You scare me to death with that horrified look on your face."
" I'm sorry Peeta. I think I am not afraid. I am just angry for Prim. Angry that any of that happened. Prim pretty much started the rebellion. Just forget about Peeta." Tears are starting to swell up in my eyes and I don't want a pity party so I hand the tray to Peeta and get up. I practically run to the closet and my eyes skin my choices. I almost miss the jump suits from thirteen. I miss not having to worry about what to wear everyday. I look for a pair of jeans. The first pair I see I grab and then I grab this silky, I think, shirt. It is a light green. My color. When did I start caring about colors? Just then two hands are placed around my waist.
"Did I make you angry?"
"No just thinking about Prim. I just really don't want to think about that right now." I admit shyly. "I don't feel like crying on this bleak morning. Bleak ya. But I am over crying."
"Okay. Have I mentioned how cute you are?"
"Peeta! You are going to make me blush." His chuckle is so attractive. He makes me so girly. With that I lean and it seems as if he leans in at the same time and our lips touch. I feel a spark between us. I am not sure if that is just me, because you know I am the girl on fire. But no, it is Peeta too. I love him so much. I wrap my arms around his neck and he picks me up. A pathetic giggle comes out of my throat. Then we are lying next to each other.
"I love you Katniss. As long as we are together, nothing can bring us down."
"I love you too."
"So..." He pauses. I sit up and look at him with a furrowed brow. "What do you think about having kids?"