"It seems as you liked it." Peeta says, with a little chuckle. Oh, that chuckle. That sweet little laugh that makes my stomach feel weird. It took a long time, but three years after Peeta came back to twelve we are officially a couple. The day I moved into his house, the day that I got to fall asleep next to him, and to wake up by his side, I didn't think I could feel more love for him. But I soon realized that my love for him grows every day.
"I did." I answer him as I eat the last of the waffles he made me this morning. He loves to spoil me. Sometimes it feels like if I don't give enough back, but he insures me that he likes seeing me happy. And I can understand that. After all, I feel the same thing about him.
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After breakfast we just sit down on the couch, listening to the songs on the radio. I don't have a work, and Peeta has a day of from the bakery that he, and a couple of others, built up again after the war. A nice song starts playing, with an instrument that I think is called violin. We saw a couple of these in the capitol when we were on victory tour. Wow, that seems like a hundred years ago. I start to listen to the text of the song.
As a kid they told me love was made up
But I used to tell them they were wrong
It's the grey eyed girl that made me wake up
Stayed right behind me in this song
I don't know why, but this song makes me think about Peeta. Maybe that's how love feels, every love song reminds you of that person. Peeta must have thought the same thing, because when I turn to look at him he looks back at me. I lean in for a kiss, and he welcomes it.
Now it's getting rather cold
And I just wanted you to know
That if my dreams will ever be
With you come dancing next to me
Next to me
As the song goes on, the kiss grows. The love that I feel for Peeta, is so big that I can't describe it in words. And in these moments, just me and him, that love really shows. He kisses me gently, but I think he feels the same hunger as I do. He lifts me on top of him, and I let him do it. I trust him in everything he does. Because I love him. Just a couple of years ago I wasn't sure if I did. But now I know I do. I love him.
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Hello!
So, this is going to be a book full of one-shots! Personally I love one-shots, beacuse I've had a really hard time finding good fanfics, while one-shots is a short story that you can put your whole sole in! Also, you won't have to update the story! ;)
If you want to, just write in the comments and I'll leave a link to your one-shot or fanfic in the end of another one-shot! :) All one-shots in this book will be written by me.
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