<Johanna's POV>
When I wake up Chase has his arms wrapped around my waist. Did I miss something? Glancing down at myself I see I am still shirtless, but besides that I am clothed. Carefully I unwrap myself from Chase's grasp. Unfortunately, I am not careful enough. Chase flickers his eyes open. "Where are you going?"
"Shower," I say carelessly. Chase raises his eyebrows.
"Can I come?"I open my mouth to speak and then rethink what I'm about to say.
"No."
"Come on I haven't showered since the party I smell like booze and cigarette smoke!" Chase begs. I cock an eyebrow.
"You don't smoke," I say matter of factly. Chase smirks.
"I know, I've been spending to much time with you," Chase says cockily. I almost gag.
"Fuck, don't be cocky that's gross, just get in the shower with me," I give in. I hate cocky people. Chase stands up gladly and glances over at Sam's crib.
"Uh Johanna, Sam isn't in the crib," he tells me. I shrug casually as I walk into my bathroom.
"Katniss probably took him." Chase follows me into the bathroom and I nonchalantly pull off my yoga shorts. They drop to the floor and you would of thought they made the sound of a boulder dropping off a cliff the way Chase quickly looked down at them. I take this time to glance at his abdomen. He has muscle, but it's not like he is ripped. Good, maybe that means he doesn't play a sport. I pull off the dirty bra and turn the water on for it to warm up. Chase looks up and almost covers his eyes, almost.
"Jeez no need to be conservative here." I completely ignore him and look around the bathroom.
"Fuck there are no towels," I mutter. Walking out of the room I go to look for towels in the linen closet. I can feel Chase's stare on my back. As I walk into the hallway Glimmer walks casually past me and mutters a, "morning Jo." I wave and head to the linen closet. Cato walks into the hallway.
"Shit Jo, put a shirt on."
"Fuck is there someone here?" I ask worriedly.
"No just me." I let out a sigh of relief and shrug.
"Oh, okay," I say before grabbing two towels from the closet. I carry them back to my bathroom and when I get into the room steam is blurring all vision I have. It clears enough for me to see the completely naked body of Chase. I throw a towel at him to distract myself from looking to long. "Time to shower?"
"Yup," he replies smirking. I pull off my underwear and jump into the hot water. Chase stands out of the shower for a moment.
"Hey dude, don't be shy, it's only me," I tell him with a small smile as I peek my head out of the shower curtain.
"That's just the problem, it you, and you're so, just you," Chase explains. I roll my eyes.
"I'm only human bud, come on." Chase hesitantly walks into the shower. For awhile it's a bit awkward. I wash my hair and Chase kinda just stand under the water until I need it. I move past him to wash the shampoo out of my hair. The warm water removes the hair soap and then flows down the drain in the form of sweet smelling bubbles. I turn around to Chase who has his hands in fists. Our stares meet and I know what he is thinking. Mostly because I am thinking the same thing. He bites his lip until it's white.
"Fuck it," Chase mutters before he moves towards me quickly and pushes me against the shower wall. Chase's hands cup my jaw. His eyes look into mine for a split second as if asking for permission. The answer I give him is simple. My lips crash into his as the hot water drenches us. My hands grasp desperately at his back, trying to find some sort of anchor. We kiss for awhile before it gets more heated than either of us intended. Way more heated.
When Chase asks me for permission a second time I once again don't refuse. Although this time he isn't asking me for permission to kiss me. Chase has me pushed up against the wall and is being as gentle as possible. My arms are still wrapped around his neck tightly. Just when I think it's about to be all over I realize something. "Fuck Chase, stop stop stop stop!" I exclaim. Chase pulls away and my feet drop to the shower floor once again. Chase is cringing and looking at me worried.
"What?" He chokes out.
"I already had an unplanned pregnancy, I don't need another one," I tell him. Chase bites his lips
"Do you have one?" He asks hopefully. I jump out of the shower and rummage throw my drawers and find one single packet left. I jump back in the shower and hand it to Chase who turns around to put it on. It is agony waiting for him to be done. I bite down on my lip and worry that it may start bleeding. Finally when Chase turns around I don't waste a second. I jump on him and he almost slips. He places me back on the wall and we resume what I had paused. I claw at his back through the whole thing. His lips stay locked on my neck until to my displeasure it all ends. Chase lets me down slowly and I look up at him with a mysterious smirk. I pull him out of the shower and grab our towels from the rack. After a quick thought I place one of them back. Chase chuckles. "What, I don't get one?" I smirk again.
"Sharing is caring," I say before wrapping the towel around both of us. In order for it to fit around both of us we have to get pleasurably close. He leans down and kisses my forehead softly. Slowly we back up into the bedroom. He falls backwards into the bed and pulls me down with him. I smile. "You up for round two?"
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We make our way downstairs with Sam in my arms. Katniss must of brought him back into the room because when Chase and I were finished he was back in his crib. My wet hair is thrown up in a bun and a loose tank top hangs off my shoulders. Chase follows me awkwardly. "Hey um Jo, I actually have to go, Lucy is hanging out with me today," Chase informs me. I nod as we reach the end of the stairs. We stop and look at each other after the last step.
"Okay," I say carelessly. Chase scoffs.
"Okay how about a number." I cringe and shake my head.
"I don't do numbers, just stop over here whenever you want," I throw over my shoulder as I walk away into the kitchen with food on my mind.
"I'll see ya."
"Ta." I give Sam to Marvel who starts cooing at him as I pour a bowl of cereal for myself. I look around to see where everyone is. Katniss and Finnick are talking on the patio outside as they lounge in their chairs. The pair are smiling as the sun beats down on them. I do see dark clouds in the distance though. Peeta is helping Annie with more wedding plans as well as Glimmer as Marvel stands by bouncing Sam on his hip. Clove watches them to get an idea of what to do for her wedding. Cato is watching television while he drinks coffee and munches on a piece of toast. A particular red head is missing. "Cato," I call out. He looks to me from the couch.
"Ya?"
"Where's Fox?" I ask him.
"She went out with Chaff last night and isn't back yet," he answers before turning back to watch his show. Hmm maybe Rose is finally getting some. This could be interesting.
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