The Story of Two

Rumble and Sway

Peeta's POV

"Peeta! P double E T A!"

"Oh sweet lord."

"P!"

"Make it stop."

"Dooubbbllle E!"

"No Johanna."

"T!"

"Johanna stop it this instance."

"A!"

"What the hell is going on?" I say walking down the stairs to an annoyed Katniss and a shouting Johanna. "Please kill me" Katniss says falling face first into the couch cushions.

"Katniss is-!" Johanna starts but is cut off by Katniss, or a blob rather, shoving her hand over Johanna's mouth. "Not. A. Single. Word." Katniss hisses. For a second, fear flashes in Johanna's eyes but as soon as it was there its gone.

Katniss' POV

I remove my hand from Johanna's mouth. "Um.. Wha-?"

"So what's for dinner? I'm starving" I say cutting off Peeta and walk to the kitchen. "I don't know, cheese buns?" Peeta says smiling. "Sounds good to me"

"Ugh married couples make me sick" Johanna gags. "Your face makes me sick" I retort. She sticks her tongue at me like a child. I scrunch up my face and do the same. "Well I'll leave you two love birds alone and go bother Haymich till dinner's ready. Later" she says walking out the door. "I don't understand her sometimes" I grumble. "Aw is somebody grumpy? I know what'll make you feel better!" Peeta mocks.

"Oh yeah, what might that be?" I say seductively. "You can knead the dough!" He says laughing. I grab the collar of his shirt and pull him close. "Oh I'll knead something alright, it just won't be dough"I whisper against his lips. I feel him shudder. Good.

I kiss his jaw line and nibble on his earlobe. Which causes him to moan and grab my hips. I smirk. I trail love bites down his neck then kiss him. He backs me up against the counter and lifts me on to it. "Well someone's excited" I smirk. "Oh shut up" he demands. "Oo, is Mr. Teddy Bear Mellark taking dominance?" I challenge. "Damn straight" he growls. Damn, he's sexy when he gets like this.

"You better hold on because I gonna make you beg for mercy" he growls again. "I'd like to see you try" I say stubbornly and wrap my legs around his waist. He kisses me fiercely then hoists me up and gently deposits me on the couch. No matter how rough we get he always manages to be gentle with me.

He rips off his shirt exposing his fit torso causing me to blush. "You'd think after 3 and a half years of being married you would stop blushing" he says against my neck then kisses it. "S-shut up" I moan. "No this is too much fun" he says pinning my wrists above my head so I can't use my hands. I squirm under him. He smirks.

"Damn Peeta, you should be like this more often" I try to sound confident. He kisses me gently. "Hmm maybe" he agrees. "Definitely would put a spin on our s-" "I smell food!" Haymich slams the door open and interups Peeta. "Goddamn it" I say and a few other curses. Peeta sighs then gets up.

I jump up from the couch, ready to kill Haymich, but suddenly I'm being lifted up the stairs. "Hey! You better watch it buddy!" I snap. My savior, more like attacker, chuckles. Finally I'm let down. I turn around to find Peeta locking the door. We're in his paint studio. Wait, why are we in his paint studio? "Peeta what are you doing?" I ask. "Having dessert before dinner" he says capturing me in his arms. "Pervert" I scoff. "Oh like you're one to talk" he mocks.

I smell Peeta's bread from downstairs that Haymich must've taken out and I get really light headed. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, time out" I say making a 't' with my hands.

"What's the matter?" Peeta says worriedly, dropping the act. "I just-" I place a hand on Peeta's shoulder to try and balance myself, which is kinda hard when the entire room is spinning. "Katniss? Katniss what's wrong?"

I break from his embrace and head towards the small bathroom that's adjacent to the studio. Stumbling, I grab the door's handle and yank it open.

"Katniss?" I sink to my knees in front of the toilet and out comes my lunch. "Katniss, sweetheart, you ok?" Peeta asks worriedly while holding my hair back. "Yeah I'm fine" I say once I've recovered.

"Hold on" he says then stands up and runs out the door. He comes back with a wet towel, toothbrush, and toothpaste. He hands me the towel and I graciously take it then put it on my face to try and cool it down. After a little while he asks "You want to stand up?"

"Yeah" I say then take his outstretched hand and pull myself up. I brush my teeth then splash some cold water on my face. He places a hand over my forehead. "Well you're not running a fever" he says. "I have been feeling off the past couple of days though, must be the beginning" I say. "Here let's get you in bed" he says then gently picks me up. He places me on our bed and tucks me in. "Wait" I say grabbing his arm. "Are you gonna be ok?" I ask. He smiles. "Oh I'll be fine, I'll worry about it later. It's you who I'm worried about" he says laughing a little. I roll my eyes at him. "And you call me stubborn" I mumble.

"I'll go get you some water and soup" he says. He kisses my forehead then leaves.
Shit. I am royally fucked.

A/N
It's 3am. Kill me. Please.
Don't know where that came from but hey! I ain't complaining! (Sorry for the cursing at the end)
So this is kinda like my Christmas/Hanukkah/Half-Birthday/Whatever you celebrate present! So enjoy!
I also posted another chapter, Afterlife, but since I wrote it earlier, like way earlier, its somewhere between Hurricane and Tee Shirt or something like that. So if you haven't read it just look at table of contents or whatever
So what'd you think Katniss is so screwed over? Only time will tell!

I apologize for my delirious-ness, I haven't really slept in days, so if they seem out of character or different that's why
Anyway thanks for reading!