Home alone

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I'm walking back from work with peeta, he came ten minutes before I finished and right after he finished his job at the bakery, I suggested he should be an artist last week and he actually listened to me and sent some of his work to a local gallery

We walk though the front door, the house is empty all week because clove and Cato have gone to Spain, Johanna is with blight, hell knows were though and finnick and Annie are visiting there parents to tell them about the engagement

As for prim and haymitch there busy again training young angels and demons all week, so it's just us at home this week, it's nice having the whole week alone because we've missed so much of each other's life's

I lay with him on the couch watching movies, he has his arms drapped around me as I have my head on his chest, he sighs and kisses my forehead

"You know the house has never been this quite"he says, I smile

"I know, well it has before the group lived here but I like it better with more people in"I say he smiles at me tightening his grip

"How was it growing up with siblings"I say he grins

"It was good and bad, I mean they use to taunt me and annoy the hell outta of me but than again it was fun to have people to joke with and mess about with, but I think even when they got on my nerves I liked it because we we're playing"he says I smile

"Growing up with haymitch was the same, him always annoying me and me doing it back"I say he laughs

"So your saying your uncle is a man child"he asks in a joking tone, I laugh

"Yes, yes I am because face it haymitch is a giant man child"I say, he grins at me

"The day I met you two I noticed how you acted around one another, he gets you like you get him because you both are stubborn and you both know loss, I know you Both deny it but you needed eachother, and you still do"he says,I look up at him

Maybe he's right, maybe without haymitch when I was younger and when I met the group I would have fallen apart, I sigh and look at him

"Why are you always right"I mutter, he kisses me softly

"Because I am"he says, I smack his arm playfully giggling

He rolls his eyes and shakes his head smiling at me

"Some things don't change"he says, I don't think he was talking to me I think it was more along the lines if thinking out loud, so I don't comment

*time skip*

I'm taking my makeup off now, peeta complains I don't need it but I don't believe him for one second, he comes in and wraps his arms around me m

"See you look way better"he says,I raise me eyebrow and spin

"I don't think so"I say,he frowns

"I'm not kidding kat, you are beauitful which makeup or whatever the hell you put on your face"he says, looking at me with a serious face, I sigh

"I don't think so peeta"I admit, he just wraps his arms around me and unbraids my hair and running his fingers though it

For some reason I find it comforting, so I let him until it's all down and reaches my lower back, I pulls back and looks at me and tilts his head a little

"Your beautiful katniss and you look even better with your hair out if that braid"he says, I smile and poke his nose

"Your too nice"I say, he chuckles and try's to poke me back, but I run out of the room laughing

I know es chasing me so I run into my bedroom, he catches me and locks his arms around me

"Got you"he says, I growl while laughing

His face is Inch's from my own, I can feel his warm breath on my face,I close the gap and press my lips to his own

It's soft at first but starts getting more heated, he pushes me against the wall one arm on the wall while the other is around me pulling me closer

It's passionate and really heated, unlike the kisses we've had before, it's hungry and makes me want more, and I know he does too

I start playing with the hem of his shirt, he pulls away and looks me in the eyes, we're both breathless looking at eachother

"Are you sure"he asks scanning my eyes

"We're twenty one peeta, I'm sure"I say, and he presses his lips back to mine

And the rest was a blur

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