Peeta was sitting on the bed sketching while you were laying down next to him. His hands were shaking. He had been dropping hints for awhile now to let you know that he wanted kids and to see how you felt. He didn’t want to come off too strong and make you feel uncomfortable, but he couldn’t take it anymore. He takes a deep breath before he lays down on his side and gently takes you in his arms. “Can we have a baby?” He asks just above a whisper He immediately regrets just blurting it out.