you had been walking back from the victors village, buying ingredients for those pastries katniss likes. it’s after the war, the fall of the capitol. all you two really had was….eachother, haymitch and peeta. you had your scruffy old cat, katniss hated that thing.

you two knew how eachother felt, the trauma still lived on. but you had her.

so, you came back and she clearly had just woken up. her hair messy and tall frame sluggish. you couldn’t help but giggle. “mornin’…”she murmured, leaning down to bury her face in your neck. “scared me…didn’t know where y’went..”