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"Let's see what was happening in the cave where our new alliance have been staying today shall we?" Caesar said, smiling as he always would, receiving a nod from his colleague. The screens behind them was showing bits and pieces of the fishing, and the meal.
"They're really working hard together, who thought that we would ever see that? The girl from district two and the girl from district twelve?" Caesar received another nod, and then the both of them kept silent as the screens were showing how Katniss had started crawling against Clove. A confused expression played upon the both commentators faces, as Katniss came closer and closer. Caesar almost choked when he gathered the mood the girls was in.
"Oh my." He let out under his breath as Katniss put her hand on Cloves neck.
Everything fell silent, and both of the men dropped their jaws to the floor as the girls connected their lips.
"I did not see that coming!" Caesar exclaimed after a few seconds, and a very nervous, confused expression was upon him. Anyone could see that he was not comfortable, and didn't know what to do. The game makers must've liked the idea, to stir everything up further.

"What do you think they're saying right now?" Her voice was soft, like a whisper but not really.
"What do you mean?" I didn't really know what she was talking about, everything was still spinning. Frankly I didn't really know if I was dreaming or not. I've dreamt about her before, so this could just be another dream. But the feeling that her lips had left on mine told me differently.
"In the Capitol? The game makers?" She said. She brought her hand to my face and put a strand of my hair from my face. The small contact from her fingers on my forehead was intoxicating. My mind was in complete turmoil, I couldn't let the fact that her body was laying against mine go.
"Oh." I licked my lips, still tasting hers. "I don't know. I think they might use this to stir things up. It's all a show you know." She just nodded and searched my eyes for a while, before laying her head down against my chest.

"Is this okay?" She said in a whisper once again, and baffled by her question I couldn't help but to chuckle.
"You have no idea how okay that is." I said as I moved my hand to rest on her back. I was nervous, but I felt comfortable around her. I wasn't afraid anymore, I knew I liked her. I wanted to be with her. I wanted to kiss her again, and again, and again. And frankly I couldn't hold it anymore. She broke the small wall between us, and now there was no going back. I needed to have her.
"Were you poor?" I heard my own voice ask, It just slipped out, I couldn't help it. Her body tensed against mine for a split second, before she relaxed again.
"Yes, but we made it work." She stated. Her voice was steady, honest. I wanted to know more, so I just decided to keep talking.
"How is it, to live in district 12 I mean?" I started making small circles with my index finger around her shoulders
"It's tough. There are many people that die every day on the street from hunger and such. Of course there is a wealthier part of our district, but I mostly spend my time in the seam or in the woods." She replied, taking a small pause before continuing.
"A lot of people don't have any other option than working in the mines to get by, I'm lucky that my father made me learn to hunt. It's still just barely that we got by though. Everything is dirty, there are no real showers, and we could live a week on a loaf of bread, but that's just the way it is."
My heart broke a little. I couldn't even imagine how it must've been to live like that. I couldn't think of anything to say. I just knew that I had to make sure she won, so that she would never ever let her or her family live like that again. When did I become so emotional?
"That's horrible. I can't even imagine it." I said in a small voice, and I tried my best to think of something to make up for it, but nothing I could say would make a difference.
"I don't think I want to know how it is in district 2, but could you at least tell me how it's like at your home? How's your family?" She tugged at my top a little, grasping it once again with those slender fingers.
"I haven't really thought about it." I pondered. "They're my family and all, but I don't think I ever really loved them or anything." Her head shot up from my chest and her eyes trained onto mine with a confused expression. I immediately felt like I had to try and explain.
"They feed me, and mom used to play with me before I was able to start training. But they've never hugged me, or talked about what I might like. They just trained me, and told me that I needed to get better if I was going to make them proud. I never learned to love anything." Katniss eyes flickered between the both of mine before she responded.
"You must've loved something?" her voice was pleading.
"Well, I never had any friends, I never fell in love with someone, I never did anything else than train." I thought about it for a second. "I love to act." I closed my eyes to not see her response. It was a silly thing to love.
"That's horrible." My breath hitched. "But I'm glad you found something that made you happy." Her voice sounded so sincere, it was determined, yet soft. I opened my eyes again, and was met with a dorky smile and two blue eyes. I couldn't help but to chuckle at that adorable smile.
"You make me happy." I heard myself say. My eyes widened and so did hers.
Then she started laughing. She had such a heartwarming laugh, the sound made me feel tingly in every part of my being. "Do you always speak before you think?" She returned into sitting position and I immediately missed the warmth of her body against mine. I sat up as well and opened my mouth to try and explain when her lips suddenly enveloped mine again. This time it was soft, so light against my lips. It ended quickly, and behind shut eyes I could hear her say "You make me happy too." I opened my eyes, and there she was, with messy hair, no shirt, and a small smile upon her lips.
I wanted to touch her skin, which always seemed to be warm. That always made me buzz with a comfortable feeling, that made me want to live for the first time in my life.
"I think my clothes are dry now, I'll be back soon." I said, and when I was about to stand up, I couldn't help but to let my hand envelope her cheek for a second before leaving her.
I walked over to the clothes and quickly changed, and to my satisfaction they were dry and kind of warm because of the sun that had been shining all day. A few Mockingjay's were singing nearby, and so I sung the same melody I did before. They all responded, and I felt as if maybe this would all die out, we could live here forever, they wouldn't kill us. I shrugged my shoulders and returned to Katniss, giving her the jacket and the top back, she swiftly put them on and I immediately thought that maybe I should've hid them or something, I missed the sight of her toned stomach.
"I'm a bit tired, come here." Her voice was dorky, kind of teasing. As I sat down beside her, she enveloped me into her arms and laid us both down. She was as warm as ever, and my worn out body drifted onto sleep in an instant.

Katniss PoV

Small hands were placed on the small of my back, and a floral kind of smell infected me nose as I took a deep breath. The past few weeks I had not been able to take my mind of the small girl sleeping against my chest. Clove was all kinds of amazing, beautiful, humble, charming, adorable, and attractive. Those dark eyes that seemed to shift color every day, the freckles on her face, the cooling sensation of her skin against mine made me go crazy. It felt as if I was trapped, stuck on her. I tried my best to push it away at first, but after a while I couldn't see the point of it anymore. My body was screaming after her touch, my ears were pleading to hear that husky voice, and after I while I realized I was hopelessly devoted to her. I knew that this would end in tragedy, but I some part of me kept pushing that away, all I wanted was her. I watched as she crinkled her nose in her sleep, making a the small moan. A smile crept upon my lips, she was adorable. I wanted to know what she was dreaming. Her tiny hands gripped tighter around me, and a familiar swelling in my chest reappeared.
My hands found their way to her jawline, and the tip of my fingers made contact with her incredibly soft skin. I trembled a little, I didn't know what she would think if she woke up now, and saw me gawking upon her. I had been successful at stealing glances of her the first couple of weeks, but more and more often I could see her eyes find mine as I was staring at her.
She seemed so confused, all the time. I wanted to tell her to not be confused, but she had every right to.
"Don't leave me" she pleaded, crawling closer, snuggling into the crook of my neck. I knew that she was probably sleep talking, but I couldn't help myself.
"I'll never leave you. If I left you I would leave only as third of myself. Because one would be broken, and one would be yours." I pressed my lips upon her head, smelling the floral of her dark hair. It had some kind of husky shade to it, the smell I mean. It was as intoxicating as drugs, and I couldn't think of anything more addictive than that other than her soft skin.
I forced myself not to crush the small girl with my arms, I knew she was strong as a bull, but her tender figure just seemed so fragile against me. I wanted her closer to me, I wanted her under my clothes, but if I pressed her harder against me I was afraid I might break her.
My body drifted off onto a light state of sleep, I had to be ready, even when I was sleeping. Nothing was going to hurt her, I was going to protect her with my life. A twirling image of green and beige and brown entered my mind, and soon I was dreaming dreams inspired by Clove, the deliciously beautiful girl snuggled onto me.

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