pixiesticks: (peeta and katniss; arms; hunger games)
Kate ([personal profile] pixiesticks) wrote2016-07-06 03:43 am

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Title: Primrose
Fandom: The Hunger Games
Rating/Warnings: E for Everyone B)
Pairings/Characters: Peeta Mellark/Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen
Summary: "It was late. But she insisted. He watched from the open doorway for a second, watching his crazy... Katniss walking out into the yard. The rain that day had delayed him from planting the primrose bushes."



It was late. But she insisted. He watched from the open doorway for a second, watching his crazy... Katniss walking out into the yard. The rain that day had delayed him from planting the primrose bushes. Katniss had let him into her bed that night, but she had woke with screaming nightmares. Instead of being comforted by Peeta's soft words, she had gotten up, and marched downstairs, saying, "Prim, Prim, I have to plant them."

As strong as Katniss was, she wasn't going to be able to plant two big bushes of roses by herself in the dark wearing just a long shirt. He padded out onto the walkway in his bare feet. She looked up at the noise, and her mouth softened. He wondered when it started doing that. He grabbed the shovel, and together, they planted the primrose bushes. He gave them a little water, and then they wandered back inside, filthy, wet, and a little tired. They crawled back into bed together, too tired to care about the mess, and immediately wrapped around each other.

They grew, and so did the bushes. They learned to live with each other, and the bushes watched them through it. Peeta watered them regularly, and they blossomed overnight the night Katniss said she loved him.

He woke one night, and Katniss wasn't by his side. This wasn't an alarming thing, as she liked to wander. So did he, when he couldn't sleep. He checked the usual hideouts, the living room, the kitchen, the porch. And when he made his way out to the porch, he saw her out there, staring at those bushes. By now he knew a lot more about Katniss, and he knew she still loved Primrose, even with her in the grave. You don't stop loving someone when they die. Peeta padded back the same way he had on a previous night, a night that had been so full of relief and tentative warmth.

He went over to her side, to look at the flowers with her, and Katniss smiled at him (which in itself was a completely beautiful thing that used to not happen very much.)

"Bad dream?"

She shook her head. "Good dream."

That made him smile back. He put an arm around her, and this time, she let it stay there. For a girl who let so few people in, she'd let Peeta in and made him feel at home.