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She didn't want to let any doors shut between them. Because if they did, she knew she wouldn't be seeing Peeta till the cornucopia. And that couldn't happen.

So here they were, standing awkwardly in the bathroom of her quarters in the Tribute suite. Because they both needed to wash the day away, but neither of them wanted to approach the elephant in the room of showering...without doors closing between them. At least Katniss didn't, and she assumed Peeta didn't.

Hopefully the Capitol wouldn't lock one of them in the shower all night. But really, she wouldn't be surprised right now.

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Curling into him, she chuckled at the sound of his voice, the feeling it more than hearing it.

The night was something she wanted to hold on to, but she was warm, and heavy, and she could already feel sleep pushing at the edges of her mind. Her lips found his skin, kissing over it, pressing close to him.

She knew this would be her last time to tell him something, possibly. But she didn't want to say anything wrong. Let this be his last memory of her.

[bakersson]

With a shift he slipped out of her and laziness took over once again. It was an odd feeling and it made his stomach squirm with something akin to loss, though he brushed the thought off as silly and due to his nerves about tomorrow, his general exhaustion.

Moving off of her so she could rest well, he laid down on his side, pressed up against her with an arm around her waist. He looked happy, unable to take his eyes off of her. She was practically glowing.

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She pressed close, winding an arm around his chest, and feeling his breath come and go.

"Goodnight..." She murmured softly, hesitating. It would be easy to say now, but she didn't want him to think she had just said it because they were going to die. Even given tonight, this was...more.

It had to be real, and this was real but...but she didn't want him to doubt it when she said it. Even if it meant she never did.

[bakersson]

"Good night," he returned, tired but content, and even as his eyes began to betray his desire to stay up, he fought against it to keep her in his gaze, to keep this memory burnt within for as long as he could.

One of his hands reached up to brush a few stray hairs from her face, pushing them back and behind her ear, before his arm settled around her again. It was then that he couldn't keep sleep at bay any longer which, in retrospect, was probably a good thing. He wouldn't have been able to sleep for a moment otherwise with thoughts of tomorrow lingering in his mind...

So instead he went to sleep with the image of her, with this loving feeling of warmth, even if it would be a temporary reprieve.

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((We can delete this, but I can only plurk from my phone rn so it is not the best for plurking atm.

We had discussed jumping forward to after the games, and possible baby plot, cause it's our psl and haters to the left. Did you still wanna do that, or where do you wanna go from here?))

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[bakersson]

[[And I fail and reply 10 days later OTL. I am good with continuing to there! I'm still interested in ruining their lives more continuing with the plot 8) We can do a big time skip. Though I can't remember if we were going to have them both saved or what happened in canon with Peeta being captured.]]

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((Originally, Peeta was going to be hijacked. And ruined lives are always the best.

http://yeeeeeeeeeeah.dreamwidth.org/938.html?thread=131498#cmt131498 I made a new thread since this one was getting long.))