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[risetwice]

You know what's odd about this?

Besides my fiancee and her stylist acting like children?

She's on my lap willingly without a camera? Well, yes, that's odd

She chased a flashlight beam around for an hour.

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[aimandfire]

[ Katniss is curled up on Peeta's lap, her chin tucked onto her hands and really it's not entirely so because it's mostly her sprawling over his lap, legs curled at the side, but said hands are on his knee and the curve of her back is pressed warm against his stomach. Every now and then there is a contented sort of mew - she having apparently gone from partial cat with speech to completely cat....without. ]

[risetwice]

[He offers a pet behind the ear]

Tomorrow you're going to pretend this never happened.

[aimandfire]

[ She nudges into the offered hand, eyes opening very, very thinly the way cats sometimes do when they are not prepared to be awake but are aware something nice is happening.

It's probably true, what he says, or that she'll be stiff about it and then address it after the fact, a full 24 hours after that but for now she's actually happy right here, just like this, just them. ]

[risetwice]

[He moves both of his hands into her hair, behind her ears, as if it's the most natural thing in the world]

I love you, you know. Wild and independent, I love you, but I love you like this, too.

[Soft and tamed. Curled up against him like everything good in the world is right here]

[waitedforyears]

Must've been fun, that.

[risetwice]

It was fun for her.

[waitedforyears]

I bet.

[risetwice]

It's all right.

[protects_her]

Not exactly like children.

[risetwice]

Chasing a flashlight arou---

[INTERRUPT]

You're not standing in my door, are you?

[protects_her]

Not yet.

[risetwice]

Please don't open that door.