💋 + 4 (fairthorne) - marxistregime
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Her breath on his neck is the first thing that alertsGale she’s moving in closer, wrapping her arms around his middle, her hairtickling his skin. They’re naked, laying in his bed in Two — home, he reminds himself; this is homenow. But it’s hard to remember that here, so close to the Capitol, is his homewhen he just got back from his family’s house near his old woods.
There’s a part of Gale that will always be Twelve and it’seasy to let himself fall into that trap when he sees the trees and smells theair and feels the clear breeze on his face. Hears the Mockingjays. The Hawthornesdon’t live in the same home he’d grown up in — that place was obliterated inthe bombing. But it feels like something special with the draped curtains andwooden table and burning fireplace. So different from his apartment back here.The large windows showing more city, cool grays lining the walls, technology layingon the slightly stiff furniture.
He wonders if someone can both be woods and weapons at thesame time.
Her lips touch his upper back, lingering there, warm againsthis skin. And he lets his eyes close briefly — there’s no use pretending tosleep, they both know he hasn’t gotten a wink of it and he tries not to lie toher about things anyway — before turning to face her. She knows what’s inTwelve. It’s more than just his mother, brothers, and sister. There’s more thanthe streets and the Seam (though it’s not Seamanymore, just a place where people live) and the woods. It’s Katniss andher names hangs between them, on fire like she’s prone to burn, but he justleans in to kiss Velvet, which helps to sweep away the ash.
He’s okay, even though it doesn’t always feel like itwhenever he comes home. The longer he stays in Twelve, it’s both like breathingagain and suffocating. He’s glad to be gone because, here at least, he knows whohe is. ❛ Hey, ❜ he says because whispering into thedarkness of the bedroom is a reminder to her that he’s actually here and not just his body. He’s leftTwelve.
❛ Hey, ❜ shewhispers back. It’s okay.
