His hands slide around her jaw and his fingers slip through her silky hair, admiring her still. "I missed you more." He smiles knowing she may try to argue that, but interferes any chance of that with another kiss. She tastes sweet, like she always does and it practically revives him just being in her presence, but her kiss can always bring him back to life.
It's now that he notices the waves on the giant window-screen that lights up the entire room. The sound is the only comfort that he can find in the image that just looks to be a projection of what the Capitol sees as District 4. Yet, it still manages to make him homesick. His arms still around her, he looks back to Annie and weakly smiles.
Her body still pressed against his makes him just wants to hold her. There would be no going back home any time soon so these moments meant the world to him. "Never leave me." Everything she would say and do would tell him that she would never stray or abandon him, but with what they both know he may have to do later on that evening, his fears emerge. They're always stronger when he's in the Capitol because she has to see him go and return. The red of his skin after he's tried to wash and scrape away the scent of any other woman that may be left behind. She has to see that here. Still he always returns to bed with her, never spending an entire night away even if it meant returning at 4 or 5 in the morning.
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It's now that he notices the waves on the giant window-screen that lights up the entire room. The sound is the only comfort that he can find in the image that just looks to be a projection of what the Capitol sees as District 4. Yet, it still manages to make him homesick. His arms still around her, he looks back to Annie and weakly smiles.
Her body still pressed against his makes him just wants to hold her. There would be no going back home any time soon so these moments meant the world to him. "Never leave me." Everything she would say and do would tell him that she would never stray or abandon him, but with what they both know he may have to do later on that evening, his fears emerge. They're always stronger when he's in the Capitol because she has to see him go and return. The red of his skin after he's tried to wash and scrape away the scent of any other woman that may be left behind. She has to see that here. Still he always returns to bed with her, never spending an entire night away even if it meant returning at 4 or 5 in the morning.
"I don't know what I'd do without you."