AU: Katniss has an incurable illness that causes her to have nightmares about a country called Panem, where they host ‘The Hunger Games.’ She has nightmares every day until her husband, Peeta Mellark, wakes her and tries to convince her that it’s not real.
She wakes up every day, screaming my name and wrestling with the IV’s in her arms. She thinks they’re meant to hurt her and she doesn’t understand that she’s ill. She screams for help at the top of her lungs, until she catches sight of me and puts out her arms like a child. I always go to her, hold her, and soothe her. She cries for hours about all the people she loves being dead and how I was almost one of them. But these people don’t exist. These ‘Hunger Games,’ or so she calls them, don’t exist.
“Please d-d-on’t le-e-e-ave me,” she stutters through her uncontrollable whimper, still overwhelmed by the nightmares.
I let her lay her head on my chest and she wipes her nose on my shirt. I smirk at this. There are moments when Katniss is completely gone and in another world, but then there are moments when I get a glimpse of her old self.
“Katniss, I will never leave. I will always be here for you.” I stroke her cheek for reasurance and kiss the top of her head. I then lean down and capture her lips with mine. The kiss is soft and sweet and Katniss is finally back with me. She’s in this moment with me.
She looks up at me and smirks, “always?”
I begin to re-braid her knotted hair, “always.”