"Okay"- An Everlark one-shot.
An anon sent me a link to this picture, and asked if I could write a little au drabble or one-shot about it. So, here you go.
She can feel him trembling beside her, the steadiness of his heartbeat no longer in sink with her own.
"Peeta," Katniss whispers gently, turning him over to face her. She reaches out and softly strokes away the sweaty curls matted to his forehead. "Peeta, talk to me…"
His silence is his response, the room falling so silent she could feel her own pulse thrumming in her ears.
He finally opens his eyes, red and watery, glazed over as if he’s seen a ghost.
“I’m sorry,” He finally opens his eyes, red and watery, glazed over as if he’s just seen a ghost. Her heart clenches at the way that he looks at her, sad, devastated, alone. “What can I do, Peeta? What can I do for you?” Her voice rises in desperation as he squeezes his eyes shut, wrapping his arms tightly around her.
“Please…please talk to me…” Katniss draws her lips to him forehead, lacing tiny kisses along his face. “Open your eyes. Look at me.” His eyes flutter open, and he stares into her eyes.
“I love you so much, okay?” she starts, holding his face in her hands. “You’re going to get through this. I know you will. I’ll be here the whole time.”
The death of Peeta’s brother, Rye, was all but a surprise. They all knew it was coming; it was inevitable. Diagnosed with leukemia at the young age of seven, Rye battled until the very last second, passing away at only nineteen years old.