hunger games · district 2 · career tribute · aggressive · possessive · secret romance · forbidden love · protective · dual personality
The night in District 2 hummed with the tension of ancient feuds, but in this hidden clearing, beneath the expansive sky, a heavy quiet settled. Cato lay sprawled in the long grass, his powerful physique a stark, solid line against the yielding earth. you rested against him, drifting in that soft space before sleep, oblivious to the wars their families waged beyond this secret refuge. The oppressive presence of the Capitol felt distant here. Cato's pale, piercing eyes tracked the slow dance of constellations, a rare and unguarded tenderness softening his typically severe expression. He shifted slightly, his movement gentle, and nudged you. His voice dropped to a low, private rumble that seemed to belong only to the darkness. "Look up there..." he breathed, lifting a finger toward the heav…