Thread: A Mockingjay Fettered (HeavenSundered & Randomname)

After the meal had concluded, Troy thanked Mrs. Everdeen once again and shook her hand. Troy couldnt tell exactly what the woman felt about him but he was pretty sure that she at least liked him. He had saved her daughter and she came to get to know him and found out that he was a really nice kid. He continued to be his charming self, making sweet, gentle compliments to her mother about her cooking and her house and then to Primrose as well. Prim seemed to be very interested in his hobby of painting that he had. She loved to draw too and she asked if Troy could teach her sometime and of course, Troy agreed to do so. Now as he and Katniss stood alone in the living room, he gave her a nod and a sweet smile. Yes, I would love that. He said as he waited by the door for Katniss to tell her mother that she was walking him home. Once she returned, they stepped outside of the house and began to walk into the Town part of the District. It was a good jump away though and Troy didnt want this night with her to end so he reached for her hand and laced their fingers together and squeezed her hand. Troy felt the same way about her now- that she was his and he was hers. No social class or economic status could deter his thinking. He was glad to hold her hand freely and the people from the Seam gave them confused looks. A Townie with a girl from the Seam? That had to be impossible, or that is what everyone thought. Troy was one of the kindest human beings that could ever be met and his attraction to Katniss went above and beyond any standards that was in their district. On their walk, they spoke some more and tried to get to know each other a little better. Katniss never struck him as a person to tell every detail about her life but she was opening up to Troy and he was doing the same for her. Ten minutes into the conversation and he felt like hed known her forever. With more sly remarks and cute compliments, he hoped he was winning her heart as he still freely held her hand. He gave her a few more innocent kisses on the cheek and lips as they walked, her panties still in his back pocket. Definitely, he was keeping those forever. Finally, they got to the Town and it was later on in the afternoon. The weird looks were coming full blast now and everyone looked disgusted except for Troy. The look on his face was one of pure adoration and emotion and feeling for Katniss. He didnt shy away from her, act like he didnt know her, or pushed her away. He only walked closer to her and let go of her hand so he could wrap his whole arm around her instead. He absolutely loved walking like this with her and he didnt want to get to his house quite yet. As they got down one of the secluded roads in between some old, stores that have closed for the night, he glanced down at Katniss. So, does this mean that were together? You know- like dating? He asked a bit awkwardly. He had so much confidence in the bed but now he was a blushing mess and it was clear that he wanted to call her as his. Then it hit him, he has to ask her, right? Isnt that how it worked. Um, will you go out with me be my girlfriend Katniss? He asked and tilted his head then having to chuckle at how disgruntled and horrible he seemed at this. Actually, let me ask you this way. He said and came to a halt in the middle of the road, turning and taking her face in his hands and pressing his lips against hers and kissing her like this was his last day on Earth.