“Your favorite color… it’s green?” “That’s right.” Then I think of something to add. “And your’s is orange.”“Orange?” He seems unconvinced.”Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset,” I say. “At least, that’s what you told me once.”“Oh.” He closes his eyes briefly, maybe trying to conjure up that sunset, then he nods his head. “Thank you.” But more words tumble out. “You’re a painter. You’re a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.” Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid like cry.
- Katniss & Peeta {Mockingjay}
Via Real or Not Real?
I reversed it so it looks like hes taking his shirt off rather than putting it back on, for obvious reasons.
I really could just watch this forever
Via That's Cute...
And then he gives me a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me.
(Source: katnips)
