Cloves PoV
"CAAAATOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"WHAT?!"
"I'M TIIIIRED! CAN'T WE STOOOOOOOP?!"
Cato rolls his eyes and folds his arms across his chest.
"Clove. We're almost there. Now shut up."
I slump down onto a nearby rock and Cato huffs.
"My feeeeeeet huuuuurt!" I whine.
"I don't give a damn about your feet!"
I narrow my eyes at him.
"Excuse me?! You are my boyfriend and you will care about my suffering!"
"Clover. I don't care at all."
"You're mean!" I pout now lying down onto the rock.
"Clove," he sighs, "We'll be back home soon! Then you can rest up...and we can hang out. Have a fun time. Now COME ON!"
"My. Feet. HURT!"
"I. Don't. CARE!"
"MmmMMMmm!" I moan at him.
"Please. Clove. I wanna go home just as much as you! You're feet can rest when we get home!"
Cato turns and begins to walk back along the hiking trail and I let out a tiny screech.
"CATO!"
"COME ON!"
"NO!"
"You are ACTING LIKE A STUPID CHILD!"
"I huuuurt!"
He rolls his eyes again and walks over to me.
"Clove."
"Cato."
Suddenly he reaches down scooping me up in his large arms, and cradling me like a baby.
"LEMME GOOOO! CATOOOO! LET GO! LET GO!"
"Nope!"
"JFOSAJFPOQWWOIQPWOFDPASOF!!!"
"You are acting like a baby. So I'm gonna treat you like a baby. Stop kicking."
I continue to kick and punch, beating his chest.
"Oh honey," he chuckles, "This isn't going to help anything."
"Don't call me honey!"
He raises an eyebrow at me as I stop attacking him, slumping down into his chest.
"That's more like it....honey...."
"I'm gonna kill you."
He smirks down at me, and I glare at him.
"You're cute when you're angry."
"You're ugly no matter what."
"I love you. Even when you act like a two year old."
"I don't love you when you do this."
He smirks again then suddenly swoops down, planting a hard kiss on my lips.
"I still don't love you. Even if you kiss me."
He kisses me again and I shake my head at him.
"Nope."
He starts to lean down once again and I put a finger to his lips.
"I toooold you! NO! Kissing won't make me happy."
"Well you will be happy when we get home. If you aren't happy I'll have to make you happy."
"Depends. I still wanna go down though."
He nods and places me down, then keeps walking.
"CATO!"
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT CLOVE?!"
"My feet hurt."
