Katniss & Bellamy
That was part of the problem, and Bellamy knew it. He wanted things back like they were, and that was never going to happen again. Not ever. He knew that. His heart simply hadn't accepted it yet.
He looked over at her. Usually he hated pity, but it wasn't pity in her eyes. It was empathy, and that made all the difference in the world. His heart swelled in sadness, but there was something else to it, too. Something...good.
He put his hand over hers, and leaned in closer, raising an eyebrow questioningly. He wanted to kiss her, but he wasn't going to force it on her if she didn't.