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Scolding a kid when it's her first day of teaching wasn't on Effie's perfectly arranged schedule, worse is that her kid is involved. So there she was, waiting for the girl's parents to arrive and have a talk with them.
When Katniss’ parent arrived it wasn't at all what she expected. A rough looking man, long hair and wearing the most atrocious outfit combination of all time. Grey long-sleeves and black trousers, not even a hint of color.
You have got to be kidding me.
Haymitch Abernathy.
Her ex-husband, who is the reason she avoided being in District 12 all those years. The man whom she spent 5 years being married to and divorced after a heated argument. He didn't try to fix it, she gave up. They couldn’t make it work.
Haymitch freezes at the sight of her. He hesitates to come inside her empty classroom with only her and the kids are inside. He analyzes her, she feels offended by the way he smirks. Haymitch sat down next to Katniss.
“So where's the other kids' parents?” Haymitch pointed to Peeta. “Dont tell me that they are not here yet, considering how late i was” he laughed. It was obvious that Katniss is embarrassed of him and just wants to go straight home.
“She’s my mommy” Peeta turns to her and smiles proudly as if she was his whole world. Her sweet baby Peeta. She was raising him right.
“Oh is she now?” Haymitch raises an eyebrow and was trying hard to hide his smirk. The whole room was quiet and that made him realize it.
“Yes, Mr. Abernathy. He is my child” Her annoyance was getting hard to hide and she and Peeta hadn't had lunch yet, she wanted to end the meeting as soon as possible.
Haymitch was awfully quiet and the air in the room became heavier, even the two kids were eyeing each other. He was hoping that something would ease the awkwardness. “So what did Katniss do?” He was serious now.
“Peeta would you tell Mr Abernathy what happend at the playgroun-” Haymitch interrupted her.
“You named your child Peeta?” He was trying to make the mood lighter, but as always, he made it worse.
“Mommy, can I go to Uncle Cinna's classroom?” Peeta asks her. She was grateful that he did because she doesn't want him to witness her strangling Katniss' dad. For Katniss though, she looked like she had witnessed enough violence.
Peeta kissed his mother on the cheekand turned to leave the classroom.
“Can i go with you?” Katniss spoke up and everybody turned to look at her. All of them hadn't expected that.
“Sure” Peeta responded nicely.
Both kids exited the classroom and Effie was stuck with her ex husband, good thing she was only stuck with him in a classroom and not in a marriage.
“There was an incident today at the playground during recess” Effie started explaining. “Peeta was trying to give Katniss a gift, a plastic flower that he got from my desk. He was trying to make a good first expression, Katniss didn't react well and hit him in his shoulders”
“The boy's gotta toughen up” he blurted. “Did his father not teach him how to do that?”
Effie was offended by this man for the third time. Implying that her baby is not tough, when his child was the one who hit him. She lacks manners, not to mention it was unladylike.
“Peeta was taught to not ever put a hand on a girl” She argued, she was glad that Peeta wasn't there to witness her anger.
“When did you move back here?” Haymitch shifted the topic. He stayed silent long enough to make her uncomfortable and force her to answer. “Is he mine?”
He definitely asked the last question to mess with her head.
“He isnt yours. He is far too cute to be your kid” Effie was fuming and her voice did not hide that. Her ex husband brings out the worse version of her. He is good at making her patience run out.
“So there's another guy?” Haymitch looked too sad saying that question, as if it had affected him. “Another lucky bastard” He scoffed and looks straight into her eyes.
The eye contact lasted for straight 2 minutes until Effie broke it first.
“There isnt”
“Then tell me how the fuck did you have a child, Effie” he sighs and stood up to pace around, probably to calm himself down. “I am well aware of how babies are made, we had sex almost everyday back then for fucks sake!” His voice did not falter.
“I had a sperm donor” She finally admitted. She took a step towards him to calm him down. She cupped his face just as she did before. She knew that her touch would calm him.
“How old is he?” His tone is much better than before.
“Eight. He was born in August” Effie was hesitant to admit. She didn't think that she owes him that information.
“We broke up in December, princess” he reminded her as if she would ever forget that date.
“Nine months before August is November” he said more to himself than Effie.
“He was a premature baby, Haymitch” Haymitch’s eyes looked disappointed. “I was planning to get pregnant whether it was your baby or not and right after we broke up i headed straight to the clinic”
“I could've given you a child if you had just let me think about it” he sounds exhausted—or maybe regretful. Effie couldn't tell.
“No, you wouldn’t!” She distanced herself from him, fearing she might hurt him physically. “ How dare you say that to me…You made it clear you never wanted a child. I convinced myself that i could live with that but i couldn't”
“I called you multiple times the night you left” He admitted, and it wasn’t easy for him to do that. He never admits his feelings, that's the reason why they had a divorce.
“It doesn't matter, you have a daughter now. It wouldnt be fair to her or your wife”
“Wife?” he scoffed. “You think i have a wife?” Haymitch almost looked like he was mocking her “Katniss is Burdock’s daughter and i have never entertained the idea of having a wife if it wasn't you”
Oh.
Oh.
“Haymitch…”
“I should leave” He gathered Katniss’ backpack and water bottle and headed to the door. “I apologize for Katniss behavior, i will tell her to say sorry to your son too” He avoided eye contact, it took all his strength to not look at her eyes.
“Wait!” Effie called out.
She kisses him and he returns it too. His hands wandered to the small of her back. The kiss deepens and…He was disappointed when she pulled back. The kiss was still magical just like the first time, he contemplated if he should get down on his knees and beg for her to be his wife again.
“Meet me at the bar where we used to go, 9 pm tonight” he declared, it was an order and an invitation at the same time.“Wait you dont have a boyfriend right? Or girlfriend?” he sure do need to confirm that before he goes on and hopefully, if she lets him, sleep with her.
“Not really, I'm pretty much still in love with my ex husband” she teased and she knew it would work. For the first time since he walked in that door, he laughed sincerely. Only one woman can make him laugh that way, and he hadn’t done it since she divorced him.
It was 8:30 and Effie was on her way to the bar. She had made sure that Peeta ate and went to bed before she left the house. She had called Portia to look after him, and her best friend told her that she should take her time…
She is wearing a very tight dress that hugs her body perfectly, the cut highlights her breasts and the back part is non existent. A bandage dress, as she calls it. She lets her hair run free, it would be ruined anyway. The small purse she was carrying only carries condoms (the ones that fits him perfectly), birth control pills, her phone and her credit card.
Haymitch arrived in an all black outfit, he looked like he took a bath and his hair wa properly combed. He had cleaned up nicely.
Seems like he remembered that she liked her men wearing black after all.
“Hey gorgeous” He grabbed her waist from behind and kissed her nape. Effie giggled under his touch but guided his hands to her breasts anyway. It was loud and there were only a few people all around the bar. But the atmosphere was lively.
“I think we should get a drink first” Effie suggested. “We should catch up and get to know each other” she faced him and pointed to the bar. She knew he wouldn’t say no to a drink or her. She took his hands and walked towards the bar without waiting for any confirmation from him.
They had spent the night talking about their own lives. Haymitch talked about how he got custody of Katniss and Prim. Effie talked about the difficulties she faced when raising Peeta, being a single mom and all the other stuff.
Haymitch felt guilty about the whole situation, the boy grew up without a father and Effie had to raise him alone. Effie was a great mother though and he knows that even before he knew about Peeta, the way she longed for a child broke his heart back then.
When all the things they needed to talk about were clear and they both confirmed that they do not hate each other, at least for now, they started having fun. Effie was sitting on his lap and toying with his hair. Haymitch was of course staring at her breasts and looked too eager to take off all her clothes.
“What are you wearing underneath?” He murmured before kissing her.
“How about you discover it yourself?” Effie talked fast so she could carry on with the kiss. None of them were willing to stop kissing the other.
She shifted her position on his lap just the right amount that he would feel something different. Haymitch was down bad for her and it was obvious just by looking into his eyes. Almost as if he was hungry for her.
“Enough teasing, let’s go” Haymitch declared.
She didn’t stop teasing, even in the streets. Her hands lowers to his stomach and lowers more to his hardened dick. She bit her lips which made Haymitch stop at his tracks, the teasing was getting more difficult to deal with.
“Princess, save it for later or i would have no choice but to fuck you in that alley” Haymitch says and pointed into a dark alley across the street.
“Mind your language, darling” She whispers in his ear, which isn't practical given that he was taller and she had to tiptoe even with her heels on. It did not help with his erection either.
They checked in on the nearest hotel and didn’t even make it to the room before they started making out. Her legs were wrapped around his waist the moment they entered that elevator. And by the time they got to their floor Haymitch's shirt was unbuttoned and her dress wasnt even hiding her underwear anymore.
“We need to hurry up” Effie tells him as he was putting her down the bed. He was struggling to take the tight dress off her and his eyes were fixed once he took it off. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her breasts are on open display for him. Her panties just takes a few second to take off too
“I think we should take all our time, princess. We deserve it-” He deadpanned.
“Peeta wouldn’t like it if he knew that his mother came home late” Effie interrupted.
“Maybe Peeta would like a new sibling”
He kisses her so she doesn’t interrupt him anymore and she accepts it.
He was still very good in bed, she figures.