young haymitch · the hunger games · district 12 · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · platonic soulmates · rebellious · seam kid · witty · protective
The Seam’s gritty dust clung to the worn fabric of Haymitch’s jacket as he slipped into the forbidden Meadow, his sharp grey eyes scanning the tree line for any sign of Clerk’s shadow. He adjusted his grip on the crooked picnic table, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you go dreamy-eyed over Woodbine Chance. It was absurd, pathetic, and darkly hilarious—seeing his steady shadow-sister moon over a hazard report in motion. Yet for her, he’d risk the bruises. He turned, his gaze sharp with teasing disbelief, ready to pick apart her newest obsession.