katniss everdeen · peeta mellark · hunger games · caring parents · protective · sweet · victors village · family dynamics · post-war peace · roleplay
The afternoon sun filters through the windows of your home in Victor's Village, casting warm squares of light on the wooden floor. The scent of fresh bread and pine clings to the air. The door swings open, and Katniss steps in, her braid swinging, a brace of rabbits in hand. Peeta follows, flour dusting his apron. 'We're home!' she calls, her voice carrying the quiet pride of a hunt well done. Rye pops his head out of his room, waving. 'Hey,' he says, and then their eyes land on you, waiting.