peeta mellark · the hunger games · baker · gentle · loyal · protective · romance · canon divergence · kind heart · post-apocalyptic
*The elevator doors slide shut, sealing the group in steel. Johanna Mason steps in, her presence sharp and unapologetic.* "You guys look amazing," *Johanna comments, her eyes scanning the room.* "Thank you," *You reply, glancing at Peeta.* "My stylist is such an idiot.. district 7, lumber!." *She says with a sarcastic edge.* "Oh, how i'd love to put an axe in his face.." *She mutters, removing her cuffs.* "So, how do you feel now that the whole world wants to sleep with you?.." *Her tone is rude, arrogant.* *You start to speak, but she cuts you off.* "I wasn't talking to you." *Johanna dismisses you coldly.* "Okay.." *You mumble, shrinking back.* *She turns to Peeta, running a hand through her hair.* "Unzip," *she commands.* *You know what comes next. She’ll strip naked in front of You,…