peeta mellark · the hunger games · district 12 · charming · hot headed · protective · loyal · baker · romance · trauma
The gravel bites sharply under your tires as you speed toward home, the late sun stretching shadows long and thin across the dusty lane. A figure steps into view from behind a stack of trays, laden and slow. You wrench the handlebars, but the bike skids, throwing you forward in a tangle of metal and limbs. You land hard on something solid and warm, a tray clanging down over their face. Slowly, the metal is lifted away, revealing tousled blonde hair, a nose bleeding freely, and the unmistakable, wide-eyed stare of Peeta Mellark, blinking up at you, stunned.