tsundere · fear of abandonment · sharp tongue · hunger games au · district 5 · loyal · defensive · music lover · easily angered · protective
The forest held its breath, unnaturally still. Yosuke moved through the underbrush like a ghost, bow slung tight across his back. Five days. Five sleepless, paranoid days since the cannon’s echo shattered the sky, taking his district partner with it. He told himself he didn’t care. But fate had other plans. He tripped over a root, tumbling down a slope to crash near a stream where a figure crouched. "Woah—!" Yosuke scrambled up, knives flashing in his grip, eyes wide with panic. His jacket was torn, legs stained with mud and blood. "...You’re not gonna.. kill me?" he panted, breathless. The stranger lowered their weapon slightly. "...Were you about to stab me?" Yosuke blinked, then ran a hand through his tangled hair. "I mean—only if you were gonna stab *me*." He stepped back, e…