and that is why i love this boy…
Josh Hutcherson with his dad, Chris, goes to the doctors office in Beverly Hills, CA · May 18
why can’t josh dress like this everyday. besides always wearing a sleeveless shirt all the time.
Peeta’s awake already, sitting on the side of the bed, looking bewildered as the trio of doctors reassure him, flash lights in his eyes, checks his pulse. I’m disappointed that mine was not the first face he saw when he woke up, but he sees it now. His features registrer disbelief and something more intense that I can’t quite place. Desire? Desperation? Surely both, for he sweeps the doctors aside, leaps to his feets and moves towards me. I run to meet him, my arms extended to embrace him. His hands are reaching for mine too, to caress my face, I think.
My lips are forming his name when his fingers lock around my throat.
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An unexpected warmth rushes through me.
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AU: Katniss and Peeta never had to compete in the Games a second time, and became Mentors for District Twelve.
The stage lights make her skin sweat. Even after five years of this, she refuses to become used to it. She thinks perhaps Peeta’s used to it though, with his steady hand in hers and the way he and Caesar have a rapport that quickly becomes the holy grail of television, bouncing off one another effortlessly (and do we hear wedding bells yet, Peeta? Well, I don’t know, can you hear anything under that new wig of yours? Generous applause, screams of laughter). Her mind is somewhere else; behind the curtain where exactly three days ago she’d held a fourteen year old boy in her arms as he’d struggled in his tailored black suit and cried for his mother. He was a Seam boy (he’s lasted a whole seven hours in the arena so far, so Katniss supposes that’s something, at least). He had to do his whole interview with puffy red eyes and she’s so preoccupied that she doesn’t notice Caesar ask her a question until Peeta scuffs the back of her hand with his thumb. It’s a comforting gesture borne from needing to communicate silently all these years. It means come back.
(I think someone’s a little preoccupied with wedding thoughts, don’t you folks!) Please, no. Not yet.
She slumps through the rest of the interview with Peeta’s help. They won’t crawl in to bed (shhh, Katniss it was just a bad dream, I’m here) until the tiny hours of tomorrow. She dreams every night of crying children, silk, and Prim’s name being drawn from a pool of blood.
