#cries in everlark

[endlessnightlock]

I wrote a little Everlark drabble based on this post by @adsosfraser.

“It’s so gross, isn’t it?” Katniss asks. She won’t look at Peeta, instead stares at the way her hand looks against the yellowish white of the sweat-stained pillow. 

Once Sae realized she wasn’t going upstairs to sleep or bathe or anything (Katniss could molt on this sofa just as well as anywhere else) she sent her little granddaughter upstairs to retrieve a pillow and blanket for her. She’d probably be dead now too if it weren’t for Sae. She wonders if Sae knows how much she owes her. But she needs to stop thinking about things owed. 

Peeta sits with her, her head on his lap. His fingers that look like hers (is that why she was staring at her hands, thinking of him?) are working through the tangled mess of her hair. 

He laughs under his breath, and a real smile pulls the corners of her lips up. “It’s not gross,” he insists. “It’s like a puzzle. Pulling each section apart, freeing them from each other. Really I should thank you.”

She sighs. The condition she let herself get into before he came back is embarrassing, but she doesn’t have the where-with-all to remind herself she should be ashamed. Besides, his touch feels so good she can’t keep her eyes open. 

Dogged, focused Peeta spends what must be an eternity working through her hair, apologizing each time he pulls or snips with the kitchen scissors, or strands simply come out. She hardly notices. She’s not sure how long it takes him to work his way through it all because time is a endless thing now and with him she feels at peace, but she catches the contented noise he makes when it’s done.

“Sit up,” Peeta says. “I’ll braid it for you.”

She doesn’t think there is enough hair left to braid and she must be right, because he eventually harumps in frustration. “Well this is a fucking mess,” he says, disgusted with himself. Short hair tickles the side of her ear, her neck.

“Guess you’re better at untangling,” she says, fingering the attempted braid.

Peeta wraps his arms around her shoulders, pulling her against his chest. She squeaks in surprise, and his chest shakes with bemused laughter. “So I suck.”

Eyes closing at the simple comfort of him holding her, Katniss laughs into the crook of his arm. “No, it’s my hair that sucks,” she insists.

It’s so stupid and trivial, thinking about hair and braids, but it feels good to be stupid and trivial for once, laughing with Peeta. 

He rests his chin on the crown of her head.

“I have an idea,” he says. “There’s a memory I want to recreate.”

The two braids come out worlds better, like maybe that was his intention the whole time.

#endlessnightlock writes #everlark drabble #everlark fanfiction #thg pre epilogue #the domestic intimacy #cries in everlark #let Everlark say fuck #for fuck's sake

[sameschmidtdiffname]

I can't imagine how relieved Peeta felt when Katniss finally agreed to have a child. Not because he wanted one so badly, but because it meant she was no longer waiting for the world to collapse.

#i feel like he cried lowkey #not heavy but he def had to pop into the bathroom to deal with some sniffles #peeta x katniss #peeta and katniss #the hunger games peeta #katniss x peeta #katniss and peeta #peeta mellark #thg peeta #peeta #katniss everdeen #thg katniss #the hunger games katniss #katniss #everlark #peeniss #the hunger games trilogy #the hunger games #thg series #thg #catching fire #mockingjay #cf #mj #post canon #toast babies

[ivysos2001]

I feel like the older you get the more you realize how fucked up it is that first half of mockingjay is literally about two governments fighting a war using two severely traumatized 17 year olds for combating propaganda

Especially when all both of those kids have wanted/been actively trying to do is keep each other safe 😭😭

#everlark #the hunger games #peeta mellark #katniss everdeen #just let them be together and leave them alone *cries*

[catastrxblues]

not to be weird on main, but since peeta mellark has successfully made me think of him every time i see a good loaf of bread, i'd need him to get the fuck over here and teach me how to bake and knead the dough so we can eat warm baked goods together on the footsteps of his front door while he talks about the different kinds of bread from each district, his passion for art, his obsession with sunset and everything and everything else. you know, for compensation or whatever.

#i cried about the ending of mockingjay again today so that means another crack thg post !! #<3 #peeta mellark #but seriously i did think of him when i picked up a loaf of wheat bread i'm dead serious lmao #everlark #peeta mellark x reader #the hunger games #thg #catching fire #mockingjay #nadirants

[softchouli]

Katniss watches closely their firstborn, her cardbon copy with blue eyes, grow into an older sister like she used to be.

Their little girl is constantly generous with her patience, generous with her love, never letting go of her brother's hand first. Katniss can't blame their son for being so drawn to his sister, always following her around, in close resemblance of a tiny baby chick.

She's the one who can put her brother quickly at ease when Katniss is tending to his scraped knees or shooing a insistent flu away. There's no fuss in the simple task of trimming their baby boy's nails and hair when the little one uses her words. Always so talkative and eager to share her imagination, branching up stories from the songs their mother sings for them only.

Sometimes Katniss gets lost in her thoughts when looking at their children, brought to reality when Peeta reaches for her. But she has caught him staring too.

"She looks so much like you." she comments one day as they watch their children play with some of their father's paint.

"She looks a lot like us, both of them do." Peeta answers as he, with all the time in the world, pulls her close and places a tenderly kiss on her temple. Affection her body was already instinctively expecting to receive.

Katniss knows deep inside they did something right, that everything is alright when their daughter can offer and give so much without missing or lacking anything in return.

#something about how Katniss will always be an older sister and Peeta will always be the youngest of his family #and they had children in this same pattern #and how raising them is part of their endless but promising healing process #*gestures with hands through cries* yeah #everlark #the hunger games #thg #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #katniss and peeta #catching fire #mockingjay #words🩷

[your-gracee]

watching the solar eclipse hits different when you were destroyed and forever changed by @porchwood's stunningly beautifully moving and magical when the moon fell in love with the sun

#when the moon fell in love with the sun #i will never get over this story #the way i actually felt so mamy feelings in my belly reading and cried inconsolably at many points #i will forever have hope that the story will be completed #thank you porchwood #you are incredible and your mind is beautiful #peeta #peeta mellark #the hunger games #everlark #thg #katniss and peeta #everlark is perfect #peeta x katniss #katniss

[peppydynamicpigeon143]

I am not looking for an “ I love you”

I am looking for “I will stand with you between the heavens and the earth. I will tell you where you are”

I am looking for, “I would come for you. And if I couldn’t walk, I’d crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we’d fight our way out together—knives drawn, pistol blazing. Because that’s what we do. We never stop fighting”

and “You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.”

Please give me, “I’m not a religious person, but I do sometimes think God made you for me” or “I’m good looking enough for the both of us” or “I read the entire bible cover-to-cover” or or “if you die I will literally go out of my freakin mind” or “live boldly…push yourself… don’t settle. Just live well… just live” or “you were my new dream” or “as long as we’re together” or “adventure is out there”

Is that too much to ask for?

#clearly considering I’m still single #cries from the altitude of my high standards #queen charlotte #six of crows #inej and kaz #hunger games #everlark #normal people #Harry Potter #teen wolf #stydia #me before you #tangled #rapunzle and Flynn #Percy Jackson #percebeth #up #Ellie and Carl #love quotes #love #books to read #love in pop culture #quotes

[mockingspider]

my favorite ships are a blonde and brunette who both became friends, then some shit happens and their relationship is in shambles but they (are working on) fix(ing) it and that all happens in the span of a few movies.

both are doomed romances and one of them is supposed to die so they cant really be together but fuck that, because they (will probably) end up together!

#ghostflower #everlark #i really have a type dont i? #i have cried over both multiple times #both watching the movies and thinking about them #(and reading the books for thg( #across the spiderverse #gwen stacy #miles morales #the hunger games #peeta mellark #katniss everdeen #erin talks abt random stuff

[ludicroushunger]

just finished reading mokingjay and i am in pieces. the last chapter and epilog wil be burned into my heart forever im not kidding

#i cried #the hunger games #thg series #thg #mokingjay #everlark #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #i love them

[stilinskiderek]

@dear-massacre asked: The Hunger Games + 5

send me a number from 1-100 + a fandom for a gifset based on my spotify wrapped!

#**mine #wrappedmeme2023 #the hunger games #thg #everlark #peeta mellark #katniss everdeen #i cried like 4 separate times making this . jsyk . im really normal about the hunger games #catching fire #mockingjay #photopeablr

[whillywisp]

Physics test in 20 minutes and all i can think about is Katniss envying the certainty of odesta's love.

#everlark are the most precious people on earth #in my head i married odesta in all my bisexual glory #cries #hunger games

[littlerosette]

everlark/thg fic recs!

i just wanted to share some love with the fics that i find myself continuously going back to and enjoying <3

on the threshold by ghtlovesthg: by far my one of favorite “i know this would have happened anyway” fics. katniss and peeta’s relationship is adorable, and i really enjoy this author’s portrayal of smitten!katniss. it’s exactly how i imagine her and it’s adorable. they just like each other so much.

the heartrender by juniebugg: helnik!everlark au. i have a weakness for enemies to lovers and this more than hits the spot. the ending is gorgeous. stunning piece of writing.

the unrecorded hours by hollycomb: this fic has been praised to death but i am deeply obsessed with it. katniss and peeta felt very appropriately prickly and messy with each other, which i think fit considering where they’re at mentally post-mj. the ending was also so quintessentially Them.

which of your lives is this? by writingforhugs: this fic has way too few kudos for what a masterpiece it is. it’s katniss traveling through italy with peeta, and it’s pure, unadulterated escapism. the detail is so rich that it actually feels like you’re on the journey with them, and the chemistry is impeccable and so sexy. i adore this story.

hero of the story by atetheresmind: first of all, i love everything from this author. second of all, this story is amazing. “no games” fics are probably my favorite everlark fic subgenre and this one is written to perfection. katniss and peeta have an affair on their spouses and have to deal with the consequences when their relationship is discovered. the characterization is amazing and i love how the author handled the fallout. gorgeous story.

blowout by annieoakley1: age gap everlark fic and probably my favorite one. this story is so sexy and i love love love peeta and katniss’s relationship in it. katniss is so predictably Herself that it’s fun to watch her navigate a relationship she knows she’s gonna get shit for being in.

our little fires by brimay: a new fic and stunningly gorgeous. katniss and peeta fall in love before the reaping and their entire experience in the games is changed because of this. i adored the recurring theme where their love was the real rebellious act, their “little fire,” which i think struck so true to the heart of the actual trilogy. this story is amazing.

the project by ronja: unfinished but stellar. katniss and peeta’s bond is so sweet and their chemistry is amazing. it also helps that katniss is in a relationship with gale for a majority of the story, which lets you see how much she truly likes peeta compared to him. it was adorable to see them in a fake marriage scenario and they both relish in every bit of it. this story is “ivy” by taylor swift personified.

the hanging tree series by sparebitofparchment: this a peeta’s pov retelling. right now it’s on catching fire, but the writing is so so stellar. it’s perfectly angsty and beautiful, and flowery enough compared to katniss’s pov that it feels like you’re seeing everything through peeta’s eyes. gorgeous series.

and many graces by encroix: this is kind of exactly what i’m talking about when i say messy!everlark post mj. peeta and katniss are so desperate for each other but also so flawed and uncommunicative in their expectations that they end up hurting each other repeatedly. it’s beautiful and i love it. i cried multiple times reading it.

my heart is yours, and yours is mine by songbirdheart: the most enchanting, folksy, almost fairytale adjacent series ever. it truly is written with so much magic that it feels like a collection of short stories that you’d find in an old folktale book. every story is wonderful but i also have a particular fondness for the gadge one shot. it’s adorable and i love the way all the characters are written.

thg fic/non-everlark

where soul meets body by ellizablue: annie x finnick love story from her games to the aftermath of his death. wretchedly beautiful story. the writing is amazing and i cried several times reading this. it’s one of my absolute favorite fan fictions of all time and i reread it very frequently.

i’m yours to keep and i’m yours to lose by fkevin073: a modern snowbaird au where lucy gray and coryo are toxic exes who can’t leave each other the fuck alone. their mutual obsession and dysfunction was so fun to read and the pure, twisted soulmatery between them honestly was like a drug to me. i Love unhinged romantic leads.

the end of the world by fernwithy: this whole series is amazing but i was especially in love with this first installment. it’s a retelling of haymitch’s games and it’s amazingly done. haymitch feels appropriately brilliant, and watching him navigate the arena was gripping. i was unexpectedly touched by the relationship he develops with maysilee during this story. beautiful, gut-wrenching story.

#the hunger games #fic rec #everlark #odesta #gadge #snowbaird #among others

[catastrxblues]

also, not to make everything about katniss and peeta, but ember and wade is sooo katniss and peeta coded

#everlark shitpost i’m sorry #i cried a bit at the end and it was partly because i was also thinking about them #my sister was also *partly* annoyed about how i keep linking them to every song & films lately but that’s what sisters are for #this movie is so beautiful too what the hell #elemental #everlark #the hunger games #thg #nadirants

[tetheredfeathers]

Some of my favourite fics set during CF

My favorite everlark moments are the months before and after the announcement of the quell. Anyway here are some fics to fill that void. All are canon compliant except for one.

Because she couldn't possibly..... by ETNRL4L

An absolute favorite, the eyelash scene in Peeta's pov. The writing is impeccable.

knit 2 together by loveleee

Katniss knits, Peeta paints. So sweet.

Seven Days by ThirtySomething

Another one about them working on the plantbook, so bitterweet.

The Archer's Aim by sophinisba

A villanelle for the Catching Fire training montage. Let's just say I cried.

The Last Sunday by IzzySamson 

Training before the quell in Gale's Pov. Loved the insight into Gale's head watching everlark be so angsty and obvious lol.

Capital Vices and Distinct Virtues

This one is so beautiful and well written I cannot emphasize enough.

Katniss and Peeta debate the merits of mankind, its virtue and vice, with District Twelve as a stage. Katniss begins to realize something she won't fully understand until after the rebellion. Canon-compliant CF interlude. Round 4 PiP submission for the sin of pride, though all seven make an appearance.

Sneak Attack by burkygirl

This one is so fluffy and cosy, ughhhhh loved it. SLight canon divergence tho. This is the only one rest are all canon complaint.

A surprise during Peeta's walk home from the bakery could change everything. A little winter Everlark interlude post-Victory Tour. Written for Day 1 of the Yuletide in Panem: 12 Days of Christmas challenge on Tumblr.

Intimate Bystander by burkygirl

Love this author so much.💕💕

Katniss said it was just for the cameras. Gale believed her until he discovered she screams for Peeta in the night. In the days before the Quarter Quell, Gale finds out there’s more to Katniss’s relationship with Peeta than she’s led him to believe. In-Panem, mostly Canon. Everlark Fic Exchange, Springtime Edition, Prompt 1 – Gale walks in on/eavesdrops/overhears Everlark being intimate.

Conversations by tethered_feathers

Last but not least one by me, still writing tho.

Peeta and Katniss' conversations over the course of CF

#katniss everdeen #the hunger games #everlark #peeta mellark #katniss and peeta #katniss x peeta #the hunger games katniss #thgseries #thg fanfiction #thg series #thglibrary masterlist #everlark fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #fanfic #ao3 writer #ao3fic #everlark smut

[noarose18]

SOON YOU'LL GET BETTER -- PART ONE

Here it is! Thanks to all the sweet people that let me know they were excited <3 Love you all. For those who don't know, this is a Peeta POV extension of the cave scenes with Everlark. It'll be very long and very fluffy and romantic but also sad. This is my first time writing so I'm really excited to share it.

Also, part two is out now! It’s pinned on my profile!

“Peeta,” I hear a whisper.  It’s morning.  It’s our first day in the arena together since she found me by the river with a cut on my leg down to the bone.  I’m weak, and I haven’t eaten in two days.

I open my eyes slowly, groggily, and feel a hand on my cheek.  A shiver runs through my body.  “Katniss…” I whisper.

“You’re burning.  You need some food and water,” I hear her say.  Nausea clenches my throat at the thought of eating.  I sit up a little, resting on my elbows.

“I can try,” I agree.

“I got you some berries,” Katniss tells me, holding out her trembling hand, stained with purple juice.

I stare at the berries as if it will make them disappear.  Eating is the last thing I want to do right now.  Everything I’ve eaten in the last few days has come right back up no more than 30 minutes later.  

I slowly take a berry from Katniss’s hand and put it in my mouth.  The flavor bursts in my mouth. I inhale cold air before chewing and swallowing.

“A little more?” Katniss begs, biting her lip.  I glance at her face.  Pretty, I think.   I smile weakly and nod, taking a couple more berries from her and eating them as quickly as I can manage.

“We should wash your wound, Peeta,” Katniss says.  I shake my head.  The pain is barely even bearable now.

I turn to look up at Katniss again.  I can’t read her face.  “I….”

“We’ll use fresh water.  Drinking water from my bottle.”  I nod.  “Can we get your pants off?”  I nod again.

Katniss reaches for the waistband of my pants and pulls gently.  I lift my bottom up slightly so she can get my pants off. She pulls gently, but I still cry out in pain as the fabric goes over the wound.  When my pants are around my ankles, she places a kiss on my forehead.  It feels almost chaste, but it’s also a sort of reward.  Katniss takes off the cap of her water bottle and moves it toward my leg.  I grit my teeth in anticipation.  Slowly, I watch her shaking hands turn the bottle sideways.  I can’t look away as the water hits my leg.  I squeeze my eyes shut and tilt my head back, making quiet sounds of pain.  The hot throbbing on my cut radiates to the rest of my thigh, and the searing pain in the center makes my vision white.  My eyes sting with tears. I open them again to see Katniss’s pained look. I look down at my cut and see Katniss’s fingers moving towards it.  I shake my head and wince.  Her pointer finger lightly touches a speck of dirt just outside the wound and I cry out. 

 “Stop!”  I almost yell.

Katniss clamps her hand over my mouth.

“You need to be quiet.”  Her eyes burn into mine with an intensity that almost feels like anger.  A tear rolls down my cheek and I nod silently.  She takes her hand away.  I gasp and blow a breath out.  Katniss uses her hand to brush my hair out of my face.  She keeps pouring the cold water on my cut.

“Katniss–”

“--I know.”  Katniss uses her thumb to wipe the tear off my cheek, but when I blink another comes.  “Stay still for a little longer.  It’ll be over soon.”

I shut my eyes.  My chest feels tight and I’m starting to feel really nauseous.  I try to think of something nice, like my father.  But all that does is make me think of my mother.  She’d beat me if she saw me like this.  Anytime I cried or showed weakness, it was an opportunity for her to hit me.  I was always too soft compared to my brothers.  Now, if she saw me letting a girl take care of me…I can’t even think about it.

I open my eyes and focus on Katniss’s face again, wiping tears from my eyes.

I try to calm down but my stomach is rolling.  Katniss is still pouring a thin stream of water on my leg.  I’m shaking as I turn over and vomit onto the dirt.

“Peeta–” Katniss sets down the water bottle and puts a hand on my back.  

“Sorry–” I mutter, not looking her in the eyes.

“It’s fine, Peeta,” Katniss whispers.  “We’re done washing the wound.”  Katniss puts a hand on my cheek.  “Can you try to have some water?”

I shake my head.  “I still feel sick.”  

Katniss presses her lips together.  “When was the last time you drank something?”

“Yesterday.  I can drink.  Just not now,” I say.  Water will stay in my stomach, as long as there’s no food.  I’ve given up eating for now, but I can’t get dehydrated.

Katniss nods.  “We’ll try to get some water in you in a bit.  Why don’t we move you to the left a little bit?  I can clean up.”  I nod.  Katniss comes behind me and puts her arms under my armpits.

“On three.”  I nod.  “One, two, three-” Katniss pulls me and I move to the left as best I can, but it sends a jolt of pain through my thigh and I gasp.  We’re still in the cave, but closer to the side now.

“Good.  Good, Peeta,” Katniss encourages me and pulls a little further.  “Lay down.  I’m just gonna clean this up,” Katniss says.

I straighten out my neck until my head is on the rock and shut my eyes.  “I’m sorry,” I say softly.

“It’s ok.  Try to get some rest.  I want you to try and eat again tonight.”  I groan quietly.  I don’t want to eat.  I haven’t felt hungry in days.  I shut my eyes.  I don’t know how long they’re shut, but I know when I open them Katniss is above me and her hand is on my forehead.

“Peeta, you’re burning to death.  You need to be cooled down.”

I don’t feel like I’m burning to death.  I feel like I’m freezing to death, actually.  I look up at Katniss.

“Cool down?”

“Mm-hmm.  I think we should put you in the river.”  My heart drops.  I can’t swim.  Most people in twelve can’t, but I still feel embarrassed to tell Katniss.

“I, uh…I don’t think so,” is what I manage to get out.

“I think so.”  Katniss’s bluntness is attractive at times, but right now, it makes me feel like a wounded animal.  

“I….I…”

“What?”

“I can’t….swim, Katniss,” I say quietly, looking down in shame.

“I know.  I was just gonna have you sit at the edge with your feet in the water and get some water on your face.”

Suddenly I feel completely stupid for thinking she was going to have me swim.

“Oh.  Yeah, of course,” I say quietly.”  Maybe the fever is getting to my brain.

Katniss smiles at me.  “I’ll pull you down, but you have to work a little too.  This’ll really help your fever.” I nod.  Katniss comes behind me and puts her arms under my armpits like last time.  My breath picks up, louder, faster, with the pain that comes with moving, but I’m able to keep it together until we go over a particular bump and I make a sound between a whine and a cry.  Katniss stops for a second.

“You’re ok.  Just a little farther.”  I open my eyes and see that the river is about twenty feet away now.  I inhale, my breath catching before I can breathe out again.  Katniss continues to drag me down the rocks towards the river.  It’s taking an unbearable amount of time.  

The pain is only increasing the longer this goes on.  I can barely take it anymore.  I try to breathe slowly, measured, but I’m quivering and starting to panic.  I squeeze my eyes shut and clench my fist tight trying to forget the pain until I feel my feet in freezing water and open my eyes.  I hear Katniss sigh in relief.  “Good job, Peeta.”  I turn to look at her.

She’s splashing cold water on her face.  Then she cups some in her hand.

“Let me rinse your face off.  You’re still covered in dirt.”  I nod.  She gently pours the water on my face.  A shudder wracks my body.  Now I’m really freezing.  Katniss can see that I’m shaking.

“I’m sorry, Peeta, but we need to get your fever down.”  She puts more water on my face, then a little on my hair.  “I know you probably feel cold right now, but I want to get your shirt off.  It’s soaked with mud and it’s not healthy to sit around in it,” she explains.

My shaky hands reach for the hem of my shirt, but I can’t grip it.   “Just put your arms up.  I’ll do it,” Katniss instructs, and I follow her order, lifting my arms straight up as Katniss gently takes my shirt off.  She sighs.  “Your whole chest, your stomach…it’s all covered in dirt,” she says.  I look up at her.  She’s already grabbing water and splashing it on my body.  The shivers that come to my body are violent and blur my vision.   It’s so damn cold.  I need a blanket, or my shirt back, or anything. I look up at the sky and grit my teeth.  The sun is right above me.  It’s the middle of the day now.  My body tenses when I suddenly hear Katniss gasp loudly.

“Peeta–”

“---huh???”

I look down to see what Katniss is looking at.  My leg had been in so much pain that I’d completely forgotten about it.  There’s a shallow cut near my left nipple, but that—

“Oh.”

I’d forgotten about that too. The large, purple-and-green bruise that stretches from my belly button almost to my right collarbone.

“Peeta, what happened?”

“After…no, before Cato cut me, he beat me.”

“With what?  This is…”

“A rock.”

Katniss presses her lips together.

“Is it bad?”

“I just can’t believe you didn’t tell me.  You could have internal bleeding in your stomach, Peeta.  That can kill you.”  Her tone is so serious that I’m suddenly humbled.

“I…I didn’t even think about it, honestly,” I run a hand through my hair.  “It doesn’t hurt that bad–”

“--if I press, will it hurt?  My mother used to do something…something with her fingers to check for internal bleeding…”

“Ah…I don’t know, Katniss,” I say honestly, shaking my head.  Now that I think about it, it does hurt.  But it’s nothing compared to the searing and throbbing in my thigh.

“Ok.  I’m gonna press, gently–”

“Where?”

“Right here.”  Katniss points to a spot just below my ribcage.  I nod and draw in a breath.  “This is how I’m going to see if you’re bleeding on the inside.”  I nod again.

Katniss’s trembling hand moves towards the spot and she touches her fingers to my skin, pushing gently.   The pain pulsates through my chest and stomach, through my whole body.  I’m not even able to tell her to stop before my vision goes black and my head hits the rock.

Thanks for reading! Let me know what y'all think!

#thg #thg series #thg fanfiction #thg peeta #peeta #katniss and peeta #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #the hunger games #hunger games #fanfiction #new writer #everlark #josh hutcherson #hurt/comfort #thg katniss

[thesweetnessofspring]

Post-Mockingjay, Everlark family and Haymitch. Rated T.

"Haymitch!" a little voice cries out as his door bangs open against the wall, startling him awake. He gasps in the middle of a snore and grunts in annoyance at his interrupted nap.

Haymitch can't say he's ever really cared for little kids. Always whining, running around loose, needing help with the simplest tasks, sharing facts anyone over twelve knew as if you didn't know it already, and crying. So much crying.

Katniss and Peeta's kids, well, they weren't much better. The girl loved talking about ordinary information as if she were teaching you about it and the boy whimpered and whined at the smallest discomfort. Plus, the two of them coming into the picture meant he had to be more careful about his drinking, for such occasions as this when their family made an unexpected visit.

"I thought you were going to the lake today," Haymitch says as the girl runs ahead of the other three into the living room where Haymitch had been enjoying his afternoon tilted back in a recliner.

Katniss and Peeta follow behind the girl, Peeta carrying the boy sleeping against his chest, the boy's slobbery little mouth open and chubby cheek pink. Lucky bastard was getting to finish his afternoon nap. Still, a sleeping kid meant a quiet kid.

"We just got back," Peeta says, and Haymitch notes the still-drying hair on the girls, the flushed look of the sun on all of their faces.

"Had to leave early because the teenagers showed up and they were going to have your kind of party," Katniss says, frowning with disgust.

It had become a sore spot for Katniss over the years that teens had made "her" lake into the drinking place. But of course she'd never call the Peacekeepers on kids getting a little drunk. She just liked to complain about it.

"I have something for you!" the girl says excitedly and flutters her legs over to the recliner. She digs a hand into her pocket at says, "I found you glass!"

Glass? No way would Katniss or Peeta ever let their daughter have glass in her pocket. When the girl opens up her fingers, three smooth, cloudy white stones rest in her palm.

"It doesn't cut," the girl says eagerly. "At the lake, after a long, long time, the water makes the glass safe! See?"

Haymitch reaches out for her to spill the smooth glass into his waiting palm. They plink against each other, muted in comparison to the clear bottles of white liquor that he'd spent the last forty years clinking together.

"Very nice," Haymitch says. "Thank you, sweetheart."

The girl beams up at him and bounces on her toes. And Haymitch would never admit this to anyone, certainly not Katniss and Peeta themselves, because while their know-it-all daughter and crying son had every annoying trait little kids could possibly have...like their parents, he was really glad they'd come around.

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