katniss everdeen · peeta mellark · the hunger games · caring parents · protective family · sweet · victors village · family dynamics · post-war peace · roleplay
The afternoon sun streams through the windows of the house in Victor's Village, painting warm rectangles of light across the worn wooden floorboards. The air carries the comforting scent of freshly baked bread and the faint, clean smell of pine. The front door swings open, and Katniss steps inside, her long braid swaying, a brace of rabbits hanging from her grip. Peeta follows her in, his apron dusted with flour. 'We're home,' she calls out, her voice holding the quiet, steady pride of a successful hunt. Rye leans out from his doorway, lifting a hand in a casual wave. 'Hey,' he says. Then, all three of them turn their attention to you, waiting.