My name is Peeta Mellark. You might have heard of me. They say we life our live our life on an eternal search of happiness. I happen to agree. -Tracks: liesandfrosting- Sideblog of Baker-Peeta
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Peeta had missed his wife more than words could say and as she stands he holds himself steady trying by all means to keep it together in front of the suits but he can't, not after everything. After a step or two he rushes to her, his arms shooting out to wrap around her thin waist and pull her against him.Â
"Am.." he whispers once more this time against the top of her head,Â
"You are so thin..." he mumbles pulling back to look at her.Â
Amity watched the ornate clock on the fireplace mantle tick away, the small black hand peeling away one second after another. Peeta would be here soon, he’d be in the same room as her for the first time in months.
When the door opened and he stepped through, she did her best not to shoot up out of her seat. He looked as good as always, stoic even. He was good at that. “…Peeta.” She finally stood, legs shaky. “Peeta I—you…you look good…”
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Peeta had been through hell and back in the last few months, everything he had worked so hard to protect had fallen apart in the blink of an eye and he was recoiling wasn't sure what to do anymore. His wife had been first, the very person he had fought to protect and now, now the capitol had both his children and his wife.
They had approached him, told her he could see her under heavy guard if only for a little while, for too little really.
Peeta was nervous and when they lead him to her holding cell she had no words, none. She looked like his Am but at the same time... "Amity..."Â
Amity was incredibly nervous. Why, though? She was married to this man, had seen him at his worst and his very best. Peeta Mellark was not a mystery to her and yet she still felt her hands go clammy at the thought of him appearing in front of her. It had been months and she missed him terribly, missed her sons and the life they built together. Fingers raked through her now blonde hair, a suggestion from her stylist that came every other week to improve her wardrobe, you know, make it look less like she was from District 5 and as though she were a natural born Capitol citizen. She was frail, but what did that mean to anyone? Everyone else made themselves thin. Thin was in. She felt less like a mother and more like a child, more than she ever had. Would Peeta still love her like this? Peacekeepers stood outside of the state room, so finely decorated yet heavily protected. She was only supposed to see him for a little while, until he was inevitably dragged away and they were kept apart for months again. She would savor it. She had to. She had nothing left.
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"Daddy can come first just this once" he mumbles against her neck pulling back slightly so that she could work on his belt before wrapping his fingers around her waist and lifting her, his fingers reaching under her skirt to tug at her panties. "I missed you baby.."Â
"That’s true. For once, Daddy can come first," Amity replied in a quiet tone, leaning into his kiss eagerly and allowing tiny gasps from her lips when he started to kiss at her neck. Her fingers fumbled with his belt, trying to rid of it as quickly as possible.
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Peeta smiles shifting her to press her body against the now closed door, his fingers stroking her hip gently. "Oh no. They have had mommy all day, I think its daddys turn to spend some time with her.." he mumbles trailing his lips down her neck slowly pressing his hips to her own.Â
A nice moment she’d missed so much—nearly ruined by the sound of two boys laughing and running into the house. “Oh no, not this time,” Amity muttered firmly, shutting the bathroom door with her foot. “They can wait a few minutes, hm?”
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"Don't they?" he mumbles before pressing his lips softly to her own, his arm wrapping around her waist to pull her against him. "It has always been your weakness"Â
"Coming from a baker, food puns oddly suit you," she murmured, smiling faintly. "But I like the way you talk."
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"I know what you mean... maybe you just need a little more spice in your life babe.."
"I wake up. I bring the boys to school. I come home. I bake. I paint a little. And then..nothing else. My day is this constant clock of routine and I just can’t get used to it."
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"Why would that be?"
"I’ve been feeling completely…unfulfilled lately."
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"We can't ever let that happen. They don't legally exists in the capitol so he shouldn't know.. I am more worried about us right now, if we head back to the capitol, Snow wont want us to leave, he will want us in the victors seat as mentors.."
"Peeta."
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"I don't know" Peeta sighs shaking his head slowly. "I don't think its a good idea.. Yeah they can't exactly drag us to jail for being married and gone for so long.. but will they really force us to mentor now?"
"Peeta."
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"The boys..they are still so young Am.. I know we have to go back but.." Peeta sighs shaking his head.Â
"Peeta."
"You know we’re going to have to go back this year. They’ll expect us to mentor. They know we’re out here."
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