Stop looking at me like I'm wounded...

"Because I'm not." Peeta Mellark | 17 years old | Pansexual | 74th Hunger Games Victor M!A: Accepting! Tracking: imnotwounded (Indie Peeta RP blog. Multiship, Multifandom, and also Multiverse. Muse and Mun are NOT +18, so RP NSFW stuff at your own risk. Please check Rules page before you RP with me.)

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Pizza Date || imnotwounded

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Kira grinned at Peeta’s words. They were going to sneak out to see each other. Mostly him, unless they decided to go out late at night and then she would have to sneak. The simple idea of it was pumping up her adrenaline and her excitement. “You think?” She asked.

She couldn’t help but giggle as he ate the plastic decoration, “Are you that hungry?” She asked playfully, holding the stick she was about to bite from out to him, her cheeks heating up instantly as she looked shyly at him.

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        Peeta blushed a bit more and let out a nervous chuckle as he placed the plastic decoration into it's vase, "Y-Yeah." he said with a bashful smile, "I-I mean... I've never done it before, but I don't have anything better to do at home than to make bread." he joked, chuckling a little as he smiled goofily at her.

        The baker's son instantly went red, however, when Kira held out the cheese stick that she had just bitten from earlier. The sheer thought just sent Peeta's mind reeling, his heart pounding quickly against his chest as he looked at the cheese stick then to Kira.

        "I-I u-uh, y-you u-uh.. w-we u-uh..." He stuttered out incoherently, biting his tongue hard to stop himself as he looked at Kira and her cheese stick again. "Y-You don't... mind?" he asked, his voice accidentally squeaking at the end.

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"...Shit."

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By the time they got back upstairs, Portia was fast asleep, cuddling the baby to her chest.

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        "Hey Portia, I have your--" Peeta stopped himself as soon as he saw the two sleeping, smiling a little as he gingerly went in, "They're sleeping..." he whispered to Cinna with a smile as he placed the plate on the bedside table.

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An Arrival || Peeta: imnotwounded

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     Katherine controlled her breathing and continued down the hall. She could feel the imminent danger leaving, and all her body was wanting to do was return to a normal, non-fight state. Peeta’s explanation of the plant was irritating, “then why did I need to get it? No, better, if it’s not supposed to, then what the hell was that back there?” She said in a level and clinical tone, trying to control her breathing.

     Feeling guilty, Katherine sat beside Peeta, and awkwardly patted his shoulder. She sat and fiddled with her fingers still listening. “Fair enough…” She sighed. 

     Without a word, she took the stele and put his hand on his leg to try and keep him still as she began to sketchthe iratze into his upper arm. “Look,  we couldn’t have known this all would have gone straight to shit.” She said about halfway through the rune. “Just means we go back, we hit the library, and figure this out.”

     Not for the first time that night, she pulled some of the Hecateirae from the wall and shoved it into her jacket. Whatever the Queen knew, Katherine would be able to find in the archives, at least she hoped.

     Katherine stood again, and paced forward then back. “Are the Clave, the Silent Brothers going to have to get involved?” She frowned, both parties freaked her out. They were so authoritarian, and she couldn’t help but believe there was a bit of prejudice against her because of her mother.

     She sat back down, and patted Peeta’s shoulder again. 

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        Peeta let out heavy, labored breaths as he leaned back to rest his head on the wall and fluttered his eyes tight, letting the relief that the iratze brought flow through his body. Instantly, the blonde felt better; although there was still a deep seated weariness that he seemed to feel right to the bones.

        Must be the liquid... he thought bitterly.

        As soon as he got his breathing to a steady rhythm, he swallowed hard before finally letting his eyes rest on the girl right beside him, "I meant it wasn't supposed to affect me the way it did a while ago." he sighed, shaking his head in confusion.

        "It was supposed to absorb whatever the Queen gave me, but whatever the hell happened in there just proves that I'm either not a full Nephilim or it's never meant for Nephilim at all." he grunted frustratedly, his eyes flickering the the anger that he felt for himself for letting the Queen get to him like that.

        "I don't know," the blonde admitted as he broke eye contact from her and stared tiredly into the quiet, droning Halls of the Fae world, "But if I'm really this... 'Brendan' guy or whatever, my ass is probably cooked." he mumbled.

        He didn't exactly pronounce the name like the way the Queen pronounced it, but just the sheer familiarity sent multiple voices going off in his head again; all in a harsh, insistent whisper on which none of it he can understand.

        "Maybe you should go ahead." he suddenly thought out loud, turning to look at her seriously, "You go inform the Clave whatever the hell you can tell them, while I stay here and figure out what's the deal behind this 'Brendan'..." he trailed off.

        He didn't just suggest that for strategy, but also as a way to protect her for having a bigger punishment as it is. He could just tell the Clave once he got out that it was his idea to stumble into the Fae world, and that Katherine was just attempting to get him out.

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Pizza Date || imnotwounded

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:How about we leave it for the next weekend, then?" Kira asked with a smile. She knew how that should feel, wanting to go out and do things and work is the only thing that is holding you back. "I don’t mind waiting" she said to him. 

"I can go visit you too. Also at nights we can try to plan something, sneak up or meet up somewhere" she offered, taking a bite from the cheese sticks happily as she looked at Peeta.

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Peeta thought about the offer and suddenly he was smiling goofily; he just realized how momentous this was; someone was actually voluntarily wanting to spend time with him. And added to that, but they were patient about it.

The goofy smile only grew bigger at the idea of sneaking out and meeting up with her late at night; the nervousness and excitement making him giddy as he let out a small chuckle.

"That sounds amazing." he nodded in agreement, reaching out for a cheese stick, but due to the distraction in front of him, he found himself placing the plastic decor into his mouth and biting it; thus earning a gagging sound from him as he made a face.

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"...Shit."

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Cinna laughed, “Yes, but now she’s going to milk every moment she has to use me as a slave, because she gave birth to my kid.”

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Peeta burst out laughing, "But I'm sure you'll love every second of it." he teased the other as he went to get the stuff he needed.

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Kira rose an eye brow as Peeta swore, her head tilting slightly to the side as he groaned. She had to admit that when he buried his face on his arms it reminded her of herself so much. “Oh…” she said as she pursed her lips before grinning.

"I can go visit you" she said with a grin. "We can leave it for later, or another day, I don’t mind" she said as she smiled sweetly at him. "When is your free day?"

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        It was supposed to be tomorrow, "I, uh..." Peeta mumbled to himself before finally looking up at her and scratching the back of his head awkwardly, "I kinda work every day... Half day on weekends..." he mumbled, looking at the other apologetically.

        He wondered just how many strikes he could earn before the other actually caught on that he wasn't much of a catch; just a mumbly awkward kid on a first date. He did have that small spark of hope, though, that the other would be able to look past that.

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"...Shit."

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Cinna was just finishing up the phone calls to everyone he knew. He was grinning like an idiot. He spotted Peeta and his grin widened, “Hello, Peeta. Did Princess Portia demand to be fed?” He chuckled.

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        Peeta plopped down the stairs and smiled widely when he caught sight of Cinna; the smile on his face infectious enough to make him smile goofy as well.

        "Hey, we might not understand, but giving birth is probably exhausting." the blonde chuckled as he nodded, "Congrats, you're a father!" he greeted happily.

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Boo hoo whore, wont get a thing with a missing leg.

"Okay, how can I even be a whore when I'm not even getting any action?" he exasperated in disbelief.

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Pizza Date || imnotwounded

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"Yet you are risking yourself to ask me out in another date" Kira teased as she took a bite from her pizza. Oh how she was loving that blush up on his cheeks. "I suck at choosing places for dates" she admitted quietly after she swallowed. "But…" she trailed off as she thought. "How about we go to the movies and then we go for a walk around the park?" Kira suggested randomly as she smiled shyly at him. 

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Peeta couldn't help but let another small, giddy smile crawl up on his lips; he really didn't expect the other to actually want to go on another date, and yet, they were here now, planning for date number two. It was almost perfect if it wasn't for...

"Shit..." The blonde mumbled under his breath after realization struck him. With a groan, he folded his arms over the table and buried his face in it. "I have to work tomorrow..." he mumbled despairingly against his forearm..

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"...Shit."

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"Could you make me a sandwich? With ham and cheese in it."

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Peeta chuckled softly under his breath before nodding, "Alright, be back in a while." he told the other softly, giving her and the baby one last smile before heading downstairs to make the sandwhiches.

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An Arrival || Peeta: imnotwounded

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     ”All the help you’ll need,” Katherine promised with blatant sincerity. It worried her how much he was limping; she wondered that if in the time she had been absent if something worse had happened.

     On the way out of the room, Katherine couldn’t help but cringe at that name. The Queen’s insistence on using it was unnerving her. It was Peeta’s choice to have escorts, but it wouldn’t mean she would be friendly with them.

     Each room or hallway passed was a bit of a major accomplishment. Katherine was tiring, but figured Peeta was in a worse state than she’d ever see. Unless she were dying. “Once we get on the surface… we can rest and… then see if someone else is on Patrol.”

     ”What were those thorns… will… are they gonna make you, us, sick?” She asked.

     She sighed. “Eliza will want to ask about everything. Is there anything we should leave out?” It was better to get the entire story straight before it was even told. “But we should talk about the thorn thing, you look like hell.” She mumbled.

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Peeta felt a tidal wave of mixed emotions as they walked/limped to their escape.

As relieved as Peeta was for finally leaving the Bitch-Queen's presence, he still felt like they were wrapped around her pretty little sickening fingers. Not to mention the growing anxiousness inside of him the longer they took inside the Faerie Halls; although he did realize that it was his fault for being so out of shape.

He also felt a little angry with himself for getting them into it the first place; if only he hadn't been so curious, then they wouldn't have to face the Clave and the endangerment of being exiled.

        And that was another thing; why hadn't Katherine exploded at him for getting them in trouble in the first place? Has she forgotten about it, or did she just pity him too much at the moment?

        "H-Hecateirae... I-It's not supposed to have an effect on us..." The blonde gritted out as he took another excruciating step before finally letting out an exhausting sigh and plopping down onto the wall nearest to him.

        "I-I can't... N-Need to rest..." he panted out bitterly as he buried his head into his knees, only then realizing how he was still burning up. What did the Queen do to him? What did she make him take?

       "P-Pretty hard to leave anything out with the state I'm in..." Peeta tried to joked airily as he clenched his eyes tight and opening them again, reaching for his stele and gripping his hand tight. Maybe an Iratze will help...

        There was a problem, however; Peeta couldn't keep his hand still at all. He tried for a good amount of minutes before finally letting out a resignated sigh and looking up at Katherine tiredly, "C-Could you...?" he whispered with a sigh, getting more frustrated with himself for being such a dead weight.

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Pizza Date || imnotwounded

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"Got it" Kira said with a smile, noticing the slight hesitation before his words, it was better to change the subject now or things would turn awkward, she was sure of it and that wasn’t something she wanted in her first date.

Her eyes widened as she swallowed her pizza at his words. “Day two?” She asked, she was up for it, obviously, but it caught her by surprise that he wanted to go out again with her. “No is not….I would love to…” she admitted quietly, her cheeks blushing. “I have to admit I didn’t expected it” she said as she took a sip from the drink. 

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Peeta chuckled softly and smiled at her gratefully once more, thankful that she wasn't the type that asked too many invasive questions. He just wanted one night, one night wherein he didn't have to think about all the chaos that happened in his family, with him being ground zero.

"Believe me, I didn't expect it either..." The blonde chuckled as he blushed a bright red, being completely honest that he was just making things up on the go. "Um... How about you choose where next? Sound like a good idea?" he asked her with a small chuckle.

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"...Shit."

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She thought about it for a while. The only thing really off-limits while she was breast feeding was alcohol, but she hadn’t been planning on drinking any alcohol, anyway. “No, I don’t think there is.” She said, finally, once she was certain.

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Peeta nodded and followed up a chuckle, "Alright then. Anything you want to eat?" he asked teasingly.

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Pizza Date || imnotwounded

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"Doesn’t have enough of a life?" Kira asked curiously. "So I take it you are devoted heart and soul to the bakery?" She asked with a smile toward him. She wouldn’t be surprised, she would be too. Who wouldn’t want to be surrounded by amazing desserts.

Kira looked at Peeta as he started the count down for them to take the pizza, giggling as he stopped for suspense. Once he was done, she quickly dragged the pizza and took out a bite from it, giggling as she chewed on it. “We make a pretty good theme” she said with a smirk.

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"Um..." Peeta started, eyes furrowing slightly in thought as he nodded slowly and kept chewing on the pizza, "I guess you can call it that...?" he ended the sentence as if it was a question.

The more appropriate term would be 'chained' to the bakery... he thought with a bit of dark humor.

The blonde boy then chuckled  around the contents of his mouth and swallowed, "So is it too early to bring up date number two?" he asked playfully, although part of him was actually hoping she'd be okay with it.

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"...Shit."

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Portia thought about it, before saying, “I’m actually kind of hungry…”

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Peeta's face broke out into a grin as he nodded, leaning forward and gently handing Lex back to her mother before standing up straight, "Um... are there any foods that you aren't allowed to eat yet?" he asked worriedly.

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"...Shit."

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"Of course, you can come and visit us as often as you like." She smiled as she watched him wipe Lex’s nose. "She’s not as much trouble as I thought she’d be."

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Peeta nodded softly before looking up and chuckling at Portia, "Just wait 'till she grows up..." he teased as he sat down on the chair beside the bed, "Do you need anything?" he asked, looking up at her curiously as he gently rocked the baby.

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Pizza Date || imnotwounded

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Kira tilted her head slightly at his confession, “Really?” She asked with a smile. She was surprised at his next words as well, “Why is that? You don’t go out much? More of a quiet person?” She asked, a warm smile up her lips to assure him she wasn’t trying to be rude or anything with him.

She almost cheered when the pizza arrived, she haven’t really eaten anything since Peeta had asked her on the date. “Thank you” she said to the waiter before looking at him. “We both do” she said as she took the pizza, holding it there. “We count to three and you pull that one out too and we eat the first slice” she said, a playful smile spreading her lips along with a blush.

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Peeta shrugged, keeping his head down and his sheepish smile out of the other's eyesight as he chuckle, "Actually, more of a 'Doesn't have enough of a life to actually need to go outside' kind of person." he corrected before looking up and blushing at the other, embarrassed.

He liked to think that he wasn't really a silent person, if anything else, he was just forced into it because of lack of friends. If he did, the blonde could be almost certain that he wouldn't be the silent one in the group

Hearing the other's suggestion, he couldn't help but let a smile crawl up his face as he nodded at her, "Alright...." he agreed with a small chuckle as he reached for the slice with the most cheese.

"One... Two..." he counted down slowly before stopping to add the suspense, "...Three!" he then grabbed the pizza slice and took a bite out of it, chuckling happily as he smiled at the other.