↬ unspoken ↬ peeta & jo
For: axegxrl
Ask: Send me “I won’t say I’m in love” if your muse has feelings for my muse but keeps them hidden because they think they aren’t requited.
Peeta stood in front of the fire place in District 7 ( or rather on the outskirts, Jo lived far in the forest and honestly, the former tribute could not say he blamed her ) facing Jo. she had been sitting in silence on her couch for some time now, a mug of coffee in her hands untouched. She'd asked him to make it after admitting there was something she wanted to talk about-- and the drink, much like the topic, had been untouched since.
❝I'm not exactly in a hurry, Jo, but are you okay?❞
His brows were furrowed as he moved to sit next to her on the couch. She seemed a little green around the edges and he wasn't entirely sure why. He'd come to visit not long after he'd returned to District 12. Being home had been. . . it had been different when he was finally released from the doctor's care. But maybe not different enough, even with the construction and clean up underway. And with everything they'd gone through, Jo was the natural choice to seek out.