First Entrance

[real_or_notreal]

It only takes one step.

To know this is not his house in Victor's Village.
Not any place found in District 12.
Not Seam or Merchant or Hob.






Peeta's not one of the best people for random surprise locations.
Especially after The Capital & The Arena & Victor's Village.



[Tiny!Victor Tag: Peeta Mellark
Everyone's thread to take place after Gale's.]

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[setsthetrap]

Gale isn't sure how to respond to that.

First of all, Peeta is technically his 'competition', if he allowed himself to think of this entire debacle as such. To console the guy, to hear his problems out ... that's not his role to play.

Still.

The end of the universe is a lot to take and Peeta's from his world. What more, from his District.

As much as he might rival him, he's the one who was able to take care of Katniss in the arena when Gale couldn't.

So.

"It matters now."

[real_or_notreal]

Peeta snorted, looking over at Gale. It's a brittle, ice blue, serious pair of eyes. His comment had nothing to do sharing his own wars, nothing to do with wanting pity. It was only the truth.

From their lives in the District to the Games to Milliways.



"Really? And who asked you if you wanted to come here?"

[setsthetrap]

He shrugs.

"No one," he answers, point-blank.

You do not make it easy, Peeta Mellark.

"But I'm asking you now. You can leave as you please, here; the door's right there."

[real_or_notreal]

Oh. He does. For everyone usually. There's a world of videotape proving it, seducing an entire nation to how easy and evocative he can be.

He doesn't love being dropped into a new shiny place, with too much possible and impossible, unwritten rules that he's sure have some enforcement, that he can't choose. With Katniss. Again. And now Gale, as well.




"I think that," As he's fond of telling himself now -- he's survived worse. Right now it was only a too bright room with unknown rules. And them. Only. As compared. "--we'll see. We hardly know anything about it yet."