♡︎ Bakers Boy ♡︎ (Peeta Mellark x Male Reader)

Chapter 4: Arriving At The Captial

     It was the next morning after we were introduced to Haymitch. We are each given our own chambers that have a bedroom, a dressing area, and a private bathroom with hot and cold running water. We don't have hot water at home, unless we boil it

     There are drawers filled with fine clothes, and Effie Trinket tells me to do anything I want, wear anything I want, everything is at my disposal. Just be ready for supper in an hour. I've never had a shower before. It's like being in a summer rain, only warmer. After I finished showering I put on some fresh clothes. I sat down on the bed and noticed the TV was already on so I decided to watch it

It was the two announcers talking about a previous year of the games. "Do you remember this year?" The one with blue hair said. I think his name is Caesar? I don't really care. I watched the screen with a blank stare on my face as I continued to listen to their conversation

"Aww. One of my favorite years. And one of my favorite arenas. The use of the rubble, the ruin city." "Very exciting" "And this moment here..." The screen switched from the announcers to a boy beating another boy to death with a brick. He banged the brick on his head, blood covered the brick and blood dripped from the dead boys head

"This moment... is the moment that you never forget. The moment... when a Tribute... becomes a victor." Caesar said. Watching the screen and the face of the dead boy made me uneasy and quiver from goosebumps forming on my body. I quickly turned off the TV and put my head in my hands

This is ruthless. I still can't believe what's happening. I have to kill children! Children who were wrongfully chosen from their families! I eventually stopped my small meltdown and decided to eat since my stomach was starting to rumble. I walked through the train and stopped at a door. Through the glass window on the door, I saw Effie sitting on the couch, and Peeta and Haymitch having a conversation over breakfast. I quietly walked in and heard some of their conversations

"Now that's a good way to get killed." Haymitch told Peeta sarcastically. "What's a good way to get killed?" I asked. They both looked at me and I stood there with my arms to my sides. "Oh! Joy. Why don't you join us?" Haymitch grabbed a pot of coffee and sniffled his nose. "I was just giving some life-saving advice" Haymitch said, pouring the coffee into his mug and putting the pot back

"Like what?" I asked. I took a seat at the front of the table as Peeta spoke. "I was- I was just asking about how to find shelter." Peeta informed me. "Which would come in handy if in fact, you were still alive." Haymitch looked at me and slightly raised his eyebrows while he was spreading butter on his toast

"How do you find shelter?" I asked Haymitch. I watched his hands as he stopped spreading the butter. "Pass the Jam." He sighed, not wanting to hear my question. "How do you find shelter?" I repeated, more stern and a little louder than before. "Give me a chance to wake up, buddy." He clanged his knife on the table and grabbed a flask from his robes pocket

"This mentoring is very... taxing stuff." He poured some of the alcohol into his coffee mug. Coffee and alcohol this early in the morning? What a great mentor. While he was closing the flask I discreetly grabbed a butter knife. "Can you pass the marmalade?" He went to grab the glass of marmalade that was in front of me but I stabbed the knife through the table

The knife was stabbed between his thumb and index finger. I didn't take my eyes off Haymitch but I could tell everyone was stunned by my action. I heard Effie gasp behind me "That is mahogany!" She exclaimed. "Look at you! Just killed a" He grabbed the knife from the table "place mat!" He grunted

"You really wanna know how to stay alive?" He said. Finally some advice. "You get people to like you." He moved a strand of hair from his face and stared me down. Getting people to like me? People like me. Right? "Oh! Not what you're expecting." Haymitch put the knife into the glass bowl of marmalade and put some on his knife. The glass making a screeching sound as the knife scraps the bowl