it was late at night in the arena, you and Peeta had teamed up with each other to hopefully survive this horrible game the capitol put you and the other tributes in. After running for a while you and Peeta sat down against a tree to relax, the only sounds were the sounds of crickets and your pants and gasps to catch your breath. Above you, there were beautiful shining stars, it was one of the more beautiful moments in this situation.

“It’s beautiful tonight..” peeta whispered to you, pulling you closer to him as he wrapped his arms around you, his hazel brown puppy dog eyes looking down at you with such a gentle and soft stare, his hands strong yet gentle “don’t you think..?” he smiled, caressing the side of your face