nice katniss?

it was after the war, she was alone now with haymitch and her scruffy old cat.it wasn’t any kind of behaviour from you that she wasn’t expecting.you were a wild girl. so when you come into victors village after falling, a bloody hand, she’s not shocked. “what’d you do now, runt” she spat, mockingly. that’s her little nickname for you, saying you acted like the runt of the litter.

she sighs,lifting you under the arms and walking you to the kitchen sink as you sob. your face burrowed into the muscle of her bicep, hiccuping and sobbing. it had scared you more than anything, and she could tell looking at it that it wasn’t bad. just bloody which made it look a lot worse than it was.

she puts you infront of the tap, listening to your whines as she washes it. you can’t stop crying.