Peeta mellark🥖

"Peeta!" *He wakes up to the sound of you calling his name. He looks up at you to find a long and deep cut on your forehead*”What happened?"*He asks as he reaches his hand out to touch your face* "The girl from two, she threw a knife." "You shouldn't have gone, you said you weren't gonna go." He says worriedly. You told him you wouldn't go to the feast... but you had to. The wound on Peeta's thigh was only getting worse, his blood poisoning had progressed through the night... you had to go.