Baker's Girl Peeta MellarkXReader

The Victors Survival

Your POV:

He watched me and now he wants to heard out! I thought he was a decent man, a person I could trust but he goes and ruins it all by invading my privacy! What a sick and twisted ass eater!

"Y/N, honey he has something for you!" My mum says reassuringly. What!

Why is she in his side! He was watching me! My privacy completely evaded and my MOTHER of all people are on his side. It's so twisted and sick I feel so unsafe in my own home!

"Fine," I grunt rolling my eyes, only because I need to know why, "let's hear this crappy excuse."

"Y/N, I-I feel so awful but honestly it's not what it seems!" Peeta mumbles.

He won't even look me in my eyes, and he wants me to believe that he's sorry.

"Get on with it!" I've had enough of this bullshit!

"Y/N, I bought you a dress, I thought you would like a nice surprise and I came in here to put it in your wardrobe," he says his voice wobbling, "But then I heard you and I hid! I closed my eyes I swear! I didn't want you to see me stood in your room when you got out! I clearly didn't think this through."

He-he wasn't being creepy. Why on Earth would I think Peeta Mellark of all people would do something like that? I mean that was part of the reason I was so shocked but then again this world is full of surprises.

"Oh My Gosh! Peeta I was so scared my bestest friend had gone full on creep mode on me!" I laugh.

"Show her! Show her the dress!" My mum says with wild eyes, "I'll leave you two alone..."

She walks of leaving me and Peeta alone... again. He walks over to me and grabs my elbows. He pulls me closer, his breath hot on my cheeks.

"Peeta, no." I can't do this now.

"Why, your so beautiful," he whispers staring into my eyes.

They say you can tell a lot about a person based of their eyes, but they also say you can see their souls and truest intentions. If that's true then right now what I can see in Peeta's eyes is, just... wow.

The most gorgeous blue, like the ocean. He looks so innocent and pure, so truthful and kind. I was so wrong to jump to conclusions. It's Peeta for fucks sake he's to kind to do that creepy ass shit to anyone, especially me.

"Because Peeta it isn't  right." I sigh, I can't let him see how disappointed I am.

"I don't care, an aren't you meant to be pregnant?" He says a smirk spreading across his face.

"Yes but with Gale's baby not yours!" I say pushing away from me.

"At least let me show you the dress." He says leading me to the wardrobe.

He pulls open the doors that have slight dents in the handles due to their amount of use. He runs his hands along the rail and unhooks a clear plastic hanger form the rail. On that hanger is a gorgeous pale yellow dress.

"Peeta!" I gasp, "That must have cost at least five dollars!"

It's a puffy sleeved soft dress that would go to about just underneath my knees, it has sequins sewn around the collar and hem. It feels like pure cotton.

"It cost a lot more but your worth it," he smiles at me, a real genuine one.

I run up to him and jump wrapping my arms and legs around him. I cover his face in light kisses while we tell each other how much we love one and other.

Eventually he drops me and suggests me trying on the dress. I pick it up and rub the back of the label. He loves me?

"Okay but go away this time!" I laugh lightly.

He turns around and walks out of my door. I unhook the dress and drop my towel. It looks so amazing, he must have put so much thought into this.

I pull it over my head having to twist it a bit so it isn't wrinkled. I walk over to my mirror whilst stroking it all over. What I see in the mirror doesn't look like me one bit!

The girl I can see has gorgeous curves and a pretty girlish smile on her face. I've never felt so pretty before in my life. The dress outlines my curves not in a rude provocative way but in a way that shows my natural beauty. The skirt has four layers causing it to puff up around my thighs.

I walk over to the door but before I can open it properly I get pushed onto the floor.

"Y/N they won!" Peeta yells a smile clear on his face.

What?

Sexci Man's POV:

I hurt into Y/N's room and see her in the dress. And holy SHIT! She looks so amazing. I can only think of so many ways to describe the way she looks; pretty, gorgeous, amazing, beautiful, sexy, wonderful!

I still need to tell her though.

"Y/N!" I shout, "They won!"

A clear look of confusion has found it's way onto her face which tells me she doesn't have any idea on what I'm talking about.

"Y/N, Gale and Katniss are going to be home in less then six hours!"

"That's, that's amazing!" She pulls herself up to the floor and smiles.

I've never seen her so happy before and if I'm being honest it really hurts. Even though our secret "relationship" isn't the most faithful it still hurts to know that she still has mixed feelings about me and Gale.

Whenever I look at her I can see the girl I'm madly in love with but who still doesn't know about how her own feelings. It's not her fault though, I mean it's taken me ages to realize who I really love.

~Time skip~

I've had a wash and combed my hair. I'm all clean for the arrival of the District 12 Victors. I have in a white shirt that's tucked into simple desk grey trousers.

My life's going to be shit form now on.