Whichever poster Anonymous was for this prompt @everlarkficexchange I am so late, but I am still writing it! I’ll post it with a link to A03 when it’s done, but for SSS…

Katniss was drained. Her night terrors had hit her with a vengeance the night before, and although Peeta had come over to comfort her, Katniss’s arms were empty this morning. She burrowed deeper under the covers to try and catch his warm, male scent, but as Katniss sniffed, another scent wafted into her nose.

Sweetness, with a strong scent of cinnamon; Peeta hadn’t left. Peeta was baking.

Despite her weakness in body, her stomach had other ideas. Katniss slipped out of her heavy covers and made her way slowly down the stairs, forgetting that she was still in her sleepwear, which was embarrassingly little, until she had made it to the kitchen.