It was a few hours after he was certain everyone would be asleep before he slipped out of his district’s housing and snuck into District 12’s. He moved through the housing, finding his way to the baker’s room. He knew it as soon as he opened the door, recognizing the curves of the young man’s body after learning it so well between wrestling and the showers. He stood in the doorway, a smirk on his lips as he tried to judge if Peeta had remained awake or if he’d slipped into sleep.
Peeta felt a stirring in the air. He rolled over onto his side, smiling as he sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed. “You came.” Peeta chirped as he made his way over to the man with all the excitement of a puppy. “I was worried you wouldn’t find it.” He guided Brutus by the wrist toward his bed, nudging him toward it. He stood in front of the man, kissing his forehead. “Are you as excited about tomorrow as I am?” Peeta asked, his blue eyes twinkling with both apprehension and excitement.