I am not much of an Everlark writer no matter how hard I try, but I can manage short drabbles sometimes :)

Prompt:

Someone got sick on you during school and now you're wearing my extra set of clothes and I can't stop staring at you AU.

Prompt by Dailyau on tumblr. For softlikethesunset12!

The bell signals the end of the class and Peeta makes his way out of AP Calculus when a blur passes by him, making him trip. He catches himself before he falls and makes a fool of himself.

Something compels him to chase after her and he follows the brunette at the end of the hall and his eyes widen at the sight of the girl's appearance.

"Katniss?" he asks, examining her from head to toe.

"Ugh, um, hi Peeta," she squeaks and Peeta can't help but find that adorable. She was never one for words.

"What's wrong? Why do…" he trails off, scrunching his nose in disgust. Her shirt and jean shorts are covered in vomit and he has to bite his lip in order to stop himself from throwing up at her too. The stench of sick makes him sick and that wouldn't be a good impression at all.

"Uh, I had to go take Prim's friend Rue home because she was sick but she threw up at me before I could leave the school," Katniss tells him embarrassed, cheeks flushing red. What a sight I must be. Covered in my little sister's friend's puke and standing in front of Peeta freaking Mellark! The odds are definitely not in my favour today.

Peeta tries not to smile but a small one plasters itself on his face anyway.

"So you forgot to change?" he asks and her cheeks turn redder if that's possible.

"No, I mean yes. What I am trying to say is Rue lives ten minutes away from the school and literally a twenty-minute drive away from where I live. I had to hurry back to school because I have a very important quiz today," at that, Peeta smiles wider. She was kind and smart and dedicated and perfect!

Peeta wanted to help her and finally, he knew how. The plan was perfect, it would help Katniss out of this embarrassing position (into a less embarrassing one) and maybe give her a good impression. Please accept! Please accept!

"Um, I think I can help some way. What time does your quiz start?" he asks, scratching the back of his neck and she checks her wristwatch.

"Ten minutes, shit! Not enough time to do whatever you have in mind Peeta," she sighs, exasperated.

"Ten minutes is perfect! Come with me, Katniss," he doesn't give her a chance to respond but pulls her into the women's bathroom.

"What the hell, Peeta? This is a ladies' room!" she throws her arms in the air and he stifles a chuckle.

"Katniss, I keep spare clothes in my backpack in case it rains or something. I can give them to you, alright. Just strip to your underwear," at her blush and shake of the head he gives her a stern look.

"I am not asking you to get naked and hump me, Katniss. Hurry up if you want to show up to your class not-covered-in-puke. C'mon, strip and clean yourself up!" he orders her and she reluctantly takes off her shirt and shorts.

He lets her wash her face before pulling out a pack of scented wet wipes from his bag and handing them to her.

"Thanks," she breathes and Peeta nods and starts rummaging in his bag for the spare clothes. As soon as he finds them, he curses. What he had packed was baggy and a little oversized and she would practically drown in his sweatshirt. Not to mention his pants will fall right off her.

She notices his predicament and buries her face in her hands in defeat, only to take them off and give him a shy smile. God this may sound creepy…

"How about you wear your spare clothes and give me the ones you're wearing now. They look like they'd fit me," she says and Peeta realizes it's not a bad idea.

Quickly, he strips to his underwear and pulls on the spare clothes, throwing the ones he took off at her.

Katniss dresses quickly and gives him his wet wipes pack with a smile.

They run out of the bathroom, receiving various looks of disbelief as they rush to their class, noticing too late that they were going into the same room. Shit! How did I forget I had AP English with Peeta? This is gonna be embarrassing.

They reach the class two minutes before the teacher, Ms. Trinket walks in.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Peeta's eyes move to where Katniss sits and his eyes widen as he sees her bring his shirt to her nose and inhale deeply, a smile spreading across her face.

With flushed cheeks, Peeta looks back to the teacher and tries to listen.

Katniss looks towards Peeta when the teacher is distracted and catches his eyes. They stare at each other for a few long moments which end when Peeta smiles widely and winks at her. She turns and faces the teacher once again.

During the entire quiz, Peeta would find himself watching Katniss every once in a while and the sight of her in his clothes, the ones he took off for her, causes heat to bloom in his chest. His pencil clatters to the floor and so do the other pens and pencils he had set on his desk in an orderly fashion.

Ms. Trinket looks at him with narrowed eyes. No, Ms. Trinket, that wasn't a signal for someone to help me with my quiz!

His eyes meet Katniss' amused ones and he looks away, cheeks tinting red once again as she winks at him this time.

Shit! She looks unusually, undeniably delicious wearing MY clothes. Goddammit, Peeta, focus on your quiz!

He shakes his head and starts answering the question not before chancing a look at her again. Beautiful…