Deep in the meadow

The hunger games fan fiction.

This story is based on the lives of Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark after the hunger games.


5. Lay down your head

3 years later




It was the day of Prim's seventeenth birthday. I went out to hunt. And Peeta baked the cake. This is what had happened the past few years. But this year was different. When I arrived back at my house, the message on the cake wasn't "Happy 17th birthday Prim" It was, "Marry me, Katniss?" I froze as soon as I saw it. Was he seriously asking me this? Was he trying to do the same as Gale had done? No. He is to kind to do that. Afer a moments silence, and run up to him, throw my arms around him, and shout "yes! yes! a million times yes!" We stand kissing for what seems like forever. His face was covered in flour, but I couldn't care less. If anything, it made the kiss better. His hands were covered in flour as well, so my back would be all white when we stopped. I look over his shoulder to see he has also baked hundreds of cupcakes, all different colours. After a while of staring at them, I can't contain my self, and I push away. "So, who are the cupcakes for?" I ask playfully. He turns around to look at them, as if he forgot making them. "Well, you. as long as you said yes anyway." I giggle. I think that's the first time in my life I've ever giggled. "So you were gonna bribe me with cake?" He nods, then pulls me towards him again. "Peeta, I'm gonna drool all over you! you have to let me have one!" I say. He shakes his head. "You can have as many as you want when we're finished with the big one!" He points to the proposal cake. It looks delicious as well. I take his, hands, and lead him over to it. "Well, why don't you start!" I shout, and push his face into it.


He pulls out, and i run to reach the cupcakes, but he grabs me. "I said not until we finish this one! Why don't you have some!" He scrapes a large piece off his face, and splats it on my cheek. Thats it. Cake war. He pushes in front of me, and reaches the cupcakes first. I reach them a couple seconds after, but I stand at the other end of the table. He picks up one with blue icing, and hurls it at me. He misses, and i pick it up off the ground and throw it back at him. It hits him in the chest, so he picks up and orange one, throws it, and it hits me in the chest. We throw cakes at each other for a while, until I give up. We are both covered in a rainbow of icing. I run over to him, and wrap my arms around him. "we're a bit messy aren't we!" I whisper in his ear. He nods, then puts his forehead on mine, and we start to kiss again.

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