Title: Will You Marry Me?
Summary: "I've loved you since I was five years old. I never thought I'd have the guts to speak to you but the games threw us together. As much as I hate them, everything they portray, I can't help but feel thankful. They brought me to you, I will love you forever, I promise we'll always be together"
POV: Peeta Mellark
Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games, all rights to Suzanne Collins
After a few more songs Haymitch came over and tapped my shoulder, "Can I take the next dance?" he asked with a smirk. I stepped back and replied "yes, sure" before turning and making a beeline for Poppy, well Mum now. When I reached her she smiled and took my hand, we danced around in circles for one dance and then I bowed and walked towards Effie. She deserves a dance. When I finally found her she was devouring a piece of wedding cake in such a manner I don't think she would approve of if anyone else was doing it. She stared in surprise and subtly chewed the rest of the cake and swallowed. "Can I have a dance?" I asked, chuckling slightly. She blushed and said "only if we keep that between ourselves" I smiled and placed a hand at her waist and the other against her palm. We spin in slow circle until she speaks up "I want to thank you Peeta, if it wasn't for you and Katniss I would never have found the Haymitch we know now. If you hadn't helped he would still be a stinking alcoholic. And there's something else, I love you Peeta. Love you as a son." she stood on her tiptoes and gently kissed my cheek.
"Your a wonderful young man Peeta, I'm proud of you" Effie says. She's proud of my confession of love to Katniss. She knew all along and wanted me to speak out. "Thank you Effie" I said smiling nervously. She stood next to me and kissed me on my left cheek.
How different she looks now, her natural hair is a mousy blonde, without all that powder and paint on her face she is very pretty. She is the closest I'll ever have to a proper Mum, and Poppy of course. As the song ends Haymitch sweeps over and steals Effie away, leaving me to look for Katniss. I wander through the dancing couples and am wondering if she's gone to the bathroom when I see her. Dancing with little Finn. Leaning at the waist, holding his little hands while he jumps from foot to foot. She looks so beautiful, and happy, she's going to make an amazing mum. As I walk nearer Finn notices and runs towards me, "PEETA" he screams, I crouch so her can run into my arms before standing up quickly so he's on my shoulders. "ahhhhh" he screams giddily. Katniss smiles before wrapping her arms around my waist.
"Have a great time" "be safe" "look after her", dozens of people are waving us off, some more coherent than others. "We'll be back soon" I shout over the din before pulling Katniss into the black cab. As the driver pulls off I lean back against the seats and whisper "God, I'm tired" Katniss inches closer and whispers back "I hope your not too tired" before kissing my passionately. God, this journey better not be too long. Luckily Effie must have realised how we would be feeling as after 20 minutes we arrive at our destination. As we clamber out I grab Katniss palm in mine and stride towards the reception. Soon we're checked in and stepping into the elevator. Katniss immediately smashes her lips to mine and wraps her fingers into my hair. Mine roam along her sides. When we come to the 7th floor we're sweating and panting heavily. Oh god. We smash into the room and onto the bed. I remember what Haymitch told me.
"Don't forget the garter, that bits sensational" Haymitch smirked at me and I felt my cheeks roast. Why won't he just butt out?
I knelt on the floor and pulled up Katniss' skirt. There it is, a flimsy, lacy, blue garter. I move my lips to her thigh and clench it with my teeth. Slowly pulling it down I smirk against her skin. Our lips are soon together and moving in sync. Then Katniss and I become one, we are Peenis.