Author's note: THIS IS A SEQUEL TO PEETA'S PROPOSAL!
Disclaimer: I don't own this. Any of it.
Gale's POV
It's so hard to believe she can be so beautiful, sunny and sweet and not know and not know it.
I mean, there she is, chatting away to me happily. I'm not listening to what's she's saying, but seeing how passionate her face gets, and how her mouth moves, almost like she's a little ahead of what she's saying.
I might sound like I'm a little obsessed, but I really love her. I've lost valuable things before, but if I lost her, I would be dead inside.
She's my gravitational pull down to reality.
"Gale? Are you even listening to me?" Delly said with a smile.
"Oh, yeah. Pros and cons of velour dresses, right?" I said, just guessing something she had been talking about yesterday.
"I'm not that predictable, Gale Hawthorne." she said.
"So what where you talking about?"
"About Katniss's wedding. It's next weekend." she said.
Oh. Peeta and Katniss's wedding. Yeah, I was in that, I think.
"You're one of the groomsmen, because you couldn't be one of the bridesmaid for Katniss. I'm the bridesmaid because I couldn't be a groomsman. Switching best friends." she said.
"Oh, right. I've got to get a tux for that." I said monotonously.
"Yes! Of course!" she exclaimed.
"What?" I said, alarmed by the surprise of her voice.
"Oh, I just remembered that I have your tux. You have to try it on." she said.
"Oh, I'll do that later, at home…" I said, not wanting to look ridiculous.
"Oh, no you won't. It's in my closet. Come on." she said, grabbing my arm.
"Oh, uh, well, I don't know…"I said.
"Come on!" she was practically dragging me now.
I saw the tux hanging on her door, and I was terrified.
"I'm changing in the bathroom." I said, embarrassed.
"I figured." she said as she spun around with a smile on her face.
I went in to the bathroom and pulled the tux on, though very unwillingly.
"Ok, I have it on." I said.
"Come on out. I put on my bridesmaid dress." she said.
I turned the corner, expecting a long, pink silk dress that I usually thought about when I thought about with weddings.
Peeta and Katniss were having an unusually elaborate wedding for District Twelve, but they were insanely rich and had been through a lot.
What I saw was a long, light brown, simple, soft-looking dress. It seemed like it had been made for her. It wasn't covered with ruffles or bows, or really obnoxiously colored.
She looked like a goddess, with her honey blonde hair hanging down her back, her brown eyes warm like a comforter in the winter.
"You look amazing." she said to me.
I looked amazing?
"You look beautiful." I said to her, simply and sincerely.
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