Gadge!;) AU.
Madge paces outside the Hawthorne's door. How will he react? He'll be shocked, no doubt. Angry? Happy? She's not sure. But before she can change her mind about not telling him, she gives a short tap on the wooden door.
"Hey, Madge, come in." Says Gale's younger brother, Rory.
"Hello, Rory. Is Gale home?" Madge asks, stepping in the small doorway.
"Mhm, I think so. Wait a sec." He runs up the creaky stairs that look a little unstable and shouts Gale.
Two minutes later, Gale is in front of her, looking as stunning as usual.
"Hey, Blondie." He says, and she remembers all the way back two years ago, when Katniss was in the 74th Hunger Games, was when he first called her that. It was really annoying before, but it's alright now, in a cute, couple nickname kind of way.
"I have to tell you something. Important." She says, nervously.
"Well?" Gale asks, pursing his lips.
"Not here. Come . . . come outside." He raises his eyebrows slightly, but doesn't object.
Once there outside in the cool air, Madge gestures Gale to follow her. They walk down the coal-dust covered lanes of the Seam, until the come to the old field, which everyone calls the Meadow.
They lie on the grass and look up at the black velvet sky for a minute, but eventually Gale grows impatient.
"Madge, what do you want to tell me? And why do you have to come here to-," Gale frowns slightly "You haven't cheated on me have you?"
"Gale! Don't be ridiculous! I'm um, um . . .," Madge can't finish the sentence. She just can't. She chews her hair and tries to work up the courage to tell him.
"You're what Madge? Just for the sake of Panem tell me!" He yells.
"I'm pregnant." She whispers.
Gale is silent for a minute.
"You're . . . wait, what? Really? It's, so I'm like a, um . . . father?" He mumbles, but a smile plays on his face in the dark night.
"Yes . . . you're not angry, are you? Cause Gale I can't do this on my own! I need you, and I-," Gale stops her speaking because he presses his lips against hers and hugs her until she can't breath.
"Angry? I'm the happiest person alive! I've always wanted kids, and I know I love you, so why not? Is it a baby girl or a bouncing baby boy?" He asks as he sits straight up, with a grin from ear to ear on his face which illuminated in the pale moonlight.
"Gale! I only found out yesterday!" Laughs Madge.
"Does anyone else know?" He asks.
"Well, mother knows, but I didn't really tell her. Somehow she guessed, but I don't think father knows. And I don't really planning on telling him. Not yet anyway." She says with a smile.
"So, Madge. I want to ask you something." He says, blissfully happy.
"What . . .?" She frowns.
"Will you do the honour, of being my wife? I don't have anything fancy, and I sure as hell can't afford a ring but I love you, and I want a family with you. You're so beautiful, and kind and I just want you all to myself."
Madge looks dumbfounded. She grins stupidly, and blushes a bright beetroot. She starts to cry and nod and laugh at the same time.
"So I take that as a yes?" Gale smirks.
"Yes, yes a million times yes. You know, I've wanted you to ask me that for years. I love you so much." Says Madge and kisses him delicately.
"Ditto." Purrs Gale.
