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We sit there, watching the sun rise. The clouds were starting to roll in, obscuring the sun. I lay down with my head in his lap.
He was stroking my hair and it made me sleepy. He paused for a second.
"I have the best wife in the world. Real or not real?" he said with a smirk.
"Definitely not real, Peeta."
"Oh and why not," he asks playfully, resuming his stroking of my hair.
"I can't cook, I'm not pretty, and I am just plain awful at romance," I reply quite seriously.
"Matter of opinion," he says easily. "Oh except for the cooking part you're right about that. You are an awful cook."
I prop myself up on my elbows and lean my head back so I can see his face.
"Why you little-" He cuts me off with a kiss and we lose ourselves in it. He pulls back for a breath and I turn around to face
him, "I'm still mad at you." I cross my arms and act like a little child, but I'm smiling making the act pretty unbelievable. I
clearly am not mad at him.
"Hey, you're the one who said it. I just elaborated it," he replies wittily.
I scoff as a reply because he's right, as usual. I hardly ever tell him that to his face of course. It was starting to get dark
outside. The clouds must be winning the battle with the sun, choking it out. I stand up to go inside and eat some breakfast. I
ruffle his hair as I pass by him and he grabs my leg. "Where do you think you're going?" he inquires flirtatiously.
"To get something to eat, because you didn't make breakfast this morning," I say putting my hand on my hip. He stands up,
"Sorry, I'll make you something now." He's not really that sorry, he just doesn't want me sarcastically mad at him the rest of
the day. He laces his fingers in mine and I gently pulled him towards the front of our house. "Slacker," I mutter just loud
enough for him to hear me.
"Excuse me?"
"Oh, nothing," I say with an innocent look. Peeta grabs my other hand and pulls me towards him.
"I love you more then you could ever know," he says planting a kiss on my forehead.
I lean into him, "I think I have an idea of how much." I wrap my arms around his neck lay my head against his chest. I close
my eyes and listen to the steady beat of his heart.
"Sometimes I still can't believe you're mine," he says dreamily. I look up into his clear blue eyes and say, "You better believe it
because I am completely and wholly yours and yours alone."
The way he smiles down at me could outshine the sun. We both lean in very close and I only get the chance to whisper "I
love you," before we're interrupted. BOOM. The thunder clashes and within seconds we are soaked. The raindrops are freezing
cold. I gasp and look again into his eyes. We both start laughing immediately. Before I know what is happening he spins me
around.
I lock my fingers around his neck. He sets me down for a second and we press our foreheads together. Raindrops dripping
down our faces, we press our cold, blue lips together. I unlock my fingers from around his neck. Peeta catches my hand as it
slides down his arm.
"May I have this dance?" he asks with a slight bow and a ridiculous grin.
"Yes, you may you insane man, you," I say while curtsying. He laughs at that and we dance twirl in the rain. We step in time
with the thunder waltzing haphazordously around our lawn. When we finally have the sense to go inside so we don't catch
colds, we sit by the fire sipping hot cocoa. We wrap ourselves in a blanket, our moist skin and clothes pressing against one
another. I rest my head on his shoulder and stare at fire. My eyelids getting heavier every time I blink until finally I can't open
them.
Yeah, I know it was short. Sorry, I just wanted to get it posted. Thanks for reading and click the review button please! Third chapter tomorrow...maybe... xoxodandelionnwishes
