A/N: This chapter is extremely short. That is a warning. As you can see, it took a long time just for me to update. I was very busy. It's our exams week. :) So I still hope you appreciate my effort of updating today. (Ha!) Enjoy!

Katniss

"What about Peeta?" I asked again. Johanna and Annie just looked at each other and started to laugh nervously.

"Who said anything about Peeta? We were talking about Pita." Johanna said, not looking straight at me.

"Who's Pita?" I asked skeptically.

"Pita. Uh, Johanna's niece." Annie declared, smiling.

I smiled sheepishly at them. I was being skeptical, I know that, but I had to believe them, especially Annie.

"Okay, Annie and I will go then. Bye Mockingjay." Johanna said flatly.

"Bye." I whispered. I watched the two of them walk away and went away myself.

"To the rooftop." I sighed. I guess I also wanted some alone time. But at the same time, I'm hoping Peeta would be there, as usual, so we could talk. There was something I wanted to talk about with him. About our relationship. But I'm still not sure whether to tell him or not. The lights of the Capitol from the rooftop were still breathtaking. I couldn't help but smile. This is where Peeta and I spent most of our time together. I sat against a pillar and just enjoyed the view. I was about to doze off when someone kissed me from behind.

"Are you evoking our memories?" I heard him say.

"Maybe." I said, grinning. I turned around and saw his face.

"Hmm. I suppose you are. You love me too much and you always want to see me. Even if I'm only in your head."

I hit Peeta in the shoulder playfully. But still, I blushed. I guess somehow it was true. He just smiled at me and caught me in a warm embrace. I closed my eyes and rested my head on his shoulder. I could feel myself drifting off to sleep.

Peeta

I watch Katniss fall asleep. I gave her a peck on the cheek just like a hopeless romantic would do. I let out a sigh. I still don't know when to pop the question. Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? I don't know. But I have to do it fast. I don't want to mess up. I really don't. My gaze fell on Katniss' face. As I brushed a strand of brown hair from her eyes, I could imagine different reactions from her, both positive and negative. After an hour of sitting and switching looks to and from the view and Katniss' face ,thinking about my plan,I finally felt tired.I was tired but did not want to rest. A whole mixture of emotions. Not wanting to wake Katniss up, I got up slowly and carried her down the stairs. As I reached the last step, I heard Katniss whisper the very thing I wanted to hear.

"Peeta, please marry me. I love you."

I wanted to laugh and wake her up with was hard fighting the urge to tell her what I heard. If you look at it, Katniss was proposing to me—technically. Instead, I just went directly into her room and tucked her into bed.I looked at her, lovely in her sleep. I kissed her on the forehead and went outside.

"Peeta, please marry me. I love you." I couldn't get those words out of my head. Those words brought me to a whole new perspective. Katniss wants it. I'm gonna give it to her. I'm going to propose to her tomorrow. I'm sure of that. After all, I guess she wanted to do the proposal.

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