"Peeta." Gale said suddenly, taken aback.

Peeta stepped forward and kissed Gale passionately. Gale felt himself go weak in the knees. He tried to push peeta away but found he couldn't resist.

"Peeta," he murmered against his lips, "Peeta, we can't."

"i know." peeta said, as he kicked the door shut and grabbed for gale again.

They kissed deeper, falling into the living room, onto the couch, peeta on top of him, kissing him deeply.

"We can't..." gale murmered again but felt himself pressing against peeta, wrapping his arms around him.

"I can't stop thinking about you." peeta whispered, sucking on his bottom lip, grinding against him.

They clawed against each other, pawing at each other, trying to get their clothes off faster, faster, faster. Gale stopped thinking about what was right and what was wrong. He stopped thinking about katniss. Every beat of his heart was saying peeta's name.

They rolled off the couch and onto the floor. Their clothes landed in a pile. Gale could taste peeta on his lips as they kissed, and soon, soon everything faded away, the hours wasted away, as they spent it all together.

Gale opened his eyes. He was on the living room floor, naked, the sunlight pouring in from the window. He looked to his side and saw peeta sleeping on his chest, holding onto him. Peeta was naked too. All of a sudden the previous night fell back into his mind and he remembered everything. They had done everything. His heart began to thump and he closed his eyes. Peeta stirred on his chest.

"Hey." he said softly, "What time is it?"

"It's morning."

"Morning?" peeta sounded slightly panicked, "i have to get back home. I didn't mean to sleep here. What time is it? Is katniss up?" he started to sit up and gale soaked in the sight of him.

He knew it was wrong, but he wanted more. More. He grabbed peeta's hand and leaned in to kiss him deeply before he left.

"What the hell?!" came a high pitched voice.

They broke apart – Katniss stood in front of them, her mouth opened, her eyes tired from lack of sleep.

"peeta!" she exclaimed and Gale tried to back away from peeta, as if katniss hadn't seen them kiss. He remembered he didn't lock the door last night when peeta cam eover.

"Katniss," peeta said, grabbing his clothes, "It isn't what this looks like."

"I've been trying to get ahold of you all night. I woke up and you were...gone! I was coming to gale's for help but I...Peeta, I..." her eyes began to fill with tears and suddenly she took off, running at full speed out of the house.

"Katniss!" peeta yelled, tripping over his clothes, trying to get them on as quickly as possibly, with gale following.

It took them too long to get dressed, took them too long to run out of the house and too long to find Katniss. By the time they found her in the backyard, she was hanging from her favourite tree, her legs swinging gently in the breeze. Peeta collasped in front of her body and peeta stepped backwards. no. no this couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening. This was not what he wanted. It had been just one night. It had...

Gale started to sob.