Katniss pov

We arrive at the lake at the perfect time. It's the perfect time for lunch and its hot enough to swim. "So this is the lake my dad use to take me to when I was little,"I say taking his hand.

"It's beautiful,"he replies, looking at it in awe. He wraps his arms around me from behind and rests his chin on my shoulder. Then he kisses my cheek, chin, and neck, then he reaches down to kiss my shoulder.

I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck. "Katniss, thank you for showing me this beautiful place. It's almost as beautiful as you,"he says.

"And I thought the buns were cheesy,"I snort.

He laughs and says,"but it's true. You are the most brilliant, beautiful, courageous person I've ever met."

"I'm not beautiful...But you Peeta, you are amazing, handsome, caring, perfect, and.. and you are so loving."I say as I kiss him deeply. "Oh Katniss,"he sighs. Then I smile and say,"shall we eat?"

"Sure,"he says. I pull out all our food and he asks,"wine?"

"Yup. I thought that would taste good,"I reply. He opens it up and takes a swig, followed by a small cough. "It's a bit...weird. but good."

I take a swig too."Yeah it is kinda weird. I think it's an acquired taste though."

We start to eat and take turns drinking from the bottle. When we finish eating we are about done with the bottle. By this time we are both rambling off and a little tipsy. He is betting I can't shoot an Apple off his head and I'm betting he can't come up with something that tastes better than the best thing in the world, cheese buns.

Little did we know, under this state that we are highly capable of doing that and more. "Okay, okay. I'm a bit scared of you, so I'm going to hold this bun, and you have to shoot it. If you do, I'll kiss you, and if you don't...uh...I'll still kiss you."

I laugh uncontrollably and run to get my bow. He stands by the tree holding out the cheese bun. I aim, take a breath, and shoot. As usual it's a perfect and it pins the bun to the tree behind it. We both laugh and he says,"your prize."

I run up to him and start to make out with him. His tongue slips into my mouth and we both fall. He kisses my neck and says,"I knew you could do that the whole time!"

"Peeta, Peeta, Peeta,"I say,"hand me the wine." He reaches over and gets the second bottle we brought. I take a swig and he does too. Then I drag him to the edge of the water and say,"let's go swimming."

"What-what do I wear?" He stutters. I smile and strip down to my underwear and bra."just your underwear," I say nonchalantly. He strips down too and we both get in. We swim and then pass out...

I wake up on top of Peeta in only our soaking underwear, his hand is on my ass. It's almost night time and I have a booming headache. "Peeta, Peeta wake up,"I say. He sits up and asks,"what happened?"

"I don't really remember, it's all blurry,"I say as I grab our clothes. We pack up and by the time we're home is very late. I'm half way naked, getting ready to take a shower when I start to get sick. Peeta runs in to hold my hair and sooth me.

After I lean back against the tub with my fingers in my hair. If I wasn't so sick, I'd actually care to cover my chest, but it's just Peeta so I don't really care if he sees me half naked as I'm puking up my guts.

"Lets never get drunk off of wine again,"I moan as I curl up to Peeta. He awkwardly fumbles to put his arms around me and then says"okay. Here,let me help you." He picks me up and sets me on the toilet as he starts a bath. Then when the bath is drawn, he helps me out of my clothes, never losing eye contact, and sets me in the bath. After that he quickly gets out of the bathroom.

I lay there in the bath for nearly an hour letting the warm water wash over my body and calm me. There is a knock on the door and Peeta pokes his head in but doesn't look my direction.

"Are you okay Katniss?"

"I don't really know,"I say,"come sit next to me."

"What?" He asks confused.

"You know on the side of the tub."I say patting the side. He walks in, covering his eyes and I laugh,"you don't have to do that." He slowly lowers his hand and I smile weakly at him. He sits next to the tub and takes my hand in his. He still doesn't look at me though.

"How are you feeling now?"He asks.

"My stomach has settled down, but I still have a huge headache and I'm really thirsty."

"Yeah, me too. I think I drank like two gallons of water this morning and I took some medicine for my head. Let me get you some,"he says getting up to grab it. He hands me two pills which I take gratefully. After that I get out and wrap a towel around myself.

After I have changed, Peeta and I go downstairs and chug some more water as we munch on some crackers. Then we both curl up to silence, sweet silence, in each other's arms.

A/n so what do you think of their first time drunk and hungover?