A/N: So this is it!
It's a few weeks after that when my phone rings as I'm in the garden with Max.
"Hel-"
"You're about to be home alone with Peeta and you didn't tell me!" Delly shrieks and I roll my eyes.
"Can you tell Jacob I say he's an arsehole?" I say bitterly and Delly relays the message to Jacob.
"He says that he doesn't keep secrets." Delly recites and I press the phone between my shoulder and my ear as I pull off my boots and head back inside.
"Well some secrets should be kept. Besides we're just going to sit and watch a movie." I tell her and pad through to the other side of the kitchen.
"Oh yeah, why don't you watch fifty shades of grey?" Delly says in a seductive tone and I hear Jacob scoff and mutter that it isn't even released yet.
"I was thinking more like Olympus Has Fallen." I nod as I brew a coffee.
"The new Gerard Butler one?" She asks and I press the phone to my other ear.
"Uh huh." I mutter and Delly moans.
"Peeta hates him." She informs me and I frown.
"He never told me that..." I say quietly and I hear Max bark happily and trot off so I assume Peeta's home.
"Because you love him. Peeta thinks he's a stuck up dick." She says and then Jacob tells her to mind her own business.
"Baby?" Peeta calls and I turn and watch him walk into the kitchen looking exhausted.
"Oh! Have you done the Maths?" She asks and then starts to babble on about how she was stuck on a question. I watched as Peeta pulled off his jumper and tossed it into the laundry room, he smiled at me but it looked like it was forced. "Katniss?"
"I'll ring you tomorrow Del." I say and hang up. "What's up?" I ask and he shrugs. "Peeta." I say sternly and he rolls his head on his shoulder.
"Just a bad day, I guess." He mutters and I hold my arms out to him. "I'm fine." He adds and I squint at him.
"We said no lies, Peet." He takes my hands into his and shrugs.
"My mom phoned me." He says quietly and I feel my anger boil up. "You know your eyes turn almost black when you get angry, it's kind of cute." He smirks and I sigh.
"Don't change the subject."
"I'm not."
"We're going to avoid this are we?"
"We aren't avoiding anything, Katniss. I said I'm fine." Peeta pulls his hands out of mine and starts to walk out of the kitchen.
"God! Fine!" I shout after him and he shakes his head but continues to head upstairs. "Gah!" I call out angrily and shove an orange off the counter, Max pounces on it and I quickly grab it before he gets ahold of it properly.
"Have you seen my blue shirt?" Peeta appears back in the kitchen without a top and no pants, only in his boxers.
"Which one?" I ask, turning away to pour the coffee. "If you say 'ehhh the blue one' I swear to god I will slap you." I add and I hear him chuckle.
"No, the check button down with the different shades of blue. The one you say that the buttons match my eyes perfectly." He says smoothly and I roll my eyes.
"Have you tried your wardrobe?" I ask and Peeta sighs before walking away again. Once my coffee is ready I carry it into the lounge and plonk down on the sofa, flicking through the telly. Peeta trots past the door into the kitchen and starts clattering around. "Feed Max please!" I call out and he mumbles a yes through a mouth full of food.
"You know," I look up to the open door and see Peeta in the blue shirt and dark jeans, his hair quiffed slightly and a large tray in his hands. "I really should have considered my clothes more."
"What are you on about now?" I sigh and he sits beside me, I peer into the various bowls on the tray and my mouth waters at all the sweets and chocolate and popcorn.
"We're watching a movie, like a date. I'm saying that I dressed up and your just in my lounging clothes." He tells me and tosses a piece of popcorn into his mouth.
"I'll go change." I mutter and stand but, Peeta grabs my hand and pulls me back down against him quickly.
"I don't think you quite understood." Peeta says quietly in a low voice as he tucks some hair behind my ear. "You know how much I love you in my clothes and here I am in an old shirt!" He chuckles and lifts the tray off his lap onto the sofa beside him.
"Yup." I let my hand settle on the top button of his shirt.
"Anything you love me wearing in particular?" Peeta's voice has become deep and seductive and I feel my body reacting to it.
"I quite love you not wearing anything to be honest." I whisper and undo the top button of his shirt as he smirks at me.
"So you'll forgive me if I remove my shirt?" Peeta asks and I nod.
"I'd forgive you anyway but, this will definitely speed up the process." I inform Peeta and he proceeds to unbutton his shirt then tosses it aside then leans towards me and captures my lips with his.
When Peeta adjusts his weight to move ontop of me I smirk and push my weight against his so he sits up and I straddle his lap, kissing his chiselled jaw line.
"Baby, you say no when you need to." Peeta whispers as my hands trail down his chest and settle on the belt buckle.
"Can we go upstairs?" I ask and in one swift movement we're stood up, my legs wrapped around Peeta's waist as he presses my back against the closest wall.
Peeta's hips press between my legs so I'm firmly against him and the wall, and his finger tips slips inside the old top I'm wearing before he carefully pulls it over my head. I see the muscles in his jaw work furiously when he sees I'm not wearing a bra.
"God, you're beautiful." He whispers before bowing his head to kiss between my breasts, my hands weaving into his hair.
He moves again but by the time we get to the stairs our kisses are so desperate he lowers me down to lay on the stairs as he lowers himself above me. Peeta starts with kisses behind my ear but they quickly work their way down between my breasts to my stomach at which point his hands are gently tugging the sweatpants off my legs.
"Oh jesus!" I cry suddenly and Peeta laughs loudly. "Fuck off!" I cry and he stands up. "No!nonono! I was kidding!" I say desperately and Peeta slams his lips to mine roughly before trailing his tongue down my body, his hand slowly pushing my legs open.
When Peeta's tongue slips between my folds I cry out loudly and clutch at his hair. He focuses on my clit now as I writhe beneath him. My orgasm comes unepectedly and hard, my vision blacking out as I cry out Peeta's name.
"Ohmygod." I sigh when I blink my eyes open to see Peeta grinning widely above me, his eyes literally sparkling.
"I love you." He whispers before lifting me into his arms again and trudging up the stairs.
"Take your jeans off." I murmur when we're at the top of the stairs. Peeta kisses me roughly as he positions my butt on the banister and unbuckles his belt, his bulge looking like it will actually burst out. As soon as he pops the button and tugs the zip of his jeans down his erection springs out, still confined in his boxers.
"Oh shit!" Peeta groans when I run my finger over his bulge. He holds my hips as I push his jeans down and he steps out of them then wraps my legs around him again as he walks me down the hallway. "Whose room?" He asks and I suck on his neck.
"Yours." I whisper and he literally whimpers.
Peeta doesn't even bother to close the door over we're in such a hurry, we work together amazingly. As he lowers us down onto our bed I push his boxers down, as he pushes his boxers off his feet I slip beneath the sheets and then he moves ontop of me and as he slides in, my whole body arches in pleasure and I cling to him as he clings to me.
I'd thought we used to make love all the time, but compared to this it was nothing! I feel like he's everywhere and yet I still want more of him as we cry out and moan loudly. We come together at the same time and it leaves us both a pile of bones as we try to recover from our insane breathing rates.
When I feel Peeta's weight lift off me I open my eyes to see him gazing at me, his eyes filled with joy and love. I carefully brush the hair off his forehead.
"You know how much I love you right?" He asks and I feel my heart start to race again. Thoughts flash through my mind as I try to regain control of my emotions. He must see my fear because he quickly moves off me. "I'm sorry! I thought you were okay!" He says desperately as I grab the sheets around my body and stand up shakily, Peeta pulls on his boxers and sits on the edge of his bed. "I really thought it was alri-"
"Will you marry me?" The words fly out of my mouth and Peeta jerks his head to look at me as I slap a hand across my mouth in shock.
Everything is silent and I just stare at Peeta staring at me.
"I don't know why I- oh my god!" I cry and spin a circle in sheer confusement. "What?" I ask when Peeta grins at me.
"I said yes."
A/N:*hides behind a sofa as everyone rolls their eyes at the cheesey arse ending*
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