Gale stood in the rain outside Katniss' front door for a full five minutes before he knocked. He needed time to calm himself down, to get himself into the right mindset, he didn't want to end up shouting at her when he'd came over to comfort her. He attempted to block all negative thoughts from his head as he waited on the doorstep.
When Katniss opened the door and saw him her tear stained face lit up, but uncertain what to do she just stood awkwardly in the doorway. "I miss you." Gale said quietly, and right now that's all he could think when he looked at her, he missed hearing her laugh, he missed the way her forehead creased when she was concentrating and most of all he missed holding her. He held out his arms to her and she ran into them with such force that they fell backwards into the rain. They were both laughing, arms wrapped tightly around each other, the rain pattering onto them. "I love you Katniss Everdeen," he said, still laughing.
"I love you too." She looked into his dark eyes; his wet hair was plastered against his forehead and his face glistened in the rain, she smiled at him, "I love you so much." Then her lips met his and they held a long, slow, passionate kiss. It felt so good to be with the one she loved.
By now they were both soaked through and beginning to shiver, so Gale picked her up in his strong arms and carried her up to her bedroom, continuing to kiss her deeply. In her room he placed her on the bed and pulled his wet shirt over his head, he quickly unbuttoned her shirt and let his hands explore her smooth, wet body. They swiftly removed the rest of their clothes and he held her in her arms tenderly, looking into her eyes he tucked a wet strand of hair behind her ear. "I want you forever." She whispered, praying that he'd say it back.
"Forever." He agreed, and kissed her hard, sliding into her. She moaned into his mouth and he gently bit her lip, causing her to lift her hips so he could thrust deeper into her. Her arms were wound around him and they were so close she could feel his heartbeat against her chest. Suddenly he flipped them over so she was on top, he sat up so his face was level with her breasts and began kissing them. She groaned and began riding him, her fingers entwined in his hair, she could feel his moans on her skin as he caressed her with his lips. Feeling she was close to orgasm and sped up, just as she reached it she felt Gale shudder and groan, cumming hard inside her.
They fell back on the bed panting, then Gale drew her into his strong arms, placing light kisses on her shoulder. She entwined her fingers with his and settled her head on his chest, smiling. They lay cuddling like this for sometime, watching it grow dark outside the window. After a while Gale's stomach growled and Katniss giggled before suggesting they went down and made something to eat.
She pulled a dress over her head and Gale put on his underwear, hanging the rest of his clothes up to dry on the radiator. Holding hands they made their way into the kitchen. He was in a happy Katniss induced daze until she suddenly froze in the doorway. Snapping back to reality he saw a huge bunch of red and white roses in the centre of the kitchen table. Peeta Mellark, you cunt Gale thought instantly, gritting his teeth together. Katniss slowly approached the bouquet and removed the card from among the flowers. Gale remained in the doorway, he sniffed the air, the flowers were sickly sweet with undertones of… blood? Confused he started towards Katniss, who had turned deathly pale; her eyes were wide with shock. "What is it?" he asked, now doubting that the flowers were from Peeta.
"It's from Snow." She said quietly, handing the card to him. He looked at it blankly for a moment, 'The show must go on!' it read. Realising the meaning he crumpled it in his hand and looked at her defiantly.
"Well it's not going to is it?" He asked, his voice had a dangerous edge to it.
"What am I supposed to do? I can't let you die." Her voice was full of desperation; she wished they could go back to five minutes ago where they were happy and in love.
"I'd rather die than share you." He replied in a controlled voice, battling to keep his anger under control. She began to cry and he wrapped his arms around her, an idea had suddenly occurred to him. He kissed the top of her head then pressed his lips to her ear, "run away with me." He whispered it so quietly that she almost thought she'd imagined it but when she pulled away and looked into his eyes he could see that he had said it, and meant it. She nodded her head very slightly, careful to make sure that any viewers of their current scene wouldn't realise the exchange. "I've got to get back, but I'll meet you tomorrow in the woods?"
"Usual place." She confirmed and she kissed him deeply, then he turned and left. Is this really happening? She asked herself, are we really going to run away? She smiled at the thought of finally being free from it all, then she turned and picked up the roses and threw them out the back door, fuck you Snow, she thought smiling.