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I step into the shower, and turn the water on scalding hot. I let the water run down my naked body, and let it penetrate deep into my soul. I take a deep breath, and hold my shoulders with my hands. I roll my neck and let it crack, and then find a washcloth. I drop some lavender scented soap onto it and lather it up. I wash my body in it, and then use some honeysuckle scented shampoo for my hair. It's soft when I'm done, extremely soft.

I stand in the shower for fifteen more minuets after I'm done. I think about my Peeta. Not because I'm naked in the shower, but because he's had such a huge impact on my life. All the things he's said and done, everything he's done or said has brought us one step closer to where we are now.

I step from the shower, and wrap a large fluffy towel around myself. I pull on a pair of underwear and a bra, and then a bit tee shirt.

I start to brush my hair, and then finally step out of the bathroom. I pull on a pair of tight pants, with a marble stone looking design on them. I hear the front door open and close, signaling Peeta is back from delivering Willow to Haymitch and Effie.

I rush downstairs, and jump into his arms and he drops to his knees. I laugh and pull back to look at him. "I'm sorry." He says. "I wasn't expecting it, that's all."

I press my lips to his. "I love you." I murmur.

"I love you more." He laughs. "Why don't you go rest, and I'll make some food for our picnic?" He asks me as we stand up together.

"Is there anything I can do?" I ask.

"Not really, I like to cook alone ... but I think I can make an exception for you." He shows me a shy, happy smile. The one a young boy gives a girl when he's in school. Right after he asks her out for the first time, and she says yes.

"Well lets start cooking."

He makes cheese buns, and I has some of his homemade bread to make sandwiches. I lay slices of cheese and roast beef on the bread, and place them in small plastic baggies.

"I'm gonna shower." He says before kissing my cheek and walking upstairs. I fall onto the couch, and turn on the television; a story plays of Bohdi and I's 'relationship'. But there was never one, everyone knew it. But unfortunately for me some people saw the kiss we shared, some even took pictures. I turn it to the history channel, and begin to watch a story about a thing called the holocaust.

It's a terrible thing, a man named Adolf Hitler ruled a place called Nazi Germany at the time. He had a vison, of a perfect world full of perfect people. People he called the aryan race; blonde hair, blue eyes, toned bodies and quick minds. An elite race of people to rule and conquer the world. He went about his plan slowly. He conquered places and parts of land, the one he's most famous for is Poland. It started something called World War 2. It was terrible, shortly after this he began to round up people of the Jewish race. He then put them into camps.

These camps weren't just for temporary holding. They we're death camps, or also known as; concentration camps. Here they killed for no reason, thousands upon millions of dead Jews scattered the camps. The most famous one; Auswitz. That was the camp responsible for the most dea-

A pounding upstairs makes me jump. My feet scatter to stand, but when they finally do I race upstairs.

I find him, naked holding a piece of glass in his hand. He's gripping it so tightly that it's cutting into his palm and fingers. "Mutt!" He cries lunging at me.

"Peeta stop!" I scream and grip his wrist hard, he breaks from my grip, slashing my twice. Once across the chest, and again on the right cheek onto my jaw. "Peeta!" I scream an earth shattering scream. "KNOCK IT OFF."

"Shut up mutt." He grimaces pinning me to the wall.

"Peeta, this isn't you." I beg. "It's the Capitol, it's Snow."

"What's me miss Everdeen?" Peeta asks with a strange look on his face. "You said it yourself if I want you broken you'll have to be whole first."

"Peeta." I plead, confused and scared. I try my last attempt. "Stay with me." I beg.

His eyes search my face, and his grip on my neck tightens quickly. "Stay with me!" I beg again. His fingers tighten and then loosen, but his eyes are still dark.

"What's stopping me from killing you right now?" He grumbles in my face.

"Nothing..." I search his face one last time and take a deep breath. "Peeta, stay with me."

He lets out a breath. "Always." And crashes his lips into mine. I break away quickly to push past him to look in the mirror.

"Katniss." He sobs. "Did I hurt you?"

"This time, yes." I nod sadly and show him my chest, and my cheek.

"I'm a monster..." He stares at his shaking bloody hands.

"No your not, it's not your fsult." I say holding a wet wash cloth to my face and then my chest. "Are they deep?" I ask.

"N-No." He says.

"Hey, it's okay..." I whisper pulling him close to me. "Your okay .... We're okay..." I finally say. "We'll be okay." I wait for him to get dressed, completely forgetting he was naked.

We stand there like this for a while, and finally he speaks. "Do you still want to go on our date tonight?"

"Of course I do." I smile. "This doesn't change a thing, you hear me? I completely adore you and want to be with you for the rest of my life."

"I don't know why, but for some reason you love me." He laughs into my neck.

"I guess I'm just insane."' I shrug.

"That you are." We stand like this for a while until he breaks. "Why don't we get dressed and get ready to go?" He asks.

"Okay." I smile, pec his lips, and then turn to face my dresser. I dig through my clothes and gasp when I find my dress. It goes halfway down to my knees, and has short sleeved cuffs, but it'd made completely out of lace. There's two layers of it so you cant see any of my body, but it's absolutely stunning. It has a blue tint to it. He'll love it.

I pull it over my head, and sigh looking into the mirror. I let out my braid, and let my soft brown waves fall down my shoulders. I apply light makeup, and make my way downstairs to Peeta.

"Holy shit ...." He mumbles taking me in and looking me up and down. "You look gorgeous baby." He grins kissing my hungrily.

"You don't look too bad yourself." I gush, he wears a big sweater and a pair of khaki pants.

"Well thank you." He smiles and wraps a hand around my waist. "Let's go."

He picks the picnic basket on his way out, and takes my other hand. We wave to Ripper and Sae on our way to the meadow. When we reach the fence, he smiles at me. "Your not scared?" I ask softly in disbelieve.

"Not anymore." He shakes his head and opens the fence for me. I crawl through like I have a million times, and then take his hand again.

We reach the meadow, and my tears fall fast as I look into it. A huge weeping willow tree stands in the middle, a red checkered table cloth lays there underneath it. Small fairy lights glimmer in the trees and I cover my mouth with my hands. "Peeta!" I say between sobs. "This is beautiful!"

"Not as beautiful as you." He notes and walks me to the blanket.

We eat the cheese buns with our sandwiches and watch the sunset. "This is amazing." I breath after we're done.

He stands and offers me a hand. "Would you like to dance M'lady?"

"Of course." I take his strong, caring hand and he puts it on my waist. My hands on his shoulders, his making circles on my waist. I love this. Our feet barely move as we go in a circular motion. Half a step left, half a step right, and then all over again.

The sunset plays behind his head in astonishing colors. "I wish I could freeze this moment right here, right now, and live in it forever."

The words send chills down my spine, but make me kiss him even harder. Our feet stop, and my hand snakes to the back of his neck to push him into my lips harder. We break, and our dance is continued. "Wow." He breathes into my hair.

"I know." I smile. "I liked it so much, I kind of want to do it again." I smirk and kiss him again, he breaks within seconds, his lips still puckered when he pulls away.

"As much as I'd love to, I need to ask you something. It's important okay?" He says with a reassuring squeeze of the hand.

"Okay." I say unsurely. He stands in front of me, taking my small hands in his large ones.

"Katniss, I have loved you my entire life, you were and are my life. I have known since I was five that my mission in life as to keep you safe. I always told myself 'what can you do? Bake her a cake'?" I laugh a little. "I never actually thought i'd ever get to be with you. Let alone kiss you everyday, have a daughter together, and call you mine." He pauses and wipes a tear from his cheek.

I should have seen this coming. I know what he's about to do and I already know my answer.

"You are my weakness, utterly and hopelessly my kryptonight. I don't know where I'd be without you, but I know I wouldn't want to be anywhere but by your side everyday for the rest of your life. I know it'll be a challenge bf's use of the hijacking but I'm willing to work on it if you are, So..."

He begins to dig in his pocket. "With that ... Katniss Everdeen ... Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" He reveals a ring, there's a big diamond in the center, with smaller ones around it.

"Yes! Yes of course!" I crash my lips into his and he holds me in his arms.

"This is where I was when you saw that picture of the blonde and I." He whispers.

"I love you so much." I cry silent tears into his neck.

"I love you too Katniss." He cries. He slips the ring on my finger and kisses my lips slowly.

"Take me home..." I breath.

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He throws me onto the bed, and leans over my body. I unbutton his shirt, and throw it to the ground with a smile. He unzips my dress, and I struggle to pull my arms through. "Get it. ... Off." I grunt with laughter.

"I'm trying!" He laughs back. We roll over and I pull his pants off, and sit on top of him. He caresses my lips in his as he leans forward to kiss me harder.

His hands hungrily touch at my chest and breasts. He undoes my bra, and his lips feverishly tug at my breasts. I moan into him and his lips return to mine.

His fingertips graze my waist, and tug at my underwear. He looks up at me, as if asking for permission. I nod and he pulls them down, and I do the same.

He kisses me slowly, and positions himself above me. When he enters, I feel a split second of pain, and then it's pure and utter pleasure. Satisfaction rips through me, and I squeal in pleasure. He goes slow, not worried about the way it feels but the act itself. My hands claw at his back and he throws his head back in satisfaction.

He finally lays down beside me, both of us panting hard. I cuddle into his side, I sigh happily. "That was intense." He mumbles as I swirl my fingers on his stomach, and he pulls the covers to cover our midsections. I smile.

"Round two next week?" I joke.

"If your not pregnant." He says. 

"Peeta, we're engaged..." I smile looking down to my ring.

"Yeah ...." He smiles kissing my nose. We lay there for endless minuets in each other's embrace. "Goodnight Katniss Mellark."

"Goodnight Peeta Mellark."

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Hope y'all enjoyed the raunchy Everlark, I'm terrible at writing sex scenes But anyways read my other stories.

Xoxo Kylee
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