Icing on the Cake

Small Bump ~ Ed Sheeran

Katniss

After we go back downstairs and the girls gush over my ring. Well, Annie gushes. Jo kind of states it's pretty then sits down. Gale asks to see me outside for a minute and I tell him only if Peeta, my fiancé, can come. He nods and then we go outside, Peeta and I holding hands.

"So you are engaged and have been for over a week?" Gale asks.

"Yes and I would've told you sooner but we were fighting and.." I say but he cuts me off.

"Yeah, and about that, Mellark. If you ever hurt Catnip, I'll personally see to it that you can't have kids anymore. You got that? You don't want to rush into having kids anyway. My mom has 4 of us and we were a hell of a handful let me tell ya." Gale starts off stern but ends up smiling.

"You know what Gale..." Peeta starts and I'm worried he'll be rude so I squeeze his hand. He squeezes back lightly. "I will never hurt Katniss, but if I did, I'm glad she has a best friend like you who would be there for her." Peeta says, and I sigh of relief.

"So when's the big day?" Gale asks.

"There's no rush-"
"As soon as possible-"

We both say at the same time and Peeta looks at me shocked.

"We don't have to set a date yet if you don't want to." Peeta says.

"I know but I don't want to wait." I explain.

After this fight, I've realized that I don't want to spend another night away from my soon to be husband. The time apart has only made him that much more desirable. I don't know what we are waiting for.

"Let's do it now, while I have all my loved ones here." I say ecstatic.

"Whoa, slow down Catnip. We are electing a new mayor next week and he will be able to marry you. Is that soon enough?" Gale says.

"Umm..." I say, giving Gale the, we need to talk about it look.

Gale understands, "I'll leave you to it."

"Maybe we could bring your mom in from 4?" Peeta says sweetly, kissing my hand.

"I don't need her here, but if it's what you want. I can wait till next week." I say, trying to make sure it's not just about me.

"Okay next week and I'll make whatever cake you want." Peeta says. "But one more thing."

"Anything." I say.

"Can I come home now, please?"

I nod my head and he picks me up swinging me around.

"Thank you!"

"For what?" I ask.

"For making me the happiest man on earth. For loving me back even though I mess up sometimes."

"Thank you." I then say.

"For what?" He says.

"For loving me almost all my life and showing me how to love."

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A week later we are married in front of all our family and friends. We eat beautiful, delicious cake. Made by Peeta of course. Finnick gives an amazing toast and surprisingly so does Haymitch. Hazell and the whole Hawthorn brood are there. Even my mom is there, crying happy tears.

When everyone leaves, we toast the bread that Peeta baked. The tradition is beautiful and sweet, just like him.

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