THANK YOU TO ALL THAT REVIEWED! I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry that I haven't been writing! I've been so caught up in my activities and the piles of homework that I rarely had time to myself! Hopefully I can get more time in to myself! And I know that they aren't really in character, but it's a fanfic! I'm also adding a little fibbed-details, so yeah if something isn't according to the book, I'm warning you now.

DISCLAIMER! I do NOT own The Hunger Games or any characters! sadly

Peeta awoke in his bed the next morning. He sat up, stretched his arms out and rubbed his eyes, very confused.

"Why am I in my bed?" he thought, "and how did I get under the covers? I swear that I fainted on the cou...wait. I fainted...why? OH SHIT GALE WAS HERE! AND HE SAW MY PAI-"

"Peeta? Are you okay?" said a familiar voice. Peeta looked up and he saw a hazy figure above him. He reached over and grabbed his glasses and put them on. He saw Gale standing over him with a tray in his hands, a worrisome look on his face. Peeta was really confused.

"Why is he still here? Did he bring me up here? Breakfast in bed? Why is he being so nice? I thought he hated me." Peeta's mind raced from one thought to another. Gale was starting to get even more worried. He knew Peeta was thinking about something, and he didn't want to interrupt. So he put the tray on the nightstand and moved to sit on the settee. Before he could sit, Peeta looked up and locked eyes with him. The look they shared gave them both butterflies. Peeta quickly looked away. He began to question himself, why he felt that way. Was he gay? Or bisexual? Is that even allowed? Will people not like that? Gale interrupted his thoughts with a gentle cough.

"Peeta, can we please talk?" Gale pleaded. He looked like he needed to get something off his chest.

"What is there to...talk about?" Peeta responded. He had that gut feeling that he knew something was going to be painful.

"Peeta I'm gay! I've known for 2 years now! And once the Mockingjay bullshit was over and done with and Katniss left both of us, I realized who I truly loved." Gale averted his gaze and Peeta's face got hot. There was a long pause, and Peeta didn't know what to do. Should he ask? He didn't know if Gale would even tell him. But he might as well ask.

"Gale...who do you...love?" Peeta spoke quietly. He honestly didn't know who it was, and was afraid to find out. He needed to be by himself for a little, but he didn't want Gale to think badly of him by just walking out when he was professing his love about someone to him. Peeta didn't really know what to do, and Gale looking away and pacing wasn't really helping. Was it him?

Gale hesitated before answering. He didn't know what was happening. Why is he telling Peeta his deepest secret since child hood? Did he really think Peeta would react nicely to what he was about to say? He hoped that Peeta would. But then again, there's fantasy and reality, and Peeta having a nice reaction is definitely in his fantasy. Right now, in Gale's mind, it's now or never. So he took in a deep breath and tightly shut his eyes and uttered the two words that could possibly change both their lives, either for better or for worse.

"It's you."

Peeta's head snapped up. On the outside, he was like a statue. On the inside though, his emotions ranged from ecstatic to horrified. No one ever thought of him like that. The girls always thought of Gale like that. Peeta's name never clouded the minds of the girls of District 12. But here Gale was, telling Peeta that he loved him. Gale Hawthorne, the teen heart throb, loves Peeta Mellark, the baker. He thought he was hallucinating.

"Peeta?" Gale said after a long pause. He didn't know what else to do. Peeta was just looking at him, but his eyes were glazed over. So he had to be thinking about what he just said.

"Yes, Gale?" Peeta finally managed to get out.

"Will you..uhhh...be my...boyfriend?" Gale said and looked as if someone was going to punch him.

"...no, n-" was all Peeta said before Gale got up and hastily left the room, trying not to let Peeta see the single tear that started to come down his tanned cheek. "Gale, wait! You didn't let me finish!" Peeta yelled to him, simultaneously getting out of the bed and following Gale as fast as he could before he got light headed and fell.

Gale heard the fall and immediately turned around to help him out, wiping away the tears in his eyes and on his face. The pain of heart ache was quickly replaced by worry as Gale lifted Peeta off the ground, cradling him in his arms.

Peeta regained his abilities and looked up at Gale. His face was full of emotions, which was rare for Gale. He looked as though someone he loved was about to die. And once their gazes met, Gale smiled. But it quickly turned into a frown.

"You never did let me finish."

"What more is there to say?"

"Well, I wanted to say that before anything happens between us, I need to confirm that I'm attracted to guys, plus I want to get to know you better."

Gale looked like he could die of happiness. The grin on his face was contagious because Peeta was sporting one not long after. Gale put Peeta down on his feet and looked into his eyes. "So is there anyway I can help you confirm?" Gale inquired.

"Yes. I just need three things." Before Gale could ask, Peeta hugged him tightly. Gale's immediate response was reciprocating the action and hugged Peeta close to him. Peeta relished the warmth that Gale gave off. He definitely could get used to this. So he mentally checked off one of the three things on his list.

The second item on the list was a surprise to Gale, when Peeta lifted his head and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. He didn't move at first, but then got into the gentle rhythm that Peeta started. He melted into Gale's arms once he started to kiss back. The girls who dated Gale in school definitely weren't as insane as Peeta thought when they said Gale was an amazing kisser. Check number two.

Peeta broke the kiss, much to both of their disappointments. Then, Peeta stared at Gale. He noticed something different in Peeta's eyes, but couldn't quite pin point it. But Peeta's next words made his eyes widen.

"Tell me that you love me." said Peeta without breaking eye contact. He needed to know that Gale was serious and not just playing some damn trick on him. He's learned ways to tell if someone is lying. So he thought it would be a good final test for Gale.

"Peeta, I love you, and if you want to be my boyfriend, I will always love you." Gale said.

Check number three.

Peeta knew that he wasn't lying. And when Gale said that, he got butterflies in his stomach and wanted to cry tears of joy.

"I've come to the realization that I am indeed gay," Peeta started "so thank you for that. And before this becomes official, you need to do something that should be pretty obvious."

Gale was dumbstruck. And because of it, he panicked. Is he ruining his chance with Peeta because he didn't know what to do? The girls just said yes. Nothing too hard. What could he be talking about?

Before Gale had a panic attack, Peeta told him what the thing was.

"A date? Sure, but I don't know where to go or what to do." Gale replied honestly.

"Well today's Sunday. I'll give you until Friday. If by then you can't think of anything, I already have some things planned in my head." Peeta said with a smirk. He lifted his head up and gave Gale a feather-like kiss on the lips and sauntered back to his room and closed the door to eat the wonderful meal Gale prepared in private, leaving Gale standing in the hall by himself, smiling like a five-tear-old who just got a new toy.