I Hate Loving You (PEETA + GALE FANFIC) (RATED T)

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I Hate Loving You

A Peeta and Gale oneshot

Gale was on his way to Peeta's Victor's House. Peeta had broken up with Katniss recently and she was moritfied. Gale was even worse. Peeta had stolen Katniss from him and had "fallen in love" with her then he had dumped her for no reason at all. What kind of a man would do that? Risk his life with a girl and then dump her for no particular reason. Gale was going to go to his house to ..... ruff him up again. He deserved it! Katniss was the nicest person he knew and he had broken her heart. It was payback time.

Gale knocked several times on the hardwood door and Peeta answered, red streaks stained his face. Gale heard yelling in the background and large crashes. Gale, being caring no matter what was going on, asked, "What's going on in there?"

Peeta answered in an exhausted tone, "Dad ...... he is having a ....... problem right now." Peeta wiped his eyes because tears began to swell up and then looked back at Gale, unchanged.

"What's wrong with him?" Gale asked, fear and sympathy showing in his eyes. He completely forgot about what he was here for. He intently focused on the sad gleam of Peeta's eyes. The way his muscles twitched with pain and suffering. The way his hair shaded his red, puffy eyes. Even the way he stood showed his emotions as clearly as any words he could speak.

"We aren't entirely sure really .... all we know is he went blind overnight. The doctors we could get have no idea what is wrong with him. Poisoning was what most medics said but some even went to old age. He isn't that old ...."

"Oh, I am so sorry ..... may I come in?"

"Sure ..... be careful." Peeta turned and walked into his house. He scurried through the hallways, not daring to go to where his dad lurked, the kitchen. Gale dared to gaze into the kitchen and saw his dad, grasping on to the shelves, tears streaming from his eyes. He was mumbling something to himself but Gale couldn't figure out what it was.

Peeta finally reached his destination, his bedroom. He gestured for Gale to come on in and he did. "Nice room," he remarked. He nodded his head in approval and crossed his arms over hsi chest. Peeta smiled.

"Thanks," he said. He sat down on his bed and patted the space next to him, offering Gale a seat.

Gale declined by shaking his head and said, "No thanks, I would rather stand." Peeta shrugged and he too stood up.

He walked next to Gale and explained, "Listen, about Katniss ..... I really didn't want to hurt her. I just need to time to help my father ... we don't think he has long to live."

"Oh, I am so sorry." Gale, in a friendly gesture, grabbed Peeta's hand and pulled him down to the bed. He sat him down next to him and asked, "Are you going to go back with her?"

"I don't know .... I don't need all of this drama. I mean, I love her but ..... I don't think it is worth this trauma, this mess."

"Yeah I understand," Gale agreed. He looked down at his hand and realized it was still grasping Peeta's. He awkwardly took it away and quickly wiped it on his jeans. "So ....."

"Gale, can I tell you something? Something important?"

"Yeah anything, man," Gale said, secretly excited that he might be about to witness a secret of Peeta's.

"I think I have strong feelings for somoene else ....." Peeta blushed, he smiled faintly and reached for Gale's hand. Gale pulled away.

"Who is that?"

Peeta moved closer to Gale, his hand craving for Gale's. "You, stupid." Gale blushed but was not flattered. He was creeped out.

"Listen, that's nice and all but-" Gale was interrupted by Peeta's lips on his. What was going on?! This was not what Gale had come here for! He wasn't gay! Was he? Before Gale knew what was happening he was kissing Peeta back. His hands escaped to Peeta's face as he passionately kissed him. After realizing what was going on Gale backed away again. "No .... no .... I'm not gay! I have to go!" Gale stood up and tried to walk away, but Peeta had already stood up and was blocking the door.

"Are you sure?" Peeta blinked seductively but Gale shook the look away and said,

"Yes positive." He tried to back out of the doorway again.

"Maybe one more kiss?" Peeta asked hopefully. Gale sighed. Before he could reply with his decline Peeta had met his lips again. This time for intensly, more forced. No matter how much Gale didn't want it he had to admit he did like it. He ran his hands unknowingly up Peeta's shirt to touch his chest. Peeta moaned and kissed back. Gale was in love with Peeta no matter how much he didn't want to be.