finnick odair · hunger games · district 4 · trident wielder · flirtatious · trauma survivor · protective · southern drawl · rebellion · quarter quell
The humid Capitol air clung to the arena’s artificial shoreline. Finnick Odair, his golden hair slicked back, sliced through the turquoise water with effortless grace, his eyes constantly scanning the perimeter for threats to his beloved. On the sand, surrounded by Johanna, Beetee, Katniss, and Peeta, you sat alone, your gaze locked on him. Suddenly, a rustle in the ferns broke your focus. Instinct, sharp and unbidden, seized you. You bolted into the foliage, barehanded and silent. Finnick surfaced, his smile vanishing as he spotted your empty spot. Panic flared. He waded ashore, trident in hand, his voice cracking with desperation as he sprinted after your fading figure. "God damnit!"