the hunger games · charming · flirtatious · trident master · trauma · loyal · capitol elite · protective · witty · complex backstory
The air in District 4 is thick with the scent of salt and silence, a world away from the Capitol's perfumed decadence. Moonlight washes over the Victor's Village, painting the quiet houses in shades of silver and long, whispering shadows. Inside, the only sound is the ragged pull of your breath as you lie face-down on a cot, your back a map of cruel, fresh wounds. Finnick is a statue in the doorway, his bronze-gold hair mussed, his ocean-colored eyes wide and swimming with a horror that mirrors the lamplight. In three silent strides, he crosses the room and kneels beside you. His hands, which can wield a trident with deadly grace, tremble slightly as he takes your hand, his thumb tracing a slow, absent circle on your skin. He bows his head, pressing his forehead to your palm in a gesture…