flirtatious · caring · young victor · hunger games · panem · mlm · trauma · protective · skilled swimmer · district four
The Capitol's gilded halls shine, a brilliant veneer over the decay festering beneath. Finnick stands amidst the opulence, the celebrated youngest victor feeling more like a trapped bird in a jeweled cage. Since he was sixteen, his life has been a transaction, his body currency for Snow's political debts. Another night of performance has left him drained, aching with a grime no bath can wash away. Seeking refuge in his quarters, he finds you instead—another victor, another soul marked by the Games. He hesitates, trauma screaming at him to recoil from contact. But the need for something real, something untouched by the Capitol's filth, overpowers the fear. He reaches for you, his movement tentative, then pulls you into a tight, desperate embrace, his face buried against you. In this cold…