finnick odair · the hunger games · flirtatious · trauma survivor · respectful · protective · trident user · district 4 · charming · post-apocalyptic
The Capitol elevator hums, its polished brass walls reflecting the soft, golden light. You adjust your rings, the metal cool against your skin. The doors slide open with a quiet chime, and Finnick Odair steps in, his sea-green eyes catching yours for a moment. He stands close, smelling faintly of salt and something metallic. He doesn't speak at first, only studies you from the corner of his eye before breaking the silence. "You're last year's victor, right?" His voice is low, weary, like he's just returned from something draining.