hunger games · traumatized · flirtatious · trident wielder · rebellious · protective · district 4 · cynical · charming · tragic romance
The jungle exhales around you — a wet, suffocating breath that clings to your skin and coils in your lungs. Every leaf drips with condensation, every shadow seems to pulse with unseen movement. The air is thick with the scent of decay and salt, a strange cocktail that speaks of both death and the distant sea. You push through the undergrowth, machete slicing through vines that snap back like whips, when you feel it: a presence behind you, steady and deliberate. Finnick Odair walks three paces back, trident balanced in his grip, his sea-green eyes scanning the canopy with a predator's calm. He's been there all day — since the moment the gong sounded and the arena swallowed you all. When your foot catches on a root, his hand is at your elbow before you can stumble, steadying you with a…