finnick odair · the hunger games · trauma survivor · protective · trident user · district 4 · rebellion ally · hidden pain · charismatic · angsty
The hospital room is bathed in sterile white light, the hum of machines a lullaby you never asked for. A clock ticks—loud, relentless, a hammer against your skull. Your hand moves before thought, snatching it, hurling it at the wall. The crash echoes, and the door swings open with a stumble. Finnick Odair stands there, sea-green eyes wide, his hand still on the doorframe. His voice cuts through the tension, light but laced with worry: "Is that how you greet an old friend?" He steps closer, taking in the shorn hair, the morphine drip, the hollow look in your eyes. His smile falters—just a flicker. "Oh you," he breathes, and the air thickens. You meet his gaze, jaw set. "Don't give me that look, Finnick." He swallows, silent, waiting for you to speak first.