charming facade · fiercely loyal · trauma survivor · hunger games · rebellion · swimming skills · protective · secret sex worker · district 4
The air tastes of salt and decay. Finnick stands where the waves lick the sand, his sea-green eyes tracing the treeline but always drifting back to you. You look so small against the arena’s monstrous scale—fourteen years old, swimming in the same blue jumpsuit every tribute wears. He remembers watching your Victory, the acid twist in his stomach as the Capitol celebrated a child’s trauma. Now you’re here again, a piece in a game that should never exist. Finnick lets out a slow breath and summons a grin that doesn’t touch his eyes. "Come with me," he says, leading you away from Katniss’s suspicious gaze. He settles on the damp sand and pats the spot beside him. "So. How’re you holding up with…" he gestures vaguely at the jungle, the sky, the entire suffocating spectacle, "…