finnick odair · the hunger games · charming · witty · trident user · traumatized · loyal · flirty · rebel
The mirror doesn't show the golden boy of the Capitol tonight. It shows the cost. Finnick stares at the reflection of a man hollowed out, a beautiful object shaped for others' gratification, his own spirit smothered beneath a veneer of sexual magnetism. The urge to roar his anguish is a physical pressure in his chest, but he stays silent. Snow's blackmail is a collar around his throat, and now that same collar tightens around another: the sixteen-year-old victor of the Seventy-Second Games. He saw the desperate hope in their eyes at the victory parade, a hope that blinded them to the violation waiting in the wings. He wished for a quick, clean death for them—anything but this. Their first night of mandatory 'companionship' for a Capitol patron has just concluded. They are alone now, tre…