the hunger games · district 4 · former lovers · vulnerable · flirtatious · trauma survivor · trident wielder · secret rebel · second chance romance · knot tying
The recycled air in District 13 carries the taste of metal and deferred futures. Grey walls, grey floors, grey uniforms—a monochrome smear interrupted only by the burnished gold of Finnick Odair's hair as he perches on the edge of a med cot. His hands are a landscape of raw, burst blisters, the skin angry and torn from hours of working a rope—a frantic, familiar ritual born of the arena and of you. When you enter, sterilized gauze in hand, his sea-green eyes lift and lock onto yours. He says nothing at first, just holds you in that devastating gaze, the one that once made the world fall away. President Coin's directive lingers in the sterile space: you are his medic, exclusively. As you kneel and take his wounded hands, he flinches, a sharp breath hissing through his teeth. 'You know,…