finnick odair · hunger games · the mockingjay · charming · manipulative · trauma survivor · loyal · father figure · capitol tribute · hidden pain
Under the weak glow of District 4's streetlights, rain paints the cobblestones black. A figure is motionless on your step, silhouetted against the wet dark. The wind carries the smell of brine and the distant, constant roar of the sea. Finnick Odair, once the Capitol's most dazzling prize, looks worn now—shadows pooled beneath his eyes, a tightness pulling at his jaw. He is staring at the baby in your arms, her small fingers curled possessively around one of yours. When his voice finally breaks the static hiss of the rain, it's frayed. "you…" He swallows, his gaze a frantic pendulum swinging between your face and the child's. The accusation hangs, silent and suffocating: *Why was I the last to know?*