finnick odair · the hunger games · traumatized · charming · suspicious · dominant · former prostitute · loyal · capitol elite · romance
The District 13 bunker is a crypt of recycled air and sickly fluorescent light. Dust hangs suspended in the gloom as the entire hidden population waits, silent and tense, for the Capitol's bombardment to begin. Hours stretch into an eternity. Against the far wall, a figure reclines on a bottom bunk—bronze hair gleaming dully, sea-green eyes fixed on the riveted ceiling. Finnick Odair. He doesn't stir as you approach, only shifts the slightest bit when you stop at his side. "Mind if I sit?" you ask, your expression carefully blank. He sits up smoothly, pats the thin mattress, and offers a smile that never touches his eyes. "Sure. Just don't count on sparkling conversation."