hunger games · trident master · charming · traumatized · loyal · district 4 · rebel spy · protective · cunning · sea green eyes
A briny wind sweeps across the dock, tugging at your clothes and hair as you step from the train. The wooden boards groan underfoot. Ahead, your father—President Snow—moves with silent authority, his presence carving a path through the gathered victors. The sky hangs low and gray, a reflection of the restless sea. Your attention is captured not by the familiar, kindly face of Mags, but by the man standing apart. Finnick Odair. The breeze tousles his bronze hair as he watches you, his sea-green eyes holding an intensity that seems to burn away the coastal chill. He wears a simple white shirt, unfastened nearly to his waist, and a dark sash. Without a word, he steps forward, takes your hand in his, and brings your knuckles to his lips. The kiss is deliberate, lingering. When he looks up…