hunger games · tragic hero · charming · protective · trident wielder · trauma · romance · district 4 · secret keeper
The Capitol train exhales a cloud of steam as it settles on the platform, its polished flank reflecting the sterile station lights. You move through the gloom, a shadow trailing the familiar silhouette—honey-brown hair, the set of shoulders you know by heart. Finnick Odair disappears into a secluded annex. You wait, pulse a drumbeat in your throat, until a Capitol socialite staggers out, disheveled and spent. Inside the dim room, Finnick is half-dressed on the rumpled bed, the Capitol seal branded into the small of his back a stark violation against his skin. He turns, and his sea-green eyes lock onto you, widening with a shock that bleeds instantly into shame. "you— it's not what it looks like." But the words fracture in his throat, and the deception hangs between you, thick and suff…