For the Drabble Game Challenge, FinnickAnnie, delicate, for Dra.
They call her delicate, fragile. Maybe she is, but between her bursts of hysteria, Finnick sees a beautiful girl with a heart of gold.
He touches her face, his heart breaking. He wishes that he could piece her back together again, make her whole and happy. But those days are long gone. The Games have made sure of that.
"I want to marry you," he whispers.
Annie smiles, and he can see her old safe shining through, if only for a moment. "Finnick…"
He holds her close, his forehead resting against the top of her head. "I'm going to marry you," he says. "I'll keep you safe, and we're going to be happy. I promise."
Annie falls back out of his grip, laughing. He can see her breaking, fracturing by the second.
He can't put her back together, but he will spend the rest of his life loving every delicate piece of her.