Written for Verity.
3. Verity and Finnick.
It was barely two days into the Hunger Games and the pair from District Four hadn't left each other's side.
"Finnick, you shouldn't have volunteered. Not for me." Verity glanced over to her district partner.
Instantly he shook his head. "No, Verity, I love you. I volunteered so I could help you. I would die for you, if it meant saving your life."
Verity picked up the net she had found near the Cornucopia and walked over to sit next to Finnick. She sighed. "I love looking into your eyes."
"Why?"
"It reminds me of the ocean. Of home." She sighed again and stared deeply into his eyes.
Reflexively, Finnick pulled her into a tight hug and whispered to her hair. "I'll find a way to get us both home. I promise."
