Just a reminder: Hunger Games: Finnick & Katniss Pairing Rated: M (Has touchy subjects like rape, sex, swearing, smut, lemon, and gore)
There was no nightmares that night, I woke up with his arms around me. I look up to see he was waiting on me to wake,
"Good morning, fireball."
"Morning," I laugh and kiss his nose. I love to kiss him. He yawns and climbs out of bed, grabbing a pair of boxers to put on before walking downstairs. I take a bit longer to get up, I sit and savor the moment of waking up near people who love me, I was so oblivious to take that for granted back in District 12.
After a few minutes I decide it is time to pull myself out of this utopia I created and get on with the day. I make my way downstairs after slipping on some comfortable lingerie and one of Fin's t-shirts over it, then make my down the paneled steps smelling the scent of a home cooked meal.
Haymitch is cooking eggs on the stove and smiles to my presence, "Ah, splendid. Your eggs are done," he says as he grabs a plate for me. Finnick, Haymitch and I sit on the table and enjoy our first breakfast as a family.
"How did you sleep, Haymitch?" Finnick asks.
"Hungover," he says while pouring a glass of whisky with his eggs. Why am I not surprised? Suddenly, we hear a knock on the door. We all look at eachother as to say none of us want to get it... Someone knocks again but they ignore it.
"Fine," I whine, and get up to answer it. It was a peacekeeper, handing me a rose scenes note without a sound. Does that mean they just walk in here? Creeps.
I analyze it out loud,
"Mellgrove... Capitol... Finnick Odair and Katniss Everdeen... Eleven, sharp." I groan in displeasure, I really hope this isn't like last time time I had to go somewhere with Finnick. I flash to the moment he was pulling me by the hair to his face as tears fell down steadily. He didn't mean it. It's ok. Cinna and my prep team suddenly burst through the door and everyone inside gives that where have you been face. They gleam with excitement and Cinna goes,
"New fabric was on sale in the market, easy to say we cleared them out," noticing how many bundles they actually carried inside, I laughed but you could tell they were genuinely excited about this.
"It's only nine, I am going to go get ready," I walk upstairs excusing myself and walk into the bathroom behind the stairs. It was themed seafoam green, like Finnick's eyes. I turn the shower on and strip to my toes, walking into the warm water. I notice there are no buttons in this shower but levers. I pull one then out came shampoo and begun to wash my hair. I let out a breath and felt the suds drip down my face. I wiped it out of my eyes and sat on the ceramic tub's floor, feeling the water fall on me. I think of that awful man with the cold hands and I can feel myself sobbing. Stop it Katniss, you are better than this... I get up, turning the silver handle down and stepping out of the shower to dry off. I hum my father's song and wrap one of the soft blue towels Finnick kept in a wall shelf.
I walk to the prep team begins to strip me down to Beauty Base Zero again. They say they want to dress me and Finnick up in something daringly. I am given red eyelashes and shoulder pads, with a sort of Alexander McQueen looking dress made of strips of sequined beads that seems to sparkle like fire in the light. I got to wear my hair in my signature braid but Flavius weaved metallic ribbon though it. I look in the mirror seeing a doll looking girl, no. A Capitol puppet.
I turn to see a very naked Finnick, "What?" he smirks, "Do you find this-"
"Yea, yea. Distracting," I convey while rolling my eyes. I could just feel his smirk widen on me as I walk out of the room. I wait for Finnick downstairs with Haymitch and stare blankly at the wall.
"I don't wanna go." Haymitch looks at me very concerned and and let's out a
huge, long sigh.
"I understand, sweetheart." He looks at his watch and excuses himself, "I have to go endure this bullshit too," he says grabbing his flask before stepping out the door. God it feels like a slut house in here. Oh wait, my mistake, a whore house.
I hear a creek of a door open and look up to see Finnick descending from the staircase. He had his hair the way it was in Quarter Quell, and was wearing a sea green, satin toga with built in shorts. Over that he wore a net from hips to one shoulder and he had silver eyelashes. Yes, we are class A puppets. I feel as if were getting ready for the Games with all the thought put into our clothing.
"Aren't you just a fireball," he says playfully while licking his lips, "Katniss Everdeen," and he kisses my hand.
"The pleasure is all mine, Finnick Odair," I say in the same tone. We hold gaze for a moment and I feel like we went back in time... When everyone was alive.
"Let's get going," he takes me by my hand and we walk out; calling goodbye to our prep team for who know how long. Instead of the train, we are greeted by peace keepers at the station, guiding us to a hovercraft. The flash backs kick in then out again. We step inside to a seated area, Finnick begins tying and untying his rope and I watch his fingers twist along the threads. He looks at me suddenly, pocketing his rope and says I should learn to be more sexy. That really disgusts me but the sad part is he is right.
"This is stupid Finn."
"Make me believe you want me and you're not forced to be here."
"Ok, ok," I sigh, "Oh babe... love me?"
"You suck."
"Shut up," I scream while he laughs at me.
"Like this," he coughs, "Baby, please let me be used by you. Then you grab them and look into their eyes and go, you're everything want. Fuck baby, you drive me crazy."
"You drive me crazy…" I mumble, completely mesmerized by his voice.
He looks at me seriously and I snap out of it, successfully learning how to talk dirty after twenty minutes or so.
"This is so lame."
"Ok watch the video," on the a screen that popped out of wall with a clicker he had there was a slutty girl stepping carefully toward the camera, one foot in front of the other. She would bend down pulling off her clothes and sling them with a kick of the heels. The girl would flip her head back, causing her hair to move in the wind until she was upright again. The woman then glided her hand down her cheek to her hips and give a flirty smile to the camera.
"Alright, Kitten, your turn."
"I can't do that," I get up awkwardly and try and mimic the scantily-clad walk. One, two, one, two.. Finnick shakes his head and tell me to try again and I do.
"Wrong, again."
"I did it right, why don't you do it big shot!"
"Fine," he says as he pushes me back on the edge of the bench. He starts on the opposite side of the room, strutting with a serious face then stops inches in front of my body. He bends down while staring at me and I can feel my heart stop. Finnick unbuttons his pants and gracefully falls back upright to flip his hair back and run his finger though it. He takes a step forward and bites his lip. Finnick seductively takes his outfit off in a single flick then allows himself to fall on my lap to grind into my skin,
I want to say something but I kinda just fall silent, he is by all means sexy. He is whispering my name and I can feel him on my skin, I do not know how to take this but he is amazing. He pulls my face close to his by the tip of his finger, oh god please just kiss me.
"And that is how to be sexy," he whispers in front of my lips before getting up to make me try again.
God damn it.
What a tease.
This is going to be a long ride.
"Katniss, again." It is same to assume this took hours.
"Uhhhh…" I moan in displeasure. After god knows how long, I notice we are entering the colorful painted city that mocks us so.
The hovercraft lands on a launch pad surrounded by concrete walls and we are told to walk straight through a entrance carved into the bottom of it, leading into the streets. We do and our eyes meet a pair of icy blue ones and innocently evil smile,
"Hello, I am Rosie Snow."
