Finnick POV
"Wake up. Finnick. Wake up." I hear Katniss mumble, but I ignore it. "At least let me go." She says, trying to escape from my protective iron grip on her waist. She struggles to free herself but I pull her back and straddle her waist and lay on top of her, supporting my body weight on my hands so that I don't squish her.
"Up, up, up! It's a big- Oh my!" I hear Effie scream as she opens the door. "I'm so sorry, I'll. Oh, I'll just leave you." She stutters, while slamming the door in a rush. She must have thought Kat and I were having sex.
"Effie? What was that?" Katniss says, pushing me off her and standing up.
"Your escort thought we were having sex." I tell her bluntly, causing her eyes to widen and her mouth to be left agape. "Well, I was shirtless and straddling you. Can't blame her to make that assumption." Assumption that I wish would come true. "But then again, I wouldn't mind turning that assumption into something true." I tell her, waggling my eyebrows suggestively.
"Keep dreaming Odair." She says with a huff, putting on some pants and a shirt. I sigh and begin to put on clothes and we go outside to see Effie sitting with the tributes and Haymitch, looking flustered and oddly quiet, just playing with her food.
"What? Got your panties in a twist Trinkett?" Haymitch asks her, laughing at his own joke. I cough to make Katniss and me known, which only receives a small smile from Alice. "Ah, you two! What the hell did you do to Effie?" He asks us, raising one eyebrow and scratching his beard.
"Well, she might or might not have walked in on us having sex." I say, scratching the back of my head while flashing a childish grin. Haymitch spits out his drink and I think he might actually have a heart attack. Katniss hits my head and steps on my foot, which makes me yelp in pain. "Ow, jeez Kat. Didn't we already go through not being physical if it doesn't happen on the bed? I'm sorry. God Katniss." I apologise, only to receive a glare from Katniss, telling me to apologise to Effie. "Yes, I'm sorry Ms. Trinkett, Katniss and I we're only in bed in the most innocent of terms. We were just simply goofing off when you had come in unexpectedly. I'm sorry if you had assumed differently." I tell her, earning a smile and a nod from Effie. "There, happy?" I tell Katniss.
"Yes, thanks Babe." She, emphasising the last word to mock me. Katniss, always the sarcastic one. I growl at her and throw her over my back, eliciting squeals from Katniss. I bring Katniss to her room, throwing her onto the bed, but not too rough. She squeals and tries to escape but I pin her feet with mine and her hands with mine. "Finnick!" She squeals out and giggles at me. I smirk at her, waggling my eyebrows at her.
"Yes?"
"You know today is the private training sessions right? If we don't get dressed, we'll miss the tributes." I sigh and lift her chin up.
"And you just had to ruin the moment, didn't you?"
"Finnick! They're our tributes, it's bad enough they have to go through the games, we should at least help them!" She shouts, rolling her eyes and getting off the bed. I chuckle and follow her suit, getting ahold of her shoulders to spin her around.
"I'm kidding Kat. I know that. I'll see you later okay? I need to be there for the tributes." I whisper. A ghost of a smile crosses her face as she nods in understanding, I bend my face and kiss her softly at my lips, the tingling feel of her lips against mine trailing behind. "Goodbye, Love." I whisper, leaving her room and head towards my floor to meet Perseus and Melanie.
"Finnick Odair, where have you been?" I hear a womanly voice screech out, as I hold onto my left ear, hoping that I won't be deaf. Exaggeration, I know.
"Good morning Lucinda, and might I add, you look fabulous today." I say, giving her my most charming smile that usually makes the girls swoon. She sighs and smacks my shoulder with her magazine.
"Oh, you are such a gentleman! Now Perseus and Melanie are waiting in the living room for you with Mags." She says. I nod and say thanks, going to the living room to meet everyone.
"Ugh, where is Finnick?" I hear Melanie whine, making me roll my eyes.
"He's probably with his girlfriend." Perseus says, reasoning with her.
"Girlfriend? He is way too good for her."
"And I suppose you're good enough for him?" Perseus says, making me chuckle.
"Obviously." I hear Melanie counter, making me laugh.
"Obviously… not!" I say, making them shut up and sit up straight. I look at Mags who is asleep, which is why they were talking so freely about it. "Don't you have anything better to talk about? Like, oh I don't know, how to get a good score for your private training sessions?" Perseus looks down at his feet, and Melanie just shrugs and rolls her eyes. Bitch. I sigh and sit down next to a snoozing Mags, grabbing a blanket next to me and putting it over her. "So, the private training sessions, do you know what you're going to do?" I ask them, putting my hands on my knees and raise one eyebrow.
"I'm going to use the spear and try the traps, and I'm probably going to go to the edible plants section." Perseus says, smiling lightly.
"I'll probably use the swords and knives. Show them my aim." Melanie scoffs. I roll my eyes and inhale deeply.
"Good, so you both know what to do. The game makers like violence so Perseus make sure you do good with that spear and try to use a knife or a sword to add. The game makers will also grade you on your intelligence so Melanie, do something that requires intelligence and skill, like knots or camouflage." I tell them. They both nod and I smile and stand up, leading them towards the elevator. "Good luck to you both."
"Thanks." They say in unison, as the elevator doors shut.
I sigh and walk to my room only to see a white envelope on a silver platter placed on top of my bed. Great, more appointments to attend to. I sigh and brush my fingers through my hair. I hope Katniss is having a better day than I am.
Katniss' POV
"The boy is making it impossible to help him!" Haymitch says, sighing and taking another swig from his flask. I groan and snatch it away from him and throw it in the bin.
"Haymitch, Focus! No matter how annoying Todd can be, we have to help him! If Alice doesn't survive, Todd is our last hope! And I do not want to lose another tribute, you got that Haymitch?" I say, dragging him back to the living room where Todd and Alice were. "Now, what are you guys going to do?"
"I think I'm going to use the snares and maybe do some knots and try out the edible plants section." I sigh and nod, smiling lightly at her. She has no muscle, I hope she gets out of the bloodbath alive.
"Try to use some of the weapons." I tell her. I look over to Todd and cough, raising my eyebrow in question. "And you?"
"All I can say is that you do not need to worry about me." He says smugly, making me frown.
"Don't worry? We're your mentors! Of course we worry? How idiotic can you get?" I say, rolling my eyes.
"I know what I'm going to do alright? I don't need your approval for what I'm going to do." He says, I bolt up and Haymitch pushes me back down with his hands on my shoulders, one hand going straight for my fist that was already holding a knife. I grit my teeth and inhale slowly, regaining my patience and calmness.
"It's no use Sweetheart. We can't help him now, all we can do is watch how this goes. If you do want to help him then let him play his game, the only thing we can do now is try and get sponsors and send him gifts when he's already in the arena." I sigh and give a reluctant nod. "Both of you should get to your private training sessions." I hear Haymitch say, and Todd and Alice go to the elevator. "Now, what are we going to do for their interviews." Oh the interviews! I almost forgot.
"Alice can easily pull of sweet and shy." I say, remembering the Opening Ceremony.
"Yeah, but that's what they would expect. We need something that everyone will remember, like your interview! People were talking about it and the interview was constantly replayed when you were in the games and even afterwards." Haymitch says, rubbing his chin, lost in his thought.
"I guess Girl on Fire is off the table huh?" I say, which causes Haymitch to laugh.
"Yeah, not that anyone else could pull it off though." He says, chuckling. What does he mean? Probably nothing, I shrug it off. "Well, we definitely know what Todd is going to do."
"Arrogant jerk? Yeah, we can tick that." I say rolling my eyes in annoyance.
"I was going for cocky, strong, career. But that works too." Haymitch says, making me laugh. "Now what are we going to do about Alice, maybe we can get her to do cunning or sexy?" he asks.
"I think Melanie's going for sexy."
"And she probably doesn't need help with that either." Haymitch says, chuckling, making me slap his chest. Ew. "Jesus Sweetheart! I'm just kidding." I roll my eyes and sit down on the couch.
"I think Alice can pull off innocent, so that we can get sponsors to give money out of pity."
"Pity? Do you know what the games is all about Sweetheart? Have you forgot how ruthless and violent the game makers are? There is no pity where we are!" I cringe and nod at the memory. How stupid could I get with thinking people would give money for Alice's survival out of pity? That would require them to have a heart!
"So we go with innocent, but mysterious! If I recall, that worked with Rue." I say, whispering the end as I bite my lip at the memory of Rue's lifeless body on the green grass of the arena.
"Hey there Sweetheart, you did everything you could alright?" Haymitch coos soothingly as he rubs my back. I bite my lip and nod, looking at Haymitch who was suddenly all-so-fatherly.
"Since when have you been so fatherly and caring?" I ask jokingly, making him chuckle.
"Since I figured out that I'm going to be your mentor and caretaker for the rest of your life!" He says amusingly. "And before you say it, yes I know you don't need one but you sure as hell am getting one. Nobody is getting rid of me." He says, cutting me off. I groan and roll my eyes, slapping Haymitch's chest softly.
"Okay you old drunkard, so what are we going to do now?"
"The only thing we can. Wait." He says, turning on the TV to watch. I raise my eyebrow in confusion, so that's what he does when he's not drinking? Wow.
"Well, I'm going to the mentor's lounge if you're just going to sit around and watch unimportant and useless Capitolite gossip." I tell Haymitch, getting off the couch and head towards the elevator.
"Wait up, Sweetheart!" I hear him say as I see his figure slowly follow me into the elevator. I push the button for the mentor's lounge and lean back on the glass walls of the elevator. "So, how much do you think Alice and Todd will get?" Haymitch asks me, making me think back to the tributes abilities.
"I think Todd will probably get at least a 8 but I'm not too sure about Alice." I tell him honestly, I just hope that Alice will get at least a 6, which will be quite a challenge with her lack of skills, I think to myself.
"The boy might get a 8 or a 9 with what I've seen he can do." Haymitch says, making me hopeful that at least one of the tributes might get survive.
"I'm not worried about Todd. It's Alice who I'm worried about." I tell Haymitch who sighs and nods in agreement.
"Alice won't survive. We all know that Sweetheart." He whispers lowly as if he didn't want anyone to hear but I knew he just wanted to give me the news slowly so that I wouldn't lash out at him. I sigh and nod.
"I know. But at least we have to try." I say, and he groans and nod. The elevator dings and the doors open to reveal Gloss, Cashmere and Johanna drinking on the couch and Brutus and Enobaria looking closely, behind them. I sit next to Cashmere, taking her drink and gulping it quickly, gritting my teeth as the liquid burns my throat as it goes down, making me cough a little. Cashmere giggles and pats my back making Gloss laugh harder. Cashmere returns to Jo and talks about something that I will probably not care about.
Finnick's POV
"Fishboy! Finally here to join the party!" Haymitch slurs taking another sip from his whiskey bottle. Sure missed a lot. In what? 20 I hear a bunch of people laughing and redirect myself to find my friends laughing in a circle. I have to finish the conversation I had with Katniss earlier.
"Finnick! Just in time, we were about to start playing 'Never Have I Ever'!" Cashmere slurs, obviously already started to drink. "I'll start! Never have I ever had sex on the phone," and I only see Gloss drink. Kinky bastard.
"Never have I ever gotten in trouble with the president." Gloss says, typical Gloss. Johanna, Katniss and I take a shot and when Cashmere gives us a questioned look we just shrug. You're never really out of the games.
"Never have I ever lied to someone I loved." Johanna says, and Katniss and I take a shot. Katniss' is already drunk, to my surprise, probably started drinking before I came here.
"Never have I ever been in a threesome before." Cashmere butts in, smiling devilishly just to see who would take a shot. To my surprise Katniss and I take a shot. I gasp and look at Katniss.
"Kinky, Fire Girl!" Gloss says, whistling.
"But I thought- Kat? You said…" I said. I see Katniss laugh and roll my eyes, understanding what's happening. "Oh, she's just drinking because she wants to." I say, making Katniss giggle.
"Never have I ever fancied my friend's current girl or boyfriend." I say and Gloss takes a shot.
"Oh tell us who!" Cashmere says, giggling and taking another shot for no particular reason other than she likes it.
"I don't recall us playing truth or dare." He says, dammit. "Katniss it's your turn. Katniss? Kat-" I turn around to see Katniss missing from my side and find her walking towards Haymitch.
"Never have I ever-" she manages to say before falling onto Haymitch's lap. Oh Katniss. "Hey Mitchy." She says, giggling as she runs her hand through Haymitch's dirty blonde hair. Watch it Kat. You don't want to push me.
"Hey Sweetheart. Why don't you go back to Fishboy, he looks like he's about to kill me." I hear Haymitch whisper into Katniss' ear before kissing her forehead. Katniss just nods and sits on my lap.
"Finn."
"Hi Kat. Don't go off wandering around without me." I tell her, kissing her nose. She just nods and turns to look at the rest of the group.
"Never have I ever," she stops to think about what she's going to say. "Never have I ever had sex!" I hear Haymitch laugh and Gloss nearly spits out his drink.
"What! So you mean, you never? I mean, you're a vir- you've never had sex. Even with Finnick? What?" Gloss says, lost for words. I wished Gloss, I wished. Johanna and Cashmere just sit there with their mouths open, and Katniss just bites her bottom lip and shrugs. "Wait Finnick? How? I would have thought you would-I mean no offence or anything Finn, but I would have thought you guys do it like rabbits. And Katniss, I mean, as all the ladies say 'who wouldn't do Finnick Odair' right?" He says, just sitting there, his eyes wide with confusion.
"You should have known by now that I'm not one of those Capitol women who would just throw themselves at Finnick for his looks. I don't care how he looks, and if you knew Finnick, you would also know that he wouldn't just date me to have sex with me." Katniss says, standing up storming out of the mentor's lounge towards the elevator. I run and catch up with her, and just hug her.
"Hey, ignore what they said. I love you and you only. And it's not only for sex." Even though I wouldn't mind it. No Finnick. You have to wait for her. Until she's ready. "I love you because you are you. For starters, you don't take shit from other people, showing how you're brave, confident and fair to others. You're also smart, funny, beautiful and incredibly sexy." I trail off, kissing her passionately. She opens her mouth, granting me permission and my tongue explores her mouth. Our tongues fighting for dominance but I win at the end. To my dismay, she's the first one to pull back and she exhales loudly, out of breath. I chuckle and grin, sighing. I am the luckiest man alive. I lean back and see Katniss' cheeks flushed and her eyelashes fluttering. "By the way, thanks for standing up for me." I tell her, reminded of what she said earlier. She just gives me a smile then returns her gaze down to her shoes. I look at the elevator and find that we are still at the floor for the mentor's lounge. What the hell? Why didn't she press the button for her floor? I give her a curious grin and raise on eyebrow. What is she up to? She just smiles and laughs.
"You think I would go back to my room and cry just because of what mean old Gloss and Jo said?" She asks me in a fake girly voice, pouting. I chuckle as she huffs and presses the button to open the elevator doors.
"Back so soon Katniss? What were you guys doing in the elevator?" Gloss asks, as we return to our seats on the couch.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Katniss says teasingly before biting her lip. Damn that turns me on. She then turns and kisses me smack on the lips, entangling her fingers on the tips of hair on the backside of my head. I see Gloss with his mouth open when Katniss finally pulls away and winks at him with Johanna and Cashmere laughing in the background. My face is so full of shock, I almost have the same expression as Gloss.
"Makes you wonder how wild she can be in bed." Gloss says, taking a sip of his whiskey. With that, a red stiletto heel comes darting its way near Gloss' head and sticking onto the wall right next to his head. It's at the same time that I point my trident, that I managed to smuggle into the mentor's lounge, to Gloss. Gloss gulps and raises his hand in surrender, probably knowing that he shouldn't test me with my chosen weapon in my hands. His eyes traveled the length of my trident, and onto my tanned arms with the muscles tensed up. My jaw was set, my eyebrows frowned and my eyes piercing his in a fierce glare. His eyes also travel his side and see that the heel was thrown precisely beside Gloss, the heel sticking onto the wall. I turn to examine the heel and I think I've seen it before somewhere. Katniss. It's her heel. She threw it. Gloss looks flabbergasted and he looks at me and Katniss, his eyes wide and full of caution. That came out of nowhere.
"Well look who's got Fishbrains smitten!" Johanna roars in laughter, which just makes me raise an eyebrow in agreement. So what if I am whipped? Whipped and proud.
"Watch your tongue boy." Haymitch growls, sending a disapproving look towards Gloss, his eyes soften when he sees the red stiletto heel stuck on the wall.
"If you know what's good for you, you better be careful what you say." I hear Katniss say and I chuckle, putting the trident away and pulling her onto my lap while rubbing circles onto her hand. My wild Girl on Fire. Nobody can extinguish your flame. Not even the Capitol and Snow.
"Sweetheart, we better get back. The tributes are probably already inside." I hear Haymitch slur out, making me raise my eyebrows.
"He's right Kat, we should get back." I tell her, seeing her nod beside me. We all walk to the elevator seeing Todd and Alice as the doors slide open. "Just in time, Katniss and Haymitch were just about to go to your floor!" I say charmingly, pressing the button for my floor and Katniss' floor. I smile at Katniss and say, "I need to start acting like their mentor Kat." She nods and smiles encouragingly, waving when the elevator door opens to reveal my floor. I roll my eyes and chuckle giving a soft peck on her lips before I go. "Bye Kat."
"Goodbye Finnick."