This isn't a prompt but I published a headcanon on tumblr a little while ago about Effie being always cold and using Haymitch as her personal portable heater and so… Here goes :

Cold Nights

Freezing didn't even come close to describing how cold Thirteen was at night.

Effie burrowed into the warmth embracing her from behind, wishing they had another blanket or a portable heater to make the night easier.

"You're going to push me off the bed." Haymitch grumbled, nudging her – not so gently – in the direction of the wall.

She hated those narrow beds too. It was probably very silly to try and share one but she never let a chance slip by. Nights on her own were especially long because she spent them shivering under layers upon layers of blankets, clothes and whatever could provide a barrier against the cold.

She didn't have much room to go before she was pressed against the wall again but she whined nonetheless when she reached the cold part of the sheets.

"I'm cold!" she complained.

"Won't get any warmer if you make me plummet to my death." he mumbled sleepily, tightening his hold on her.

"Don't be ridiculous." she scoffed. "It wouldn't kill you."

He buried his face in her neck and she knew he would fall asleep again. Haymitch, unlike her, had no problem with the cold. He was always radiating heat which was why she was so adamant he slept in her bed as often as he would.

"Warm me up." she demanded, entrapping one of his legs with her feet.

"Fuck." he spat, a lot more awake now. "What do you have down there? Ice cubes?"

Still, he didn't try to shove her feet off and she sighed in pleasure when she felt them getting a tad bit warmer.

"My hands are cold too, you know…." She let her voice trail off.

She could almost see him rolling his eyes behind her back when his hand started feeling around for her poor fingers.

"You're very high maintenance, sweetheart." he snorted.

"I simply have high expectations." she corrected him.

She was content only when he was wrapped around her like an octopus.

"Better?" he mocked, pressing a kiss to her neck.

"Yes." She closed her eyes and drifted off, warm at last.