Prompt : A one shot about hayffie first fight, first hug, first kiss and first time? Pleeeeeeeease
First
First Fight
Their first fight happens five minutes after they met. How could it not? She is young and bubbly and so full of colors Haymitch is almost blinded by her. He looks ten years older than he is, he is bitter and mean and it takes her only a minute to realize he sees the world in different hues of grey; she abhors grey.
She is trying too hard and he is drunk.
He sends the first gibe but she fights back, he attacks harder and she doesn't disappoint and answers in kind.
He sees something in her: a worthy opponent.
First Hug
It takes three years and six dead children for her mask to shatter.
He doesn't know if she cried for the kids before, he doesn't particularly care. He stares at the screen and pretends he can't see her in front of the bay window. Her back is turned, her shoulders are shaking. She's not making a sound. It takes practice to cry in silence, he wonders about that for a while. It's the incongruous lone sob that pulls him in. He abhors pain.
He wraps his arms around her, she melts into his chest.
No question asked, no explanation offered.
First Kiss
The kiss catches them both by surprise, cutting them off mid-sentence, literally mid-word and Haymitch can't tell who starts it. One second they are screaming, the next they are kissing. It's not a nice kiss, it's dirty and violent with far too much teeth and tongue. It's so far from the act she pulls everyday he can't help but stare at her in shock. She doesn't kiss like the other proper Capitols, she doesn't want to be kissed like that either.
A fleeting second of hesitation and he crushes her mouth under his again.
She wants rough. He can provide.
First Time
Their first time happens four years after their first fight, one year after their first hug and ten minutes after their first kiss.
"First time" aren't the right words because they speak of a tenderness that doesn't exist. They don't have sex, they fuck. It's rough, brutal and a battle for control. She's not used to being treated like that, he can tell, but she learns fast and reciprocates in kind. They try to punish the other, to dominate, and it feels strangely like war.
Afterwards, they pant in a heap of tangled limbs and sweaty skin.
Exhausted but fulfilled.