Extra Info: Hunger Games: Finnick & Katniss Pairing Rated: M (Has touchy subjects like rape, sex, swearing, smut, lemon, and gore)
The walk home is silent, Finnick is doing that thing where he touches your hand in hopes you'll touch it back and hold hands. I don't want to hold his hand,
"Get away from me! Don't touch me!" I run a bit faster to our glass home, seeing faces of people recognizing the Girl On Fire being overruled by water.
"Katniss, please!"
"No!" I say while walking through the entrance of our transparent home. I can hear Finnick running up the stairs behind me while I viciously unlock the door,
"Flavius!" He comes running to my broken voice, jaw dropped and speechless. He takes me in his arms and runs his finger through my messy hair telling me it will be ok. I burst out in uncontrollable tears and I sure as hell do not care who hears. He asked what happen and before I could speak Finnick answers in a cold tone,
"Work."
"Yea," I say sarcastically, "Being forced to have sex until you can't feel your own skin. It's just work!" I scream. Flavius looks hollow and apologetic, completely engulfing me in his arms,
"Oh Katniss…"
"I-I need to take a shower…" I say while storming out of their presence.
I bang the bathroom door shut and lock it, instantly falling in front of the door, my tears could probably fill up this stupid bathtub. I get up and turn the showerhead on, strip clean then, hop into the water in hopes of dosing my sins cleans. I press every button, use every dial and scrub every inch of me until I am red and raw to the bones… But I still feel dirty. I keep scrubbing it is starting to hurt but it's useless, I still feel dirty. I fall and sit under the stream of waters and cry quietly, it is kind of comforting because I can't tell which is tears or water. Suddenly, I heard his honeyed voice outside the shower,
"I'm sorry."
"How the hell did you even get in here? Get out."
"Make me," he said playfully, while all knowing I won't, "I picked the lock but please listen to me."
"Fine, fish boy."
"The way you are acting… It was exactly how I reacted… At my first… Day at work. I'm sorry I hurt you yesterday, but please understand we have to listen to them, it was for your safety."
I flash to the image of him pulling my hair to his face while tears ran down my face and find it hard to imagine that moment being real. "You were crying just now in the shower? You probably can't tell which are tears when it all blends together… Why do you think I do it?" Then it hit me, this morning he was crying in the same position I was in... He was trying to make it less painful for me, I open the foggy glass door,
"No… I'm sorry," I say and he cups my face to slowly but passionately kiss me. He coughed to break the space and mumbled, "Sorry, I'll leave now."
"No wait, you can always bath wi-" Surprised, he smiles.
"Oh Kitten," he purrs, "you're priceless." I feel kind of embarrassed knowing the Finnick Odair wants me by his side. But something about his eyes remind me of Peeta… Nevermind. I come back to reality seeing Finnick turn off the shower head and turn on the bath foist, he presses a button and bubbles foam out of the corners. While he was doing this, I couldn't help but actually look at him… He was beautifully carved but what I did not notice before was his new markings traced on his skin and his hair undone… I am actually glad I didn't see my hair and makeup when I got home.
"I'm coming in, Kitten" he says with a wide, gorgeously lit smile, and gracefully sits himself the opposite side of the tub.
"Since when did I say Kitten was a nickname?"
He raises an eyebrow and smirks, making his classic expression, "Since the day we lost everything… and you became mine…" he runs his hand through his hair, "Kitten."
"Ok..Finn," I say in with a grin on my face. Suddenly he splashes me, then out of revenge I splash him. Then, we give each other a serious glare until he disappears under the water and instantly pops back up up inches from my face, "Meow."
"Shut up," I laugh sarcastically, "let me wash your hair."
"Ok," he says with a childish, cheeky face. I press a button, letting the soap fall on my hand. I notice Finnick licking his lips, I bet he wishes he was dripping onto my hand, I laugh and move my hands though his bronze hair.
I feel the suds soak in his hair and I speak in a reserved tone, hoping he will hear, "It's ok, we had no choice."
"My turn," he says.
"Not needed, I am pretty sure I cleaned every crevice on my body," I say while climbing out of the tub into the cold air. I smile, seeing the man follow me leave. I wipe off the mirror and am shocked to the point of falling back into tears…
My body is painted with black and blue patches, red marks line my skin and that's when the tears drip down my face, "It's just work," I mumble as Finnick holds me in comfort. He carries me in his arms to bed. I don't think about the day. I don't think about the Games. I don't think about Peeta, I think about feeling safe and loved in Finnick's arms.
I wake up to birds chirping, "Good morning Finn," I say mellowly. When I do not get a reply, I turn and see he is not in bed. I get up and put on a t-shirt to go look for him,
"Finn?" I turn the corner, "Finnick?"
I see a note on the oak table,
78th City Park,
Finnick Odair,
10:00 am
"Oh," I put the note down and walk to the living room of clear windows seeing Octavia sitting on the plush carpet staring into the sky, "Hey!"
"Mocking Jay, darling!" I was going to sit by her when I hear a loud ringing sound near the kitchen. It sounds like a phone ringing, Oh we're in the Capitol I forgot about phones! I race toward the sound and answer the perfect china antique, "Helllllloooo?"
"Good Morning, Miss Everdeen," I would know that voice anywhere. Snow.
"…What do you want, Mr. President," I reply coldly.
"Pack up your prep team, you and lover boy and moving, he will be back soon to tell you where," the phone clangs and becomes silent.
"I guess were moving guys,"
"Oh and I was just starting to love the Capitol," we both giggle at her remark.
I help my prep team pack up the wardrobe assigned for me along with the mirrors they have installed, soon after we finish Finnick arrives. You can tell he had a rough day from the scratches that are lined across his neck and collarbone but seeing my face he smiled warmly and tried to walk happily toward me,
"Guess what?"
"What, Finn?"
"We are moving to District 4. Snow called and said this place was only temporary until he got control of all the districts again," I could see the slight pain in his sea form eyes because that is where he and his family lived…
"Will I get to meet your friends?"
He laughed sarcastically saying, "I don't have a lot of friends, just my fans… Just my fans."