Ever since his return home from the Hunger Games, where he had to be as quiet as possible, Finnick likes to wake up as loudly as humanly possible. He stretches and yawns and groans as he cracks his joints, and it isn’t until someone shifts next to him that he remembers someone is sharing his bed.
“Do you have to be so loud?” Annie complains, throwing an arm over her face. Finnick pulls it away and smiles at her.
“Good morning, sleepy head,” he laughs. She scowls up at him.
“Seriously, why do you have to be so loud? I was sleeping.”
He shrugs. “I just am. Besides, you have to get up anyway.”
She rolls her eyes. “That’s right, it’s reaping day! Reaping day, reaping day, isn’t it just your favourite time of year?”
“Yeah,” he says bitterly.
“Oh stop, what do you have to worry about? You’re safe and sound in this big house.”
He narrows his eyes. “As long as you’re still eligible, I have everything to worry about.”
She sits up and laces her fingers through his, leaning her forehead against his shoulder.
“It’s almost over,” she tells him. He turns his head and kisses her hard. She plays with the hair on the back of his neck and laughs as he lowers her to the bed.
“We don’t have time for this.”
His lips never leave hers. “We have all the time in the world.”
- War is Peace by nikkiRA