hey there finnick odair

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For: @relientsk

Imagine: Being a Capitol member and deciding to meet with Finnick, but you are not like the other Capitol women so he’s in for a pleasant surprise.

Today was the day, the day you finally get to meet with the famous Finnick Odair. You have lived in the Capitol for almost your whole life, and you watched Finnick compete in the 65th Hunger Games. Ever since then, the entire Capitol has been head over heels for that guy, you had finally decided to jump on the bandwagon and meet with him.

You brush through your blue to silver ombre hair, sure, you weren’t as done up as the rest of the Capitol’s citizens, especially considering that you were a stylist, but you just weren’t into that sort of thing, at least you tried to put an effort in, and that was good enough for you.

About an hour later you hear a knock on your door, “Come in!”

You hear the door open and you see him, the gorgeous Greek God, Finnick Odair, “Hello Finnick.”

“Hey there Gorgeous,” He smiles his dazzling smile that would fool any woman from the Capitol, but you can see right through it, it’s not real, his smile doesn’t meet his eyes, you can tell that he doesn’t actually want to do this. Instead of saying anything, you simply smile back.

“So before we start, I just wanna say, I take my payment in,” He leans in closer and whispers, “Secrets.”

With this said he instantly starts taking off his shirt seductively. You are left mesmerized for a moment and you don’t know what’s going on until his lips are pressed against yours.

Once you are finally brought to your senses, you push him off you, “Finnick wait! Th-this isn’t what I wanted!”

“W-what? What do you mean, why else would you call me here,” He seems a little annoyed, but mostly confused.

“Finnick, look into my eyes, don’t tell me you don’t remember,” He looks at you intently, and his eyes widen.

“I knew it! I knew I recognized you Y/N!” He pulls you in for a hug and you start crying. Years ago, after the capitol had seen some of your artwork, they decided to take you away from District 4 and make you a stylist, you thought it would be the best for you as it would keep you out of the games. Little had you known how much you would miss your best friend, Finnick, now you had finally gotten your chance to see him again and you would not let the opportunity pass.

“Finnick, I missed you so damn much!” He holds you as if his life depends on it.

“Y/N, I’m so happy to see you, fuck,” He smiles, and this time, it’s an actual smile.

You smile too; you rub the tears away and squeal a little, “Oh Finnick!”

“I’m also so I didn’t actually have to…you know,” He raises his eyebrows and tilts his head a little.

“I know Finnick, I know. Listen, let’s just forget about that for now, I just want to spend some quality time with you Finn,” You say taking his hand, he smiles down at you again and squeezes your hand, pulling you closer. The rest of the day is spent with Finnick, and let’s just say that it is one of the best days of your life.

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