things couldn't get any worse after being rescued from the capitol, you thought. but ironically, the things did get worse. you got your period all of a sudden. on a random tuesday, right after waking up, you got out of bed, finnick already in the bathroom brushing his teeth, you got the worst period cramps ever. you low-key felt like you were currently post-pregnancy, with those mood swings, the bleeding and the cramps. oh god, the cramps..

finnick peeked out of the doorway after brushing his teeth, asking, "you okay, doll?" to which you responded with a groan, falling back onto the bed as you attempted to sit up. a failed attempt, however.

"don't want to talk about it, finnick," you said almost aggressively. and he, of course, noticed.

"so grumpy and for what~?" he teased, only to notice you squirming around in bed, hiding under the blankets. however, when he noticed you frowning, his concern for you only grew. "hon?"

these damn cramps, you thought.

you groaned, the cramps only worsening with each movement.

"aww.." finnick walked over to you, kneeling down beside the bed. "you're not okay are you? c'mere.." he opened his arms, in hopes that you'd crawl into them, and hug him. just anything so he could try to comfort you. he'd do anything for you, you knew that. or at least, he hoped you did.