Ever since you triumphed in your Hunger Games, the comfort of a bed has eluded you. Your ordeal stretched on for what felt like an eternity, forcing you to adapt to the unforgiving embrace of the hard ground and the rough bark of trees. The softness of a mattress, like a cloud of marshmallow, feels foreign and unsettling. So, whenever Finnick drifts off to sleep before you, you quietly slip out of bed and settle on the floor, surrounded only by a simple pillow and a knitted blanket, finding solace in the familiarity of the ground beneath you.

When you first arrived in District Four’s Victor Village, solitude felt impossible. Finnick, determined to remain by your side, made it clear he wouldn’t leave you alone. So, without even realising it, you essentially moved in with him. He has been your unwavering rock, just as you have been his, as you both navigate the shadows of past traumas and brace yourselves for the horrors that President Snow has in store. Together, you find strength in each other, forging a bond that defies the darkness surrounding you.

Tonight is yet another night spent on the floor, wrapped in the familiar embrace of your pillow and blanket. Suddenly, you feel strong arms lifting you into a cocoon of warmth. Your eyes flutter open, bleary from sleep, as Finnick gently lowers you onto the bed, tucking you in with a tenderness that soothes your restless heart. He joins you, cradling you close, a steadfast guardian ready to chase away any nightmares that dare to approach. He understands your struggles, but more than anything, he wants to ensure you don’t wake up with a sore back.