— “Give me a little kiss, come on!” Finnick climbed on top of you, throwing himself at your chest.

You didn't even remember why you'd gotten mad at him. But he knew how to make you, you specifically, forgive him.

He used his natural charm and his oceanic eyes.

— “Just one tiny little kiss...” Finnick caressed your jaw. “Come on, just a little kiss. Please, pretty?”

You couldn't stay mad at him for that long.