You're standing in front of the knotting area of the training rooms, hands gently fidgeting with the ropes while looking up at the screens, testing out each knot and learning how to tie and untie them. Finnick, on the other side of the room, spots you.

He walked up behind you, being quiet enough that you couldnt sense him in your focused daze. His hands coming up to cup yours, his body almost completely pressed up against your back, his breath soft on your neck.

"Here.." He whispers, and you can hear the smirk in his tone