(to who requested this to be about the song 'Line Without a Hook', i tried to get ideas and couldn't but i hope this is good enough ≧◡≦ )

finally, he was home. after a stressful week or 2 in the arena, he had finally returned home. however, even with his riches, he only searched for one thing. you. his ex ― having broken up before the challenging events. mainly because of a disagreement about the whole idea of volunteering for the games.

ever since then, he had thought about you day and night. feeling like a goddamn wreck without you. he needed you! looking at you from across the square in the middle of district 2, he felt his heart drop ever so slowly into his chest. no more a girl, but a lady, it seemed. and he, currently, was still a boy. or he felt like it.

he had to swallow hard and look away for a moment to even begin to work up the courage to go talk to you. for heavens sakes! he was a victor now, and he was nervous? over this? with a heavy sigh, he walked over.

your friends glanced him up and down ― giggling and growing a pink tint on their cheeks ― while you didn't even look at him. he cleared his throat once your friends had departed, whispering a quiet: "oh, baby."

when you finally turned your little attention to him, he collided into your chest, wrapping his arms around your frame. "i was a fucking wreck with you." he admitted, hiding his face in your neck.