||Tides of The Heart|| Finnick Odair x reader

The Reaping

So I have changed it and from not on it will follow closely to the books but not exactly. I will be making up small things as we go. And idk how many male and female Victor's are still alive in 4 so just go with it. Also as I said before so it's inclusive I'm also changing it so everyone's name is I'm one bowl and they pull 2 random people boy girl or anything in-between

September 15th

Today is the day. Everyone is waking up early to see what Victor's are going back into the arena or to see if they themselves are going back into the arena. Y/n got dressed into a semi-nice outfit knowing there would be a chance if them going back Into the arena, but they doubted it, there was still a what if chance though. There were quite a few other people who could be reaped, all they could hope is that it wasn't Annie, Mags, themself, or Finnick.
It's now 8 in the morning time for everyone to head to the square in front of the justice building. As everyone was walking there to see which victor got reaped. The victors walked among them but they walked to the stage not the area surrounding the stage. thousands of thoughts ran through their head and none of them were good. It was blazing hot in the middle of august and all they could do was stand there and wait. As time went by people started to get restless until the lady who picks the names, nobody really cares about them so why should the possible tributes, "Let us begin now" She strides over in her 7 inch octopus tentacle like shoes. She has olive green skin and the longest eyelashes known to the human race, her dress is a hideous pink colour, as if you fed a cat nothing but tuna for months and then it threw up (if anyone gets the reference ily).

she reached her hand in the bowl slightly mixing the few names and gingerly picking one up. She clears her throat and looks down at the paper and then back up and then back at the paper once more. "Mags Flanagan." She states?
clear and firmly. Mags walked up slowly slightly limping from a previous injury, until she hears something behind her. "I volunteer as tribute." She looks from to see her it is and sees that Y/n has stepped forward. They walked forward and stood to the right side of the tribute bowl and stood in front of the crowed looking out to them all as they cheered and they smiled back to please the crowd. "And now for our next Tribute." She reached her hand in and mixed up the tributes and bit more and pulled one out. "Finnick Odair" He steps forward with his cocky smile and the crowd goes absolutely wild for this heartthrob of a man, Finnick Odair. The capitol people and everyone from the districts adore him and of course are excited to see him again on the screen. They also love y/n who was also seen as a person everyone loves. What the people don't know is how they were exploited and used by the capitol.

Before anyone has time to even wish them good luck they're being whisked away onto the train. "Wait. Wait!! don't we get to say goodbye to everyone?" Y/n asked. "Not this time." the guard said shoving them onto the train. They turned to Finnick, looking at him with a sad expression, "Things never go well for us do they.." he sent back a sad look as if saying no without actually saying it. They were shown which rooms they would be staying in and were introduced to their lady person thing. As Finnick and y/n ventured around the train they both eventually made it back to the dining room, sitting together, watching, waiting. Both aware than in the next 2 days they'll be in the capitol, a week away from at least one of their deaths. "I think.. in light of the games we should bring US in attention to the capitol and districts. You know, as a sort of personal rebellion against snow to show he doesn't own us." Finnick explained to y/n. They both sat there in silence for about 8 minutes before y/n spoke up, "Yeah.. that'd be great.. When we get off the train we get off holding hands and then you kiss me." Finnick nodded his head in agreement as y/n leaned their head against his shoulder, "I could get used to doing this in public with you" They stated with a hint of a grin to be heard in their voice.

SKIP TO THAT NIGHT

As the train speeds through the night, Y/N found themself alone in the dinning car, just lost in thought as she stares out of the window contemplating what she will be arriving to in the morning. The weight of the event of the Quarter Quell looming over your thoughts. They lean against the window, gazing at the passing landscape, hoping for a moment of respite. Just as they were going to give into the exhaustion and close their eyes the door to the dinning room creaked open, and in walked Finnick. His presents slightly electrified and made the room a bit brighter having a sort of comfort there and instantly drawing them in. His alluring eyes found theirs and he smiled giving them butterflys and making their heart flutter. "Mind if I join you?" He inquires with a sleepy but amused tone in his voice.