- F A L L E N -

7

Another hour went by, and I was just about to finish off my last knot when I heard Finnicks voice trailing by my side.

"Sorry...Sorry", Finnick chuckled over Katniss's shoulder, "I'm really sorry", he murmured again, his lips practically resting on her neck.

I pretended not to notice.

"Let me show you...," He took the rope from her hands, "the most important rope to know in the arena", as he moved the ropes over he bit his lip slightly. "Well don't look at me, look at the knot" he chuckled, and just a few moments later he picked up the noose he had tied and showcased it with a charming smile. He proceeded teasingly, pretending to put it around his neck. It would've been funny if he hadn't been flirting, and I bit back my smile, faking an indifference to it all.

So I kept my eyes steady on my station, and yes, I knew he was just in beguiling Capitol mode, but I never liked it when he acted like this.

Then, out of the corner of my eye I saw Finnick stick the end of the rope in the air, pretending to pull it, Katniss rolled her eyes, "funny".

"Do you want to take me for a walk?" Finnick teased, motioning the end of the rope to Katniss.

Katniss started to walk away,  not wanting to be around Finnick, I decided I was going to follow her. Maybe she wanted to learn how to make a fish hook. I put down my rope and was just about to run up to her when Finnick stepped in-front of me, blocking my path.

"What's up there 3? Hey, were you the girl in my closet this morning?" He asked derisively.

"Nope, must've been someone else", I remarked, trying to seem disinterested,"But I see how you'd get confused being polyamorous and all".

Finnick only smiled. "Oh cmon now, but you know you're my favorite".

I pursed my lips, "Go-away-Finnick", I said in a sing-song tune, turning back to the knots station. The big, green completed hologram staring me down.

"Wow, jealousy really is a disease" He said. He walked to my side, and looked around the training center before I felt a kiss on my cheek. He inched closer to me and slid one of his hands over my back. His wrist hung over my neck, making my whole upper body sensationalize. His breath pounded on my collarbone as his fingers circled my neck. Once I was sure nobody was watching us, I started to lift my hand up to his, but he pulled them away quickly and inched back.

"So, did you want help with that knot?" He asked cockily.

"You are really annoying me today".

"How so?" He asked innocently.

"You're a flirt, and a tease!", I whispered back, half-seriously.

"Better than being a prude", he whispered back.

"Ya whatever, womanizer"

"Ok, Goody-goody"

"Fine, Lothario"

"Excellent, Puritan"

"Splendid, Philander"

"Philander! How do you even know that word?", Finnick gasped.

"I stumbled upon it reading", I said mysteriously.

"Reading what?"

"I think it was you're Wikipedia page", I said, pretending to wonder.

"Ha-ha", Finnick said stiffly.

"I'm not kidding".

"You're so cold when you're jealous".

I paused. "You let Portia take you on a date, if anyone deserves cold, it's you," I said bitterly.

"Y/n that was hardly a-,"
"And... and! You flirted with Katniss! First at the tribute parade and now at the tribute center. I wonder, what is it about the tribute events?" I felt myself ranting, my chest rising with anger. "Seriously? I mean they both varied severely in nature and aesthetic so it can't be any extenuating factor of their climate that turns you into a complete jerk! Plus I was right here Finnick, you were right in front of me. I had to watch you flirt with a girl I'm literally forced to die for, right by my side. That's cruel, you're cruel", I mumbled.

"Wow, remind me to make you jealous more often", Finnick teased, "it's cute".

"I'm not jealous, you're the jealous one" I said, annoyed.

"Who would I ever be jealous over?"

I was about to reply with another snarky comment when suddenly I heard Brutus grunt from across the room. Brutus and I were old friends, I'd developed a good relationship with him over all the Capitol events I'd been forced to attend. I'd even told him once that I was in a relationship, I didn't use Finnicks name, but I did drunkenly rant about it at last years Victor party.
Well, according to Brutus.

Finnick stood cockily over me, and before he got the chance to exchange another witticism, I frisked myself away and stepped right infront of Brutus, looking in his eyes and licking my lips.
I moved my hand to his shoulder in an overly seductive gesture. "Wow, you really are as strong as they say!" I giggled, pretending to admire his muscles.

Brutus chuckled, "Well, hello there district 4".

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Brutus", I responded.

"Do you need my help training or something?"

"Only on training?" I asked flirtatiously, petting him childishly with my hand.

"What else do you need help on?"

"No Brutus, I don't need any help, I actually just wanted to talk to you. I think you're very pretty" I teased, smiling deviously at him. 

"Why does your voice sound all high like that?"

"Oh because I... Oh you know what just forget it", I said defeatedly, "Oh, Brutus, can you laugh and nudge my shoulder in a few seconds?" I whispered.

"But I thought you had 'a man'?"

"Ya ya, maybe, supposedly."

"Are you ever going to tell me who it is?"

"Brutus please! I am a desirable young woman, you should be jumping at this opportunity."

"Tell me why?"

"Brutus please!"I pleaded.

Brutus took an exasperated sigh before he nudged my shoulder and gave a heaving laugh. I smiled at him one last time before walking away bubbly. When I caught Finnick side-eyeing me as I waved Brutus goodbye, I blew Brutus a kiss.