I Will Protect You (Hayffie Fan Fic)

I Will Protect You

Fandom: The Hunger Games

Pairing: Hayffie/Seneca Crane x Effie Trinket

Genre: Romance, Rape

Rating: T

***Story occurred before the 74th annual Hunger Games.***

One sunny afternoon, at the rest house of the District 12 representatives. Effie walked out of her room after and ended up seeing Haymitch slouching at the couch and extremely drunk that he almost passed out.

"Head to the bedroom and hide your drunk self, Haymitch."

She scolded as she locked her hands at her waist. He seemed to be unaware and all drunk that he did not give any response to Effie and remained slouching. She extended her patience and waited a few more minutes for him to follow her command but no. She rolled her eyes as she lost patience and dropped her hands from her waist and decided to leave him that way until he unconsciously spoke.

"Why... You are beautiful... " He murmured as if he was sleep talking. Effie paused and wondered who was he dreaming about and who is he calling beautiful. She felt a but jealous and irritated so she continued to the dining leaving him alone. Effie ate her meal as she was thinking about Haymitch and the words he was uttering a while back. She wished it was her who he was thinking but she knew it was impossible, he loathes her fashion, her sense, her manners and her. It took a long time before she finished her meal.

Suddenly, Haymitch came in and he was obviously a bit tipsy after being drunk. Effie felt quite surprised with his abrupt entrance.

"Don't you know how to knock?" Effie asked and raised her voice's tone and stood up preparing herself for another argument with him. He walked closer to her with his drunk tipsy path. "Knock? Not when I'm knocked out." He replied and passed out in front of her. She panicked for a while and dropped her knees as she caught Haymitch in her arms before they both fell off the floor. Unfortunately, he was too heavy that he pulled her with him.

Effie was on top of him, extended her arms to maintain a distance from him but their legs were quite tangled. They paused for a while and stared at each other for a couple of seconds. Haymitch lifted his hands and cupped her face as his thumb swiveled to feel her soft skin. Her heart beat raced with what he was doing.

"Look at you, Haymitch. Drunk again." Effie scolded him and attempted to stand up but Haymitch pulls her hand to the ground and went on top of her as he locked his hands at her side and smiled at her. She was startled when she realized that she was lying on the floor while he was on top of her and his hands were cornering her and their faces were so close.

She gulped and tried to catch her breathe, she didn't know what to do whether to push him away and cherish her pride or wait for him to move because she seemed to like what he is about to do.

Haymitch closed his eyes and smiled. "You can hate me forever for this, but just think I'm drunk Effie." He informed her and abruptly moved his face and gently kissed her lips. She was startled with what he did even though she had an instinct. She made herself be carried away with the kiss, she kissed him back and palmed his neck and tangled his hair as she pushes his head closer to her to strengthen the kiss. His hand palmed her hips' curve and stroked her down to her leg. He felt her smooth and soft bare skin as he stroked her leg up to the end of her short skirt.

Suddenly the door opened and caught Effie's attention. Haymitch didn't want to stop but she stopped and pushed him away and immediately stood up leaving him lying on the floor after seeing Seneca at the door.

"Mr. Seneca Crane." She greeted as she exhaled and gulped while she stroked her skirt.

Seneca was quite disturbed with what he saw, aside from it was something sensual, he discretely adored Effie and what he saw made him dead jealous.