A Finnick and Magnus Fanfiction

Wash the Tears Away

As soon as he had been in the shower for forty-five minutes, I knew Finnick was really upset. Whenever he was feeling sad he took a long shower, taking comfort in the familiar rush of water, but this was the longest one I'd heard him take. When he got home today his red rimmed eyes indicated that he had been crying, but before I could ask him anything he went straight to the shower, telling me he didn't want to talk. I hate not knowing what's making him so upset and I can't take this any longer, I know I have to go in. I knock on the door to let Finnick know that I am coming inside and step in, closing the door behind me. There he is, sitting on the floor of the shower, his arms folded on top of his knees and his head pressed to them. He had been too upset to even bother taking off his t-shirt and underwear, and once I have taken off my jeans I join him in the shower, sitting on the floor beside him. He lifts his head to look up at me, the tears running down his cheeks blending with the water falling on top of him. He doesn't say anything and I think at that point I started to cry as well, my heart hurting to see him this way. 

"Finnick." I murmur quietly as I reach out to stroke his face, pushing a wet lock of hair out of his eyes. "I love you, and I'm here for you, I hope you know that."

He simply nods his head and I sit against the cold wall, opening my legs so that he can slip in between them, his back pressing against my chest. My arms wrap around his soaking body, and he lifts his arms to rest against mine, holding onto them tightly. 

"I know I can't fix everything by saying I love you, but I need you to remember that I do and that you can tell me anything." I remind him as I rest my head on his shoulder, trying to ignore the thuds of his heavy heartbeats against my body.

He simply nods his head and we sit in silence. I can see why he takes comfort from the shower, the warm drops of water massaging your body as they fall down onto your skin. After a few moments I think that he's going to stay silent, but then he opens his mouth to speak.

"It's my mother. You know how we don't get along, and she kicked me out of her house a couple of years ago after a fight, but today I decided that it was time to patch things up with her. When I got to her house someone else opened the door, telling me that she had died months ago in a car accident."

I feel his body tremble so I squeeze tighter.

"I'm sorry. That must be hard." Feeling suddenly useless as I don't know what else to say.

Finnick nods and I see him bite his lip to stop it from trembling.

"I just feel so bad that the last time I ever talked to her was years ago, and that it was a huge argument. She died thinking that I hate her."

I shake my head and stroke his damp hair.

"If she really thought that she would have called up and tried to fix things, just like you did. And anyway you can't focus on all of the things that went wrong. Think of all the fun times you had together, all the times that you made each other happy."

Finnick nods and I can almost see the tape of happy memories playing through his mind, his eyes starting to gleam with something other than tears. He shifts his position wrapped in my legs to face me, entangling his hand in mine.

"I know Magnus, thank you. It's just a bit of a shock. I can't believe no one even bothered to tell me."

"I understand." I say with a nod as I watch the water splash down his body, his soaking shirt sticking to his abs. "It might take you some time to get used to this, and that's ok. I'm here for you Finn."

I saw him blush and look at the ground, the way he always did when I called him by his nickname. He snuggled in to my chest and kissed me from underneath.

"I don't know what I would do without you Magnus." He says as the last of his tears fall from his face.

"Neither do I." I whisper jokingly, and a small chuckle escapes his lips, vibrating against my chest.

"You know." I add on, not being able to resist. "When most couples hop in the shower together it's for something other than to sit on the floor in their t-shirts and underwear."

Finnick lets out a shocked laugh and shakes his head at me, a dorky grin on his face. He leans in to kiss me, the water from his hair dripping onto my nose.

"Is that enough action for you Magnus?" He jokes.

I chuckle and shake my head but instead of going in for another kiss I enjoy the feeling of his body pressed to mine, held in my embrace.

"I like this better anyway."

"Me too." Finnick says as he presses his forehead to mine.