Finnick~Sweet Dreams

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I felt caged. That's how most all of my dreams went lately. Ever since the I won my games, I have been burdened with nightmares. During the day I can usually distract myself from my past but at night I have no control over it.

Finnick says he was the same way after his games. He is my only saving grace when it comes to nights like these. He had to do some promotional stuff tonight and didn't want me to wait up from him. He should know by now that I wouldn't be sleeping well without him.

I reach over to grab my phone from the nightstand and ring up the familiar blonde.

"You didn't even call to wish me sweet dreams." I say into the phone not bothering to say hello.

"(Y/N)?" He has a sleepy voice, "Are you okay?"

"Can I come over?" I ask, he knows that if I'm calling him I'm not okay.

"I'll leave the door unlocked." He responds.

I hang up the phone without saying a goodbye. I quickly grab my black robe and scamper out of my room. The one good thing about staying in the Capitol is the fact that the victors are all in the same complex.

I ride the elevator down to Finnick's floor and open the door to his penthouse. His looks much more lived in than mine. Sure he's lived here for years as opposed to my few months. It just feels like home here.

I open Finnick's door to see him fast asleep on his bed. A thin sheet is all that lays on top of him. I crawl into bed with him and rest my head on his shoulder. Finnick's arm wraps around my shoulder once he woke from my movement shifting the bed. He pulls my head closer so he can plant a kiss on the top of my head.

"I'm sorry." He mumbles into my hair.

I pull away so I can look him in the eyes.

"Why are you sorry? I should be the one apologizing for calling in the middle of the night and coming over here." I lay my head back down on his shoulder.

"I should've known. I should've canceled on them for you."

"I wouldn't have let you." I smile slightly.

"I could've fought you on it."

"I would've won." I smirk.

He lets out a quiet chuckle at this.

"You're probably right." He starts to rub small circles on my back, "What can I do to help you?"

I shiver at his touch.

"Nothing. You said it yourself, I just need time."

"I wish it could go faster." He huffs.

"I don't. I don't want to spend away any of our time together." I grin.

"That was cheesy."

I don't have to look to know that he's smiling.

"You help me more than you know. I couldn't do this without you."

"I love you." He says out of the blue.

This is the first time that he's said it. I've felt love between us before but it's all going so fast. I just won the games a little over two months ago. But I do love him. I can feel it. I can feel it in the way that he cares for me. I can feel it in the way he puts me before anything else. I can feel it when we're in public and he only has eyes for me. I can feel in every touch.

"I love you too." I respond without hesitation.

I lean my head up and pull Finnick into a kiss. I can feel his lips smiling against his. It's contagious because now I'm smiling too.

"What are you smiling at?" I ask, a grin very prominent on my face.

"This." He gestures with his fingers between the two of us.

"And whats so funny about that?" I tease.

"Not funny. I'm just happy. This is going to be one of those moments that I'll remember for my whole life." He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, "This moment."

I sit up and sit down on his lap. I straddle his lap and smile down at him.

"Well in that case, lets make it just a little more memorable." I lean down and start placing kisses on the edge of his jaw.

"You're evil." He lets out a moan.

"Oh? I can stop." I start to slide off of him but I don't get far because he grabs my before I can get off him.

"Don't you dare."


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