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pairings: ex!lovers; rafe x thornton!reader; rafe x sofia;
warnings: angst; sickness; ed; pregnancy;
"Do you need to sit down?â You hear a muffled voice as you feel your feet beginning to give up on you. "What- What do you mean I'm pregnant?â You ask with a shaky voice. You had a feeling that you were but now that your suspicions are confirmed, and you hear it out loud, you can't believe it. Don't want to believe it. You are denying it. "No, I can't-â You choke on your words, trying to make sense of what you were going to do. You feel a sharp pain in your heart as you realize. He isn't here. He isn't yours. He is hers.
You realize you will have to raise the baby alone. His baby. You were forever going to have a reminder of him. Every time you'll look at the baby, all you'll see is him.
"What if I don't want the baby? Can't I do anything about it?" You blurt out without even thinking. But as soon as the words leave your mouth you regret ever saying them. âI'm afraid you can't. You are already three months and a half in. Your boy is developing.â You freeze in your spot. "What do you mean boy?â âYou are having a baby boy, congratulations!â She gives you a warm smile but you feel your stomach drop. A boy. You were having a boy. 'What will Rafe say when he finds out? Should I tell him?' You were deep in your thoughts when you heard the doctor talk to you again. âThat'll be all. We'll schedule an appointment to check on him but we'll do that later on the phone.â âThank you.â
You made your way towards your car as you stood frozen in your seat. You'll be all alone, raising your baby, while he plays happy couple with Sofia. You took a shaky breath as you pulled out of the parking lot, driving to your house.
When you got there you quickly made your way inside, seeing all of them displayed on the couch. The sound of the door closing made them all look towards where you stood. âWhere have you been? Do you know how concerned we were?â Topper yells as he is quick to stand up from the couch. âI know, I'm sorry.â You mumble while fidgeting with the rings on your fingers. Sarah and Rafe spare a concerned glance to each other before they turn their attention back to you. âSarah I need to talk to you. It's important." You say still fidgeting with the rings. "Yeah, 'courseâ She replies as she starts walking out of the room, following you.
âWhat happened? Are you okay?â But you donât answer, instead you pull her in a hug as she remains confused but squeezes you hard as she reciprocates the hug. âI need to tell you something but you have to promise me you wonât tell anyone, especially not Rafe.â âI promise! What is it?â You take a shaky breath as you say the words out loud. âIâm- Iâm pregnant.â You wipe away a single tear that escaped your eye. âWHAT?â She looked at you shocked and excited at the same time. âShhhâ You hush her because you donât want the boys to find out. âIâm sorry. Is it Rafes?â She asks just to make sure. âOf course, who elseâs would it be?â She nodded her head with an obvious expression on her face. âYeah, yeah.â
âI donât know what to do, I donât- He isnât even- How will I raise-â You mutter between choked sobs as you panic. âShh, shh, itâs okay, Iâm here for you. Youâll be fine.â She tries to reassure you, but you canât calm down. You sob into your hands as she pulls you in a hug. âItâs okay, letâs just eat something and weâll sleep, yeah? We can deal with it tomorrow, okay?â She mumbles as she gives you gentle strokes on your back.
âOkay.â You let out a quiet response as you wipe around your eyes. âDo you want to order something? The boys already ordered when you were out. Or we can make something ourselves.â She gives you a light smile as you plop down on one of the chairs. âWe can make some pasta if you want to.â You played with the necklace around your neck. âYeah, sure, whatever you want.â She smiles as she puts a pot with water on the stove. You get up and take another pot where you can make the sauce in. You pour the sauce in the pan and add some seasonings to it.
After some time, the pasta is ready and you plate it. âWow, this looks delicious! Ask the boys if they want some, while I wash the dishes, please!â You exit the kitchen and made your way towards the living room where you see the boys caught up in a game.
You clear your throat and all three heads snap towards you. âWe made pasta. Want some?â
âDid you poison it, or why are you asking?â Topper raised a brow while snorting.
âNo, but Iâll make sure to poison it next time, just for you.â You gave him a wink as you waited for an answer.
âYeah, sure weâll have some!â
âCome on then!â
You start walking to the kitchen with Top and Kelce in front of you and Rafe behind. You feel a hand on your wrist starting to pull you back.
âWhy were you at the hospital?â He asks still holding your hand.
âI-â You suddenly felt out of breath at the touch on your arm. You stare at his hand and back up at him, and he quickly lets go of you as if your touch was fire.
âJust had to check something.â You murmured, missing his soft hand on yours.
âCheck what?â
Your breath caught in your throat as you tried to look for an answer, but couldnât come up with anything.
He was still staring at you, waiting for a response.
âWhatâs going on here?â You hear Sarahâs voice interrupt the silence between you and him.
âUh, nothing. We were just talking.â
âOkay, come eat! You havenât eaten anything today! Come on!â She grabbed your hand, leading you to the kitchen where you saw Top and Kelce on their second plate already.
âOh come on! Leave some for the rest of us.â You laughed as you sat on a chair next to Sarah.
You ate half of the food on your plate when Kelce got up to go and plate a third portion.
âKelce, chill out man! Do they keep you starved?â Everyone laughed as he sat down with his plate.
âYou are the best chef ever! I might come over every day if you are cooking.â He laughed.
After you all finished eating, Rafes phone was buzzing with a few texts from next to you.
He was putting the dishes in the dishwasher with Topper so you though it wonât hurt anyone to sneak a quick glance.
As you glance at the texts with pit in your stomach you start feeling sick. The smile from your previous jokes was replaced by a sad expression as you remained quiet, taking out your phone to scroll on instagram. When you noticed the boys finished with the dishes, and he was walking towards you, you got up from your seat to retreat to your room. You repeat the texts from her over and over in your head with a heavy heart. âhey babyâ. They were calling each other baby. Yours and his nickname. Now you were truly sick. You rushed past them and upstairs to the bathroom gaining a few concerned looks from your friends.
âWhat was that?â One of the boys asked but it was silent.
Sarah followed you upstairs and Rafe went to check his phone. He saw a few texts from Sofia but he ignored them. He placed his phone back on the table and raised a brow at nothing in particular.
âWhat was that? She was fine like a minute ago.â
âI donât know man, she mustâve seen something on your phone when it buzzed âcause she seemed happy like three minutes ago!â
You were fast asleep now with Sarah massaging your scalp while you dreamed of how easy things used to be when it was just you and him.
To be honest in your head it was Rafe that was massaging your scalp while you slept next to him, not Sarah.
âLook at this view! Rafe itâs beautiful!â You said as you admired the beauty surrounding you both.
The salty breeze of the ocean giving you goosebumps as it hugged your skin. The sand and the water colliding together like they were made for each other, while the sky was displaying gold rays of sun making the sand that was sticking to your skin radiate your features more.
âIt really is beautiful!â He smiled softly while watching you with only love in his eyes.
This was the moment when he truly knew that you were the one for him. That he loves you.
âI love you!â He said with a genuine and soft voice.
You turned around shocked, unsure if what you hear really came out of his mouth. You were not expecting this.
âYou donât have to say it back. I just wanted you to kno-â But before he was able to finish his sentence, your lips crashed onto his, hands going behind his neck, while you got closer on the picnic blanket.
When you pulled away you both were smiling like fools.
âI love you too!â You said without hesitation as he pulled you against his chest. You sat there in a comfortable silence, watching the sunset as you replayed his words over and over in your head with a grin on your face.
You looked over your shoulder again to see what he was doing, but he wasnât there. You sat up panicked as you started to call out for him, but to no avail. He wasnât answering.
You looked around desperately but all you could see was a bunch of sand, no track of Rafe.
âRafe!â You called out again, and again.
âRafe, where are you?â
âRafe, please, this is not funny!â
âRafe, please donât leave me all alone!â
âBaby, please come back!â
a/n: Hey guys!!! Hope you like the chapter. This is PART 2 of my series IslyIp!! Please leave a feedback so I know if I should keep going and also if you have any requests please lmk!!
pairings: ex!lovers; rafe x thornton!reader; rafe x sofia;
warnings: angst; sickness; ed; pregnancy;
You were shifting around in your bed. The hoodie you were wearing was clinging to your skin uncomfortably.
The now familiar wave of nausea hit you as you bolted out of bed, running towards the bathroom. Your hands were clinging to the toilet seat as you emptied the little food that you ate yesterday in the toilet. Your body was shaking slightly. You got up from the floor, walking towards the sink to brush your teeth.
After you were done you headed downstairs towards the kitchen. You sat down at the table while looking down at the screen of your phone where you saw a post from Sarahâs account with you two from three months ago when you were at Toppers birthday party.
You noticed Topper walking into the room while mumbling a âGood morningâ as he made his way towards the coffee machine. âDo you want a coffee?â He turned to face you as if he couldnât talk to you if his back was facing you. âYeah, sure.â You muttered before going back to scrolling on instagram. âThen you can make your own.â He replied with a slight smile on his face.
âOh, come on Top.â You whine lowly. âI was just joking around.â He laughed but he then noticed how your cheerful expression that you once had on your face every day two months ago was tiredly looking at him unfazed by his playful demeanor. He also notices how you started eating less and less and how your once full of life and love expression turned into a cold and broken one. The bags under your eyes from your sleepless nights and the pale color of your skin were replacing the pinkish shade you always used to have on your cheeks and the way you always looked rested and put together.
He was pulled from his thoughts by the beeping sound of the coffee machine. He placed the mug he made you coffee in, on the table. You noticed that it was your favorite mug that you always used. You mumbled a small âThank you!â before you took a sip letting the caffeine get in your system.
He made his way towards the fridge, opening the large door and scanning the interior for food. He decided that he was just going to have some eggs and bacon. âAre you hungry?â He asked as he turned around to face you. âNo, Iâm okay. Iâll probably eat later.â You said lowly as he hesitantly nodded his head. He made his food and he placed it on the table next to you. He sat down and started eating.
The long silence between you two was broken by the buzzing sound of his phone. He quickly scanned the text before glancing up at you and then back at his phone. He cleared his throat before looking at you with a look of regret on his face as he said âKelce and uh- Rafe are coming over. They said theyâll be here in two minutes.â You choked on the coffee that you were drinking. âWhat? No! They canât- I canâtâ You panicked at the thought of seeing him. Seeing Rafe.
You hadnât seen him in two months since you and him had broken up. And you didnât want to see him now. What were you going to say to him? What are you- How are you even going to face him? He just moved on and now was dating Sofia, a girl that you knew and used to be friends with. Not close but still you guys talked and were at maybe stage two of friendship.
You found out he was dating her from Topper and you were devastated. You refused to eat anything and cried yourself to sleep. You were a whole mess over the fact that he replaced you in just a month.
You were pulled out of your thoughts by a loud knock on the front door. Before you managed to react, Topper was already at the door, opening it for the boys to come in the house.
You quickly started to run towards the stairs but you noticed that you forgot your phone on the table so now you had to go back and get it. After you got the phone, you sprinted towards the stairs while cursing your parents out in your thoughts for making the stairs near the front door.
By the time you got there they were already in the house, watching as your small figure was drowning in an oversized black hoodie with the hood up. They were facing your side as you tried to run up the stairs. You slipped and hit your leg with a loud thud. âFuck!â You yelped in pain as you were now holding your leg in the middle of the stairs.
âHey, you okay?â Kelce asked from down the stairs as they all looked at you. You mumbled a quick âIâm fine.â Before quickly making your way up the last steps and to your room.
Rafes heart felt a tight squeeze at how you were running away from this, from him. He only noticed your thinner frame as it practically sprinted past him to put a long distance between you two without even sparing him a glance. He was pulled out of his thoughts by Topper and Kelce who were heading towards the kitchen to grab some snack. He followed closely behind them and stopped dead in his tracks at the mug that was long forgotten on the table.
He observed how your favorite mug was displayed on the table with a little coffee in it. You probably left it there when you went upstairs. Actually ran upstairs. He made his way towards it before grabbing it and putting it in the sink.
When you entered your room upstairs you scanned the darkening spot on your leg with a sigh. Your phone buzzed from where you threw it on your bed. You picked it up and saw that it was Sarah.
You made your way down the stairs and just as you stepped down the last step, there was a knock at the front door. You opened it and pulled Sarah in a tight hug. âHey babes.â She muttered, still holding you. âHey.â You smiled a little in the warm and soft embrace. âYou hungry? The boys are ordering food.â You muttered while making your way towards the couch. âYeah, you?â She responded so quickly that you let out a laugh. âDamn, okay. Yes, I havenât eaten in forever.â You laughed, but she stopped dead in her tracks staring at you with a face full of concern. âWhat do you mean? You have to eat.â She inhaled sharply, her tone suddenly changing. âCome on, I was just joking around.â You tried to push this conversation away but she wouldnât budge.
Thankfully Topper and Kelce came into view. âHey girl. How are you?â Kelce asked while pulling you in a hug.
âHey Top, has she eaten today?â âCome on Sarah, just let it go, please.â âNo, she hasnât! Why?â
Sarah turned around, raising a brow and crossing her arms with a knowing expression. âYou are skipping meals!â She raised her voice just slightly to show you that she was mad at you. â âAm not!â You responded, trying to sound firm. âYou are skipping meals? Why?â You heard Kelce bug in while stepping next to Sarah. You gave Topper a pleading look as to make him help you out. But he didnât. He joined them instead.
You were now full on interrogated by your friends and brother until he walked in the room. âCome on, you canât do this to yourself just because of him. You canât continue skipping meals. Itâs not good for you.â Sarah let out a frustrated sigh while signaling with her hands to show just how mad she was.
When Rafe came into view the room fell dead silent. It was the first time you saw him in two whole months. Damn almost three. He was just standing there, like he was processing what he heard. He was repeating the words over and over in his head as the expression on his face changed.
This was the first time you looked at him in months. His deep blue eyes awakening memories and reopening wounds that you werenât sure were healed in the first place. He furrowed his brows, suddenly processing everything while his face turned into an expression of pure horror. You werenât eating because of him.
âWhat? What did you just say?â you heard him ask. The voice you once loved, hell, you still loved was full of shock and pure terror at what he just heard.
The tension in the room could be cut with a knife. You stared down while fidgeting with your hands. He knew you did that when you were anxious. âDonât do that. Stop it.â âWhy arenât you eating?â
The voice that was once whispering sweet nothings to you and how much he loved you was now tinged with judgement. You stayed silent. Your hands now resting on both sides of your body. âI-I donât know- I canât-â You grabbed your car keys from the holder and ran towards your car. You were sick. Sick from whatever was making you sick all the time, your friendâs judgement and Rafe.
You let the tears fall while you made your way towards the hospital. You wanted to find out whatâs wrong with you. But you already had a feeling you knew what it was.
a/n: this is just PART 1 of my series that i want to start. hope you like it!!
This morning you got a text from Rafe asking if youâd be down to hang at the beach with him and a few other people so you accepted.
Now you are sitting on a towel on the hot sand, a mojito in one of your hands and a book in the other. Rafe is sitting beside you, sometimes stealing glances or sipping on your cocktail.
After all he bought and brought all the mojitos in the cooler just for you because he knew you loved them. And you did. But he would never admit that, not in front of you and surely not in front of his friends.
You felt his burning gaze on the side of your face but you pretended to be reading. You tried to focus but ended up reading the same paragraph several times and you just gave up.
You closed the book and placed it in your bag, turning your attention to Rafe who was now staring at Topper and Kelce trying to drag Ruthie in the water.
You watched as they grabbed her by the arms and feet and sprung her into the water. A quiet gasp left your mouth, followed by a giggle that brought Rafes attention back to you.
âWhatâs so funny?â he quirked an eyebrow eyes staring deeply into your soul. âNothing, sorry.â you muttered quietly but still obviously amused by the situation.
He didnât respond, he simply stared at you lost in his thoughts eyes scanning all over you while parting his lips slightly. You knew that look all too well. He licked his lips, a smirk forming on his lips and you knew something is about to happen.
It took you two seconds to put two and two together and realize what he was planning.
You sprang up from the towel and started running down the beach away from him. But when you glanced back he was right behind you a hand gripping your waist to stop you from running.
He picked you up over his shoulder while you were struggling to get out of his hold. He was holding you firmly, not enough to hurt you but enough to not let you go.
âRafe, I swear to God if you donât put me back down now.â you were kicking your feet, hands punching his back trying to get out of his hold.
âRafe pleaseâ you yelled seeing him now knee deep in the water.
âIts fine baby, its just water!â he responded calmly but you could practically hear the smug smirk placed on his face.
Before you knew it, he had already started counting and was now about to throw you in the water.
âOne-â you heard as the cold water hugged your body sending goosebumps all over your skin.
You resurfaced with a gasp, hands wiping the water from your lashes while you made your way towards Rafe who was now laughing with his friends.
You were so going to get payback for this. He just has to wait and find out what youâll do.
âââââââââ
She was now seated at the bar at the Country Club waiting for her mojito to be prepared while me, Topper and Ruthie are waiting for her at a table.
I listened to Topper and Ruthie shit talk half the island in like thirty minutes until they reached me and Y/n.
âSo. You and her are dating now?â Ruthie asks while looking in your direction.
âWho? Me and Y/n?â I also turned back to see her talking to the bartender about her drink or something.
âNah, we casual. A quick fuck here and there, but thatâs all.â I lied. Sheâs not just a casual fuck for me sheâs my everything. The reason I wake up, the reason I stopped using drugs. Iâd probably be dead without her. And I know it. But I donât admit it.
âSheâs just always after me.â
You stared at his back, your heart sinking to your stomach while your eyes well up with tears but you donât say anything, the knot in your throat not letting you.
âOh shit-â you hear Ruthie and Topper both say in unison you donât glance in their way. You canât. You just stare at whatâs now his shocked face when he realizes you heard him. And you did. You heard everything he said.
You simply turn around and start heading towards the exit. You place your drink on a random table, tears now clouding your vision.
Rafe is walking after you, calling your name and begging you to listen to him but you donât hear him. You canât. The words he said replaying in your head over and over again while you physically feel your heart shattering more and more.
You are pulled from your thoughts when you feel a hand on your waist, turning you around to look at them. Of course it was him.
âBaby, listen to me please.â
âNo, no! Let go of me!â you didnât shout, you simply whispered, a tear leaving your eye making its way down your face.
âI didnât mean it! I could never mean that.â he said, his hand going to wipe away your tears.
âThen why did you-â âHow could you say that?â âWhy did you say that?â you were now looking at his face, searching for an answer. A real answer.
âI donât know, because Iâm a coward and I couldnât admit how much I care about you. And I do. I care about you too much.â
âIf you did you wouldnât have said that.â
âBaby please- I do mean that. I really do. If it werenât for you I would probably be laying in a ditch, dead. And you know that.â
âNo-.â âI just- I canât. I need time.â you donât wait for him to respond. You simply turn around amd start walking away from the Country Club.
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This morning you got a text from Rafe asking if youâd be down to hang at the beach with him and a few other people so you accepted.
Now you are sitting on a towel on the hot sand, a mojito in one of your hands and a book in the other. Rafe is sitting beside you, sometimes stealing glances or sipping on your cocktail.
After all he bought and brought all the mojitos in the cooler just for you because he knew you loved them. And you did. But he would never admit that, not in front of you and surely not in front of his friends.
You felt his burning gaze on the side of your face but you pretended to be reading. You tried to focus but ended up reading the same paragraph several times and you just gave up.
You closed the book and placed it in your bag, turning your attention to Rafe who was now staring at Topper and Kelce trying to drag Ruthie in the water.
You watched as they grabbed her by the arms and feet and sprung her into the water. A quiet gasp left your mouth, followed by a giggle that brought Rafes attention back to you.
âWhatâs so funny?â he quirked an eyebrow eyes staring deeply into your soul. âNothing, sorry.â you muttered quietly but still obviously amused by the situation.
He didnât respond, he simply stared at you lost in his thoughts eyes scanning all over you while parting his lips slightly. You knew that look all too well. He licked his lips, a smirk forming on his lips and you knew something is about to happen.
It took you two seconds to put two and two together and realize what he was planning.
You sprang up from the towel and started running down the beach away from him. But when you glanced back he was right behind you a hand gripping your waist to stop you from running.
He picked you up over his shoulder while you were struggling to get out of his hold. He was holding you firmly, not enough to hurt you but enough to not let you go.
âRafe, I swear to God if you donât put me back down now.â you were kicking your feet, hands punching his back trying to get out of his hold.
âRafe pleaseâ you yelled seeing him now knee deep in the water.
âIts fine baby, its just water!â he responded calmly but you could practically hear the smug smirk placed on his face.
Before you knew it, he had already started counting and was now about to throw you in the water.
âOne-â you heard as the cold water hugged your body sending goosebumps all over your skin.
You resurfaced with a gasp, hands wiping the water from your lashes while you made your way towards Rafe who was now laughing with his friends.
You were so going to get payback for this. He just has to wait and find out what youâll do.
âââââââââ
She was now seated at the bar at the Country Club waiting for her mojito to be prepared while me, Topper and Ruthie are waiting for her at a table.
I listened to Topper and Ruthie shit talk half the island in like thirty minutes until they reached me and Y/n.
âSo. You and her are dating now?â Ruthie asks while looking in your direction.
âWho? Me and Y/n?â I also turned back to see her talking to the bartender about her drink or something.
âNah, we casual. A quick fuck here and there, but thatâs all.â I lied. Sheâs not just a casual fuck for me sheâs my everything. The reason I wake up, the reason I stopped using drugs. Iâd probably be dead without her. And I know it. But I donât admit it.
âSheâs just always after me.â
You stared at his back, your heart sinking to your stomach while your eyes well up with tears but you donât say anything, the knot in your throat not letting you.
âOh shit-â you hear Ruthie and Topper both say in unison you donât glance in their way. You canât. You just stare at whatâs now his shocked face when he realizes you heard him. And you did. You heard everything he said.
You simply turn around and start heading towards the exit. You place your drink on a random table, tears now clouding your vision.
Rafe is walking after you, calling your name and begging you to listen to him but you donât hear him. You canât. The words he said replaying in your head over and over again while you physically feel your heart shattering more and more.
You are pulled from your thoughts when you feel a hand on your waist, turning you around to look at them. Of course it was him.
âBaby, listen to me please.â
âNo, no! Let go of me!â you didnât shout, you simply whispered, a tear leaving your eye making its way down your face.
âI didnât mean it! I could never mean that.â he said, his hand going to wipe away your tears.
âThen why did you-â âHow could you say that?â âWhy did you say that?â you were now looking at his face, searching for an answer. A real answer.
âI donât know, because Iâm a coward and I couldnât admit how much I care about you. And I do. I care about you too much.â
âIf you did you wouldnât have said that.â
âBaby please- I do mean that. I really do. If it werenât for you I would probably be laying in a ditch, dead. And you know that.â
âNo-.â âI just- I canât. I need time.â you donât wait for him to respond. You simply turn around amd start walking away from the Country Club.
i think not telling you was a way to keep the dream alive, you know? so there was at least someone out there who still saw me as rosie. and not this strange new person i've become.
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summary : when finnick odair almost dies to save your life, you feel almost indebted to him once you and the rest of squad 451 arrive at tigris snowâs shop in the capitol. finnick gets force-fed pain medication to dull the burning in his leg from the mutts and you nurse him back to health as he becomes extremely loopy and extremely cute.Â
warnings : injuries, finnick odair almost dies but doesnât, loopy & drugged up finnick (pain killers/morphling), cute considering the situation theyâre in
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He slipped. Ushering you and everyone else up the ladder first, making sure you could get to safety, Finnick slipped as he tried to climb, screaming out your name. You didnât hesitate, lunging for him, grabbing onto his arm as Katniss had the sense to hold onto your waist, hauling the two of you up before dropping the Holo to kill the mutts.Â
You were frozen in place when the explosion happened, breathing heavy as you clung onto Finnick as if he would disappear if you let go, dead, killed by the mutts. In a different world, where you didnât reach him in time, or where he slipped through your hold and cried out for you as he was torn to pieces. Those alternate worlds flashed through your head, holding onto Finnick was the only thing that grounded you in reality.Â
âIâm okay,â he assured you, voice strained. He wasnât okay. He lived, sure, but his left leg was bloodied and torn from the attack. It was salvageable, mostly just broken skin, deep bite marks, teeth from the mutts still lodged into his flesh, but you had to hurry.
You sought refuge with a Capitol woman that looked as if she was part tiger. Tigris her name was, ironically enough, a friend of Cressidaâs. She ushered you into a hidden cellar, providing you with bread, cheese, and a vial of morphling she said could help with pain. Finnick refused to take it initially, telling you to save them for someone else, but you, with some help from Pollux, forced it down his throat with some water.
The cellar is cramped as you all squish together, only enough space for five bedrolls to be spread out. Finnick is quickly succumbing to the medication, sprawled out on the ground on his back as you do your best to clean and disinfect his wound, a dazed smile on his face as you try your best to carefully dig the teeth out of his flesh.
âWhat are you smiling at?â you ask, grabbing a small bottle disinfectant.
âYou.â
You shake your head, a small smile on your face, but your eyes are tired and he can tell. âYouâre really drugged up, arenât you?â you say, holding his leg still so he doesnât jerk away at the sting.
âIâm not,â he argues, though his words are extremely slurred.Â
You shake your head and continue to tend to his leg, wrapping the wounds in gauze and bandages before you go to sit next to him. âAll set,â you say, knees hugged close to your chest as your chin rests on them.Â
âThanks, gorgeous.â He smiles up at you, bright and cheerful, as if he didnât just almost die.Â
âGorgeous?â You give him an odd look at the name. You hadnât known each other very long, the two of you met in District 13 and only started to bond after some training together. You were a medic, originally, but you wanted to do more, be more useful.Â
Itâs not as if Finnick never complimented you. You became friends quickly, and heâd give you decent pointers on your fighting, while you taught him how to splint a broken bone or properly clean a wound. Heâd tell you how talented you were with a needle and thread, suturing up bad cuts, or that you always managed to pull off the dull gray of the District 13 uniforms. You chalked it up to his habits, left over from when he was the Capitolâs golden boy, but not much else.
âYeah. Gorgeous,â he nods, propping himself up on his arms, loopy grin still on his face.Â
You just snort, moving to get some of the food Tigris had provided the Squad and sitting down next to him again, legs criss-crossed. âYou should eat.â
âYou should eat,â he retorts lamely, taking the bread from your hands and clumsily shoving it into your face.
âWe can both eat, Finnick.â You take the bread back, splitting it and the cheese between the two of you.
The two of you eat in a comfortable silence, watching as the rest of the Squad attempt to get comfortable in the cramped space, tending to their own wounds and eating the small amount of rations Tigris could spare for you. As you eat, your mind wanders a bit to what would happen if you succeeded. If you and the Squad managed to get into the Presidentâs mansion and Katniss killed Snow.
Would you return to District 13? What would you do then? Just continue to work in medicine? Or maybe you could travel Panem? Youâve been stuck in 13 your whole life, havenât seen anything outside of the grays of the building, havenât tasted anything outside the slop they tried to pass off as food. You could visit the other districts, help rebuild some of them. You want to stay hopeful, believe that there will be a world without the Hunger Games, a world where youâre not quarantined in the walls of District 13.
Youâre snapped out your thoughts when you feel a weight in your lap, looking down to find Finnickâs head resting there.
âWhat are you doing?â you ask him quietly, glancing at the others to see if they were watching. They werenât, too distracted by their own problems or trying to rest.
âWhat are you doing? Youâre all quiet and stoic.â
âJust thinking.â
âAbout what?â he asks.
âAbout this. This whole mission. The rebellion. What will happen after,â you explain, hand idly moving to his hair, smoothing it back from his face.
âWhat do you think will happen?â
âI think we can win,â you say. âI think Katniss can kill Snow, then weâll go back to 13 and figure it out from there. What Iâm mostly worried about is what will happen after we win. To me, specifically, I guess.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âI mean Iâve been in District 13 my whole life. Iâve never known anything different. But after the rebellion, after Snowâs dead, I donât want to just stay there. But Iâm not sure where Iâd go,â you explain.
âYou could come with me,â Finnick offers.
âWhat?â
âTo District 4. With me. We could use more healing hands in 4.â He starts rambling, pretty out of it, staring distantly up at you as he talks. âAnd itâd be nice to be able to see you everyday. We could be roommates. It gets lonely in 4. I mean, I have Annie, and sheâs a great friend and all, but she needs her alone time a lot, which makes sense considering everything sheâs been through, but itâd just be nice to have someone there with me always, you know? Itâd be nice to have you with me always.â
âYouâre talking nonsense,â you laugh softly, still combing your fingers through his hair.Â
âIâm not,â he insists, sitting up.
You just shake your head, changing the subject. âYou should rest. Sleep,â you say pushing him back to lie down on the bedroll.
He grabs onto your arm, tugging you down with him. âSleep with me.â
You snort a laugh at the accidental innuendo, but move pass it, knowing he didnât mean it in that way. âIâll be okay, Finnick. Thereâs not enough space.â
âWe can share a bedroll,â he argues, still tugging at your arm.
âItâll hardly fit the both of us,â you try to reason. âSeriously, youâre injured and you need to sleep off the morphling anyway.â
âWeâll fit,â he says. âCome on, just trust me.â
âHow?â
He lies down, letting go of your arm, instead wrapping his arms around your waist and tugging you down so you were both lying on your sides, face to face, legs tangled. âThere. See, we fit.â
âFinnickââ you attempt to protest. This could hardly be comfortable for him.
âYouâre not putting any pressure on my leg, Iâll be fine,â he insists.Â
âThatâs not what I was worried about.â
âThen what?â
âThis isnâtâI donât knowâweird or awkward?â you ask.
âWhy would it be weird or awkward?â
âItâs justâ Nevermind. Try to get some sleep,â you say.
âOkay.â He lets go of it easily, pulling you closer and pressing a clumsy kiss to the top of your head.
âFinnick?â
âHm?â
âWhat wasââ you pull your head back to look at him again.
âWill you come with me?â he asks. âAfter everything?â
âTo District 4?â
âYeah. To District 4.â He nods.
âOkay.â
âOkay.â He kisses the top of your head again before settling back down onto the pillow. âGoodnight, beautiful.â
The name draws another small laugh from you. âGoodnight, Finnick.â
a/n: i'm so sorry to the anon that requested this its actually cheeks but i could not get inspired for the life of me </3
Contents! - Swearing, suggestive language, use of Y/n, alludes to Rafe's past addiction.
Summary! - You sneak out of your family's sprawling estate in a silk dress to meet your sinful boy.
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9:45 pm.
You were supposed to be with your mother and father, dazzling guests with your gorgeous smile and beautiful brain. You were not supposed to be sneaking out to meet Rafe Cameron. And you were most certainly not to be in a clandestine relationship with him.
If your father found out, he would truly have a heart attack. Not because Rafe was an asshole, or a former drug addict. But because he was simply a Kook and nothing more. He didn't come from old money like you, he wasn't a blue blood. In your father's eyes he was nothing.
But you saw something past that. You saw the real Rafe. Not the one watered down by societal pressure, or the one strung out from countless lines of coke, and definitely not the one beaten down by his sick twisted father, Ward.
You observed him in his most fragile state. He let you see him. And thus it began.
You were no stranger to illicit affairs, but you never intended to become a participant in one. Yet here you were.
At the docks, black silk dress with lace trim, saltwater pearls resting gracefully on your chest and adorning your ears.
"God, you look like trouble in pearls, I love it."
You felt your face heat up and butterflies bubble in your lower tummy. "Well aren't you ever the flirt Mr. Cameron?"
And like many times before, you watched him take in your response. Eyes shining in bliss, tips of his ears growing pink, cheeks pinching together to present his award winning smile. The smile reserved for you, the one that never failed to make you fall deep in love.
You could feel him starring at you as a comfortable silence falls over you, he knows what you're thinking. He knows the nagging guilt you feel for 'breaking the rules.'
Then you break it, the silence is over. It's now a deafening quiet with only one thing floating in the air, "What do you think they'll say if they find out what we're hiding?"
And then a scoff, he actually scoffed like that was something stupid. "You think I'm hiding it? Sweetheart, I want them to know. They can keep all their stupid rules but I'm keeping you. You're not just their pretty daughter that they can parade around to every blue blooded Ralph Lauren fedora wearing creep. You're mine and I'm yours. They'll figure it out eventually. I'll watch the world burn for you. You're not off limits to me. Not now. Not ever."
Just like that, time was frozen. Like the world stopped spinning on its axis, wind stopped dancing with the trees, nothing else existed.
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