#crestingcresta

crestingcresta submitted:

The thing is, he’s sick before he even goes to the Capitol. He’d insisted it was nothing but a tickle, kissed her goodbye and waved off the flask of tea she’d held out to him. She spends the weekend worrying, mending things on the boat and chewing her nails down to the quick until Mags brings him home. As soon as she puts her arms around him his knees give way, and thank God she has more strength in her skinny frame than she used to because he’s heavy. Heavy and a pale greyish shade of green.

“Mags?” But the woman shakes her head, throat catching on her words as she waves her hands and hobbles off up the beach. Finnick gives a weak cough, tries to stand and stumbles. The infection has moved to his chest. “Oh, darling.” She’d asked him not to go. He just mumbles her name, burrowing into her shoulder as she leads him through to their bedroom and tucks him up.

“Don’t leave me.” He sounds wrecked, but he always does when he’s been working, and well… She never could stop herself from doing everything he asks. If she gets sick so be it, she thinks, as she clambers into the bed beside him and presses her cool body against his boiling skin.

“Don’t you want anything?” Feels how smooth his cheek is against her head as he sighs, says no. She hates that. She hates how they strip him of all his hair. Loves his stubble, chest hair, leg hair, the line of curls from his belly into his underwear when it all grows back. It means he’s hers.

     "If we had, I believe I'd remember the hair.

       “And what do you think you’re forgetting?” Hands on her hips, Annie’s mouth twisted in a fond smile as she looked up at him. She had a sneaking feeling it would have something to do with kisses, or with jewellery, or perhaps the green jumper she’d stuffed under her bed that morning. Well, if he was going to be away for a long time, she needed something of his to keep her anchored.

"That's the thing. I can't remember what it was!" Unable to keep his lips from splitting into a cheeky grin, Finnick began fidgeting with his hands as he fought to come up with something. He did his best at pretending to ponder the thought further, but he knew full well that he wasn't fooling anyone.

Damn. Annie was on to him and his charming ways. There'd be no surprises today, but perhaps next time around he'd be able to switch it up... He had plenty of time to think about it and make plans, at least.

 hi hello yes! we totally should (:

Opinion on;

Character in general: Annie Cresta. Part me likes her and the other part is like "uuuughhh"How they play them: I like your take on Annie. (: It's refreshing~The Mun: I'm sorry I don't really know you but you seem like a pretty chill person. (:

Do I:

RP with them: Not yetWant to RP with them: Yes! (:

What is my;