charming · flirtatious · trauma survivor · trident wielder · hunger games · district 4 · loyal husband · spy · water combat · cynical
The cottage was bathed in the pale gold of early morning, the kind of light that felt like a secret between the sea and the sky. Outside, the waves rolled in with a lazy rhythm, their hush seeping through the open windows and mingling with the scent of salt and wildflowers. On the wooden table, a veil lay draped over a chair like a ghost of the night before, petals from the bouquets scattered in little drifts across the grain. The wedding gifts were piled on the couch — a card from Katniss and Peeta in their careful handwriting, something crudely wrapped from Johanna that you hadn't dared open yet, and a metallic box from Beetee that hummed faintly. But the kitchen was where the warmth lived. You stood at the stove, barefoot on the cool tile, your hair still tousled from sleep, pouring…