Who: Finnick and Annie Odair When:Tonight (just before Storybrooke!) Where: Their room What: Finnick and Annie cuddle Rating: Low
Tristan had, apparently, been quite squirmy today, and had been rolling around in Annie's belly quite a bit. Finnick had let her get comfortable on the bed, and then had worked on massaging her feet, lingering there before heading up her calves. He had spooned up behind her once he was done with that, his thumbs running small circles up and down her back. But once he was done with the massaging, he had just leaned in and held her, his hands resting on the swell of her belly. He ran his hand in a small circle, as if it would do something to soothe Tristan -- which was unlikely at this point.
All the same, Finnick did start to quietly hum, because he was fairly certain that Tristan did like listening to him sing, no matter how much Katniss might have teased him about it. He kissed Annie's neck and shoulder gently as he did so.
He wished that Annie was more comfortable, but being together like this had become one of the best parts of his days. He knew this place had its imperfections and dangers, but he would weather any of them to be allowed to have this, to be able to share this time with her and Tristan.