Ocean Eyes | Finnick Odair x Reader | ~ ON HIATUS

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(A/N: just remember to tell me if I have any mistakes! I will take no offence!)

I feel my hair whipping against the wind, I smell the salty and familiar smell of the ocean, I feel the sand between my fingers... I felt at home, at peace.

I know what today is... well who didn't? I wasn't scared for what was going to happen to me, but more of what would happen to my family. My two sisters. They're the only family I know since my parents died when I was at a young age. They are everything to me, they have helped me through everything.

I heard footsteps coming towards me, I knew who it was. I took my eyes of the receding waves at turned my head to see Kaya, her red tipped hair whipping in wind, just like mine. She looked like a model, well she always does. I have always considered her to be the prettier twin, whereas I was always the stronger twin. We were identical but I refused to believe that I looked as stunning as she is. 

She took her place next to me, and draped her arm on my shoulder as I leaned into her. Her embrace made me feel safe and warm. 

"I think we should go home to Manon now." She said in a whisper, it was so quiet I wouldn't of been able to hear her if I weren't so close to her.

I slowly nod. She takes her arm off me and I sit up straight, once she is up she holds out her hand for me to take. I never take my hand out of hers as we make our way back home in complete silence, listening to the morning birds chirp and the waves crash, both thinking the same thought, and I'm sure Manon was too.

We made it home in no time as we only like 2 blocks away, I spotted Manon in the kitchen already cooking breakfast, a worried expression took on her face. Once the door shut and Kaya locked it, Manon had looked up from cutting up an apple. Her expression softened and was now full of relief. She made her way over to me, her arms enveloping  me in a warm hug. I was confused... what had happened?

"I was worried when I couldn't find you so I sent Kaya out to look for you." She finally said after about 20 seconds of us silently hugging. 

"I'm ok, don't worry about me." I said. No evident expression on my face as both of my siblings look at me sadly, they know I am suffering inside, I just refuse to show and tell others my feelings.

"Ok, come eat breakfast. Both of you... you need it." She moved away from me and lead us to the dining table. 

She had made an egg for both of us and cut up some fresh fruit. We sat in silence most of the time, before I had begun to speak to lighten the mood.

"What's going to be for dinner? Can we maybe have salmon? I can catch it!" I said enthusiastically. They looked confused, as if I had just said something shocking. "What?!" I say, their eyes now fully focused on me.

"I- I mean- Yeah sure if that's what you want to have." Manon finally said looking back down at her food, Kaya simply nodded with a smile, worry still evident in her eyes. 

I finished my food, thanked Manon for making the meal and headed to my room when I found a beautiful coral red dress - my favourite color - and on the floor beneath the dress were a pair of white sandals. I found my shell necklace that my mom had made for me a few months she had passed away. 

I gently placed the clothing over my body, the dress hugged the top half of my body and was flowy down the bottom. The shoes fit perfectly. I soon made my way down stairs to see Manon doing Kaya's hair. She looked beautiful. Her sky blue dress identical to mine just another color. Her shoes exactly like mine. Manon had weaved her hair, it was in a braid that wrapped around her head, most of her straight hair still lying across her back, perfectly smoothed. 

Manon did my hair the exact same, the only thing that you could tell the difference between us was our natural hair, Kayas hair was straight whereas mine was wavy, she also had dyed tips, I didn't. I always wanted to look like her, who wouldn't?

Once our hair was done we were lead from our house to the square by peacekeepers. I looked to my left to see my twin with tears in her eyes, I know she hated this, not just for us, but for everyone. I reached out to grab her hand and gave her a reassuring squeeze when she took it. She looked at me, tears still evident in her eyes and gave me a grateful smile. We held hands until we had finally reached the square.