" Sexy isn't a shape, it's an attitude..." -unknown FINNICK GREEN I trailed slowly behind Killian, leaves and grass crunching beneath my feet as I took tentative footsteps behind him. My heart was hammering in my throat and I'd nervously and very much awkwardly constantly adjust my glasses all while sucking in my lip and chewing it as if it were gum. They were probably the definition of red at this point but I didn't care, my anxiety was at its peak. What was weird was although I was heavily nervous, just his smell would calm me down at the same time. It was simply weird and just unexplainable. He stopped but I must've zoned out so much that I didn't notice he stopped walking causing me to stumble into his back. My glasses fell off my face and I blushed looking down with a squ