I swear fealty to you (Clexa fanfic)

Part 27

Clarke POV:

I woke up with Lexa holding me in her arms. She was still asleep but I turned to look at her. Her brown hair draped over her face. I reached over and moved some of her hair out of the way so I could see her precious face. She squirmed at the motion but didn't open her eyes.

"Good morning Lex," I whispered to her, well it was actually actually myself because she was asleep. I smiled at her sleeping form before getting out of bed.

"Stay with me" a groggy, sleepy, and raspy voice said behind me, her light touch barely holding onto my hand as my back came off of the bed. But it was enough to convince me to lay back down.

I crawled back into bed next to her as her eyes fluttered open. "Good morning Clarke" she said, still wrestling to fight the sleep that was slowly taking her over again. "Good morning Lex" I replied with a smile as I watched her eyes struggle to open. "You already said that," she said with a smirk and my cheeks went red.

"You heard me?" I questioned, really hoping she didn't. "Yeah, as soon as you turned over I regained some amount of consciousness" Lexa said as she was able to keep her eyes open. "And you just pretended to be asleep?" I questioned.

"It was too cute to interrupt," she said, shrugging but with a cute little smile. "Aw Woods, do you think I'm cute?" I said, teasing her. " I think you are very cute" she whispered in my ear before getting out of bed.

My cheeks were burning up and my stomach was doing constant loops. I let out a shaky breath before getting up myself.

We went downstairs where my mom was making breakfast. "So, what do you guys have planned for today?" She asked. "Um, I'm not sure" I responded, looking at Lexa but she had a big, stupid smile on her face that only meant trouble.

"Clarke has to complete her project today" she said, still holding a big smirk across her face. My eyes went wide at the realization that that was today, "no" I whined at her.

"What is this project and why do you hate it so much?" My mom said, now very interested.

Me and Lexa shared awkward looks before my mom said "you know what, never mind, I don't want to know" putting her hands up in surrender as she exited the kitchen.

Narrator POV:

After they finished breakfast Clarke and Lexa were cleaning up while Abby left for her shift at the hospital. Clarke was washing the dishes when Lexa came up behind her after wiping the table down.

"Stop stalling," Lexa said while basically breathing into her neck and sending chills down Clarke's spine. "Hey, I'm not stalling," Clarke responded, lying through her teeth. "You have been washing that plate for five minutes Clarke, I think it's clean" Lexa said laughing at her.

Clarke put the plate away, a little embarrassed and said "fine, I was stalling," with a defeated look because she really didn't want to do her project. Lexa nodded to her before saying "well, let's stop that" while grabbing her hand and leading her outside.

It was a beautiful day. The sun was out but it wasn't beaming too hard, the air was warm but had a slight breeze.

"Take off your shirt," Lexa said. Clarke looked at her skeptically with a smile and raised her eyebrows in question. "Not like that dummy, it will be easier without the flow and friction of your shirt" Lexa said like it was obvious.

"Oh" Clarke said, blushing and looking away from the brunette. "You have a dirty mind" Lexa said as she slid her shirt off. Clarke followed until they were both in a sports bra and shorts.

"Ok," Lexa said, holding up her hands, "punch my hand." Clarke balled her fist and hit one of Lexa's hands.

Lexa let out a chuckle at Clarke's weak punch. "What?" Clarke asked, embarrassed of her hit. "Make a fist" Lexa instructed as Clarke followed intensely. But she obviously did it wrong.