in which a girl fighting
her own demons finds
a boy willing to fight
them for her
s1-4
Bellamy Blake x fem!oc
Started: 04/06/20
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The sound of bottles clinking filled the room as Aurelia ruffled through her bag, looking for the healing balm that Avalon had given her all those weeks ago.
For a brief period of time, her scarred leg had felt better following the incident at Mount Weather, but with the situation with Pike and the threat from ALIE, Aurelia had forgotten to continue dressing her leg daily, and now the slight discomfort had come back to irritate her.
The girl finally found the small pot full of a green paste and pulled it out of the bag with a small cheer of triumph. The door of the bedroom opened as she rolled up the leg of her trousers, and Aurelia looked up to find Bellamy walking in as he shrugged off his guard jacket and threw it over the back of a chair.
"Hey Bubba," she softly greeted as she smiled at him. "How was your shift?"
"It was okay," he responded as his eyes fell to her exposed leg. "What are you doing?"
"Uh," she held up the small pot in her hand. "The scar is hurting a little so I'm dressing it."
"Here, I'll do it," he offered as he moved to sit on the bed, then pulled the girl's legs on his lap.
Aurelia nodded as she gingerly handed the pot to the boy, before grabbing a pillow to hug it close to herself. The cold contact of the ointment caused her to wince slightly, causing Bellamy's head to fly up in alarm. "Did I hurt you?"
"No," she chuckled slightly. "It's just a little cold."
"Sorry," he mumbled as his gaze moved back to her leg, and began to carefully cover the scarred areas in green.
Aurelia furrowed her brows as she watched Bellamy work, the expression on his face unreadable. She chose to not comment on it, brushing it off as him simply concentrating on not hurting her.
"Done," he finally said as he held onto her ankle softly with his free hand. "Do you need to cover it up or anything?"
"Yeah, I just need to bandage it." He held out his hand after wiping off any remaining balm on his fingers, and only withdrew after Aura placed the roll of bandages in his palm.
"Hey," she softly spoke after he finished bandaging her leg, her right hand softly grasping his chin to turn his head towards her. His eyes connected with hers, and she saw a hint of sadness as he gazed at her. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
