Pairing(s): Bellamy Blake/fem!reader
Word Count: 2k
Genre: angst, fluff
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Another day on Earth, another day of work, but it wasn't as bad as it seemed. At least not for (Y/N). Being on Earth for her was like a goal that had been completed, since since she was little she had the dream of being on the Ground, but of course not everything had been like she dreamed, but she just settled for what she had achieved. (Y/N) had a small smile on her lips as she left her tent, her eyes scanning the scenery outside. It was very sunny, as Always, and as she walked through the encampment, looking for someone who needed help with something, (Y/N) heard a catcall that caught her attention, causing her to turn toward the sound.
John Murphy was staring at her with a smirk, right next to that Mbege boy. (Y/N) just kept walking, completely ignoring what had happened. It wasn't new, in fact, it happened every day. As soon as she'd set up somewhere to spend the rest of the day working, she was sure she would get a visit from him. (Y/N) couldn't help but frown at the thought, how many times would she have to say no for him to understand?
And unfortunately, she was right. Shortly after starting to help Monty and Jasper separate the food properly, Murphy appeared walking around, with the same smirk he always had on his face. (Y/N) sighed, trying to ignore the fact that he was heading toward her and would inevitably begin to talk to her.
"You're a sight for sore eyes, you know that?" he asked as he arrived in front of the table where the food was spread. It was a bit difficult not knowing something after listening to it a thousand times
"Hi Murphy." she said, forcing herself to smile at him.
The two other boys who were working with her also cast a few discreet glances at him, seeming to dislike his presence as much as she did. But anyway, Murphy didn't seem to notice that he wasn't very welcome there. As she tried to continue working to see if the boy would leave, she felt her hand being held.
"Maybe we could go out together later."
(Y/N) smiled. "I did what I could." she said, leaving the cloth beside her. "I just clean, the whole healing thing is with Clarke."
They laughed at each other, not speaking for a few seconds. The girl noticed one of the wounds bleeding again, bringing her own hand to wipe it, rubbing her finger there lightly. (Y/N) felt his gaze burn in her more than she had ever felt.
She pulled her hand from his face, lowering it to her lap, but Bellamy took it halfway, entwining his fingers with hers and placing them on his knee. (Y/N) felt her cheeks heat up with the contact. She had already held his hand a few times, usually for support, when some of them were scared or upset, but that wasn't the occasion and she could see it in his eyes. His touch was gentle, unlike Murphy's, just as the smile he gave her.
"(Y/N)." his husky voice woke her from her thoughts.
"Yes?"
"I beat Murphy for you." Bellamy paused, seeming to decide what his next words would be. "I did it for you, but I kind of had a selfish reason too."
(Y/N) frowned. "How so?"
He pressed his lips together before giving a chuckle and lowered his gaze to their hands. "I couldn't stand to see him bothering you."
"He made everyone uncomfortable." she nodded, cutting him off.
"I couldn't stand seeing him making you uncomfortable the way he did." he continued, turning his gaze to her. "Or the thought that maybe you'd end up accepting to be with him."
(Y/N) felt her heart race slightly and a small smile involuntarily appeared on her face. Why did he felt so troubled by the possibility of she going out with Murphy? As if he could see the question in her eyes, he went on, his eyes focused on her to see her reactions.
"You're my closest friend." the words made her feel a little hurt, her smile fading. What else did she expect? He was just a worried friend. "I care about you." he nodded to himself. "More than I should."
Okay, what the hell did he mean by that? Couldn't he be straightforward at least once? "What do you mean?" she asked, feeling her heart race once more. Don't get your hopes up.
Bellamy gave her a quick smile, his eyes staring at something in her face. Her lips. Oh, is he going to do that? His eyes looked once more at hers before looking at her lips again. (Y/N) didn't have much time to think or make assumptions of what would happen next, for soon Bellamy was already pressing his lips gently against hers in a peck.
"I like you." he said, leaning his forehead against hers, now stroking her fingers that were tangled in his. Straightforward. Finally.
(Y/N) smiled broadly as she absorbed what was happening. "So..." she cleared her throat. "Were you jealous?"
Bellamy rolled his eyes, an amused smile on his lips. "How funny." he leaned back against the wall, letting go of her hands, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Oh, don't be like that." (Y/N) crawled around to sit beside him, his eyes never leaving her. She hesitantly leaned on his shoulder. "I like you too."
She kept her eyes staring ahead of her, but she felt one of Bellamy's arms wrapping around her. (Y/N) could feel a smile forming on his face as he leaned his head on top of hers, giving a small kiss on her hair. Maybe she'd been annoyed by Murphy all that time it was good in the end.
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