Bellamy sighed as she brought Clarke back down to the ground. He settled her down on her feet with a smirk.
The two didn't even say anything before they turned to start walking back to camp.
"I am very mad at you." Clarke told him, with a fake-angry tone.
"Oh. Don't be mad. I'm sorry, Princess." Bellamy stuck out his lower lips and make puppy dog eyes, which only made Clarke laugh.
"That - that was pretty cute." Clarke told him, her sentence broken apart in between laughs.
"Did you just call me cute?" Bellamy asked her.
"I think I just did." Clarke told him with a small grin.
"Well, in that case it's okay for me to tell you that you look good, right?" Bellamy asked.
"Yeah. It always had been."
"Good, because I was dieing to say it." Bellamy continued. "You look amazing today."
Clarke felt her cheeks turn red.
"Blushing, I see." Bellamy's smile grew bigger.
Clarke laughed. "I think you live to embarrass me." She playfully nudged him with her shoulder.
Bellamy chuckled and then smiled. "Princess, I live to love you."
Clarke smiled, and then felt the redness in her cheeks brighten.
This time, Bellamy didn't say anything about it. Even though Clarke knew that he saw.
"Clarke?" Bellamy stopped walking, causing Clarke to stop walking, too.
"Yes?" Clarke asked, the smile still on her face.
"C-Can I ask you something?" Bellamy asked, slightly nervous.
Author's Note: Cliffhanger, anyone?
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The Games ~ Book 3 ~ (The 100/Bellarke)
Fanfic'The Games' book 3. Must read book one and two in order to understand. Clarke and Bellamy have confessed their love for each other. Octavia lost Lincoln, and Miller carries the guilt of taking the life of Octavia's first love. Monty meets a special...
