something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue

1: the proposal

(Nope, not the kind of proposal related to marriage that you had in mind.. or maybe exactly what you had in mind, you dirty-minded little-"

"I'd like for you to spend a night with my fiancé"

{Tuesday, 2 months and 2 days until the wedding}

Lexa looked at her best friend in utter confusion.. What did he mean by that? Surely not what she.. No.

"Like a sleepover? Get to know each other kind of thing?" She smiled, innocently nodding towards Clarke. Who by the way wasn't meeting Lexa's gaze, rather than looking a little embarrassed almost just staring down at her fingernails scraping lightly on the bar table. Lexa took her straw in between her plush lips and taking a sip of this unusually bitter vodka red bull.

"Nh.. No as in, have sex with her." he stated, like as if it was nothing? Just a simple favor like 'please pass me the salt' no, bad analogy, this was more like, 'hey getting married to the salt, would you like to have sex with it before we get married'. What the hell???

Lexa almost choked on her drink.

"Bell.. What?" Lexa sounded super unsure.

"I- I told him it was crazy!" Clarke chimed in, quick as ever, and it didn't stop there. "Not that there's something crazy about wanting to have s- you know" she used her hands to gesture up and down towards Lexa, admiring her beauty, " I mean you're- wow! and all and I- fuck sorry, I told him this was crazy".

Bellamy put a reassuring hand on Clarke's knee, gently caressing to calm his soon-to-be-wife. Clarke cleared her voice "A-hem, it was just..."

"Just, she felt.. bored, or in need of something adventurous? And you.. well, you're a woman of many things and we thought you'd be up for the.. challenge?" Bellamy said weakly. "As my best-man, or best-woman, or whatever I give you full permission to give the love of my life a night she'll remember, after all she has to be tied down with me forever after it" He laughed.

"It was his idea and I shouldn't have agreed, I'm so sorry Lexa we should've taken your feelings in to consideration this is on us I'm so-"

"Sure."

Clarke's eyes widened.

"Now, Lexa listen you don't have to do that" Clarke reassured her.

"Clarke" Lexa laughed, not sure she's actually processing what the hell is going on. "May I have a word with your man?"

Clarke quickly nodded and stood up, "Gotta pee anyways, so- heh" she was blushing and facing the floor as she paced fast as she could towards the ladies room.

-

It smelled awful, like beer and piss and too much cheap perfume. Clarke was using her hands to fan her overheating face.

"Here" The woman next to her had noticed and was handing her one of those fans you unfold that she pulled out of her makeup bag. 

The woman was beautiful, big, untamed auburn hair. Big eyes and a gentle smile.

"You good, love?" She had a southern accent.

"Oh" Clarke was clearly stirred, "You wouldn't believe".

"I swear these are the stories you only hear in bar bathrooms, lay it on me! Luna, by the way".

Clarke was fanning her face quickly and catching her breath.

"My fiancé, he just sat me down with one of his best-men, who by the way is a woman, stunning- but not the point. And get this, asked her to have sex with me!"