You and Me, Forever | Bellamy Blake

unity night

Words: 2009

After Clarke calmed down, Bellamy and I convinced her to go lie down in her tent to calm down some more. I spotted Finn watching me across camp, so I turned to Bellamy.

"Hey, I'm going to go talk to my brother. I'll find you later?" I asked as I looked up at him.

Bellamy smiled down at me. "Yeah. I'll be in my tent."

I smiled back before turning and making my way towards Finn. I slowed my pace the closer I got to my brother. He was squatting down on the edge of camp and picked at the grass beneath his feet.

"Hey, Finny," I said, using my nickname for him from when we were kids.

I heard him chuckle, bringing a smile to my face. I sat next to him on the ground and brought my knees up to my chest.

"I'm sorry, Finn... I should have trusted that you knew what you were doing with the Grounders. I just get scared, especially after you got stabbed," I felt tears forming but I forced myself to talk. "You're my little brother, and I can't lose you."

Finn looked over at me and frowned when he saw my tears. "Come here," he said as he held his arms open for me.

I fell into his embrace and clung to him. I let silent cries escape as I tightened my grip around my brother, almost afraid to let go.

"You're not going to lose me, Stella. I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere," Finn whispered into my hair.

I shook my head. "You can't promise me that. We don't know what tomorrow will bring."

Finn stayed silent, clearly considering my words. I pulled back slightly and laid my head on his chest as his arm stayed around my shoulders. I reached up and wiped the tears that had fallen.

"I'm going to go get some sleep, and you should, too," I said as I stood up.

Finn stood and wrapped his arms around me again to pull me into a hug. I smiled when he pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"I love you, Stel Bell," he grinned.

I rolled my eyes as a grin forced its way onto my face. "I love you, too, Finny."

The two of us laughed before parting ways and making our way to our tents. Well, I made my way to Bellamy's tent.

• sexual content ahead •

When I walked in, I was quiet just in case he was sleeping. To my surprise, Bellamy was lying down in just his boxers, with one arm propped behind his head. He was awake.

"Surprised you're still awake," I said honestly.

Bellamy looked up and watched me as I stripped down to his t-shirt and my underwear. "I was worried about you."

I raised a brow as a smirk crossed my face. "Bellamy Blake was worried about someone other than himself?" I teased as I crawled onto the bed, hovering over him.

"Ha ha, very funny," Bellamy rolled his eyes at me.

I grinned as I pressed a kiss to his lips. I was holding myself up with my hands on either side of his head on the pillow. Bellamy reached up and gripped my face with both hands as he kissed me back.

I moaned softly and gripped the pillow when he bucked his hips up towards me. I felt him smirk against my lips before he pulled back.

There was no light in the tent, but the soft glow from the fire roaring outside illuminated enough that I could see his face, but just barely.