The 100 Imagines

Protective

•Octavia & Jaspar•

He watched her with admiration as she took the first step out of the dropship and onto Earth.

Octavia Blake.

The girl who lived under the floor for being born. She was famous amongst the 100, and so was her overly protective brother, Bellamy.

Jaspar knew it wasn't going to be easy to win Octavia over if her brother was stalking her everywhere. But he wasn't going to let her slip. So he jumped off the ramp and followed after her.

"Hey! Octavia right?" Jaspar asked once he caught up to her.

She turned around to see the goofy boy with the goggles pushing his hair out of his eyes.

"Yea. Jaspar right?" She smiled up at him, stepping closer.

"Wanna go on a little adventure?" She whispered close to his ear, taking ahold of his hand and gently pulling him towards the woods. Jaspar thought he had finally done it, but Bellamy had been watching them.

"O, no one leaves this camp until I know that it's safe."

Octavia let out a grunt and she let go of Jaspar's hand brushing past him.

"Sorry Jaspar."

Jaspar grabbed hold of her arm, stopping her from leaving.

"'Meet me here at sundown."

She smirked, nodding at him, before slipping away to Bellamy, who put his arm around her shoulder and walked back to the dropship.

Someone placed their arm round Jaspar's shoulder, causing him to spook. But once he turned around, he saw Monty.

"You did it Jaspar."

"Yea... I did it."