Kiss me, Not

The Proposal

"Mom!"

"Gustus!"

"Indra..."

"Charlotte! Quick!... Gustus hold my hand. Look at me. Don't lose on me! Honey honey, look at me. Please."

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"Well! This is fun!" Octavia clapped, eyeing everyone at the booth.

Everybody looked at her with a strange look. Clarke sagged deeper, squirming in discomfort - Wishing for the floor to swallow her and end this awful day.

"Are you all gonna stare at each other or are you gonna order?" Lexa asked impatiently.

"Yes! Yes!" Clarke flared desperately, making everybody looked at everybody chanting their orders.

Once Lexa left, Raven elbowed the blonde who was having a life crisis.

"Not right now, Rae."

Raven smirked and then frowned seeing Finn elbowing Darren out of the booth.

"Finn! Behave!"

Finn bowed his head and stole deathly glares at the snickering boy.

"Raven, this is a disaster!"

"Relax, Princess. What could possibly go wrong?"

"Oh I could think of many things!"

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"No! Clarke wants more!"

"No she doesn't need anymore because she had enough, Finn."

"How would you know? Did you asked her? Hey Clarke-..."

"I told you she had enough!"

"What is your problem?!"

Clarke covers her ears from the continuous childish banters. She wants to get out of here, right now.

"Hey, Clarke. Wanna share fries with me?" Darren flashed his boyish grin and pushed the fries basket across the table.

Finn and Bellamy snapped their heads at him.

And the banters continues, Clarke banged his fists on the table attracting all eyes.

"I'm going to the washroom," she whispered shakily.

Once leaving the table, her chest depleted in relieve. She leaned against the wall by the small corridor and took a deep breath. This is not how she wanted to spend her weekend. All she wanted was a quiet afternoon, watching that girl.

"Clarke."

She stood straighter, "Lexa."

Lexa folded her arms and narrowed her eyes, "Better tell your lover boys to quiet down before Nyko chases them away."

She groaned and fall back onto the wall, "I didn't know they'll be here, Lexa. I swear!"

The brunette leaned in, "if you don't want to interrupt my work then you know what to do."

Clarke swallowed, Lexa's scent was fogging her mind that she suddenly felt light headed. She nodded promptly and opened the washroom before she can hyperventilate how close Lexa was.

"Are you feeling okay there, Griffin?"

Leaning against the closed door her chest was still rising, "Yes! I- I'm fine."

"Alright," and a faint snicker escaped behind the door.

Everytime, Clarke. Every-single damn-time.