#JOHN-MURPHY
Pairings: John x Reader
Status: Couple
Storyline: Everyone loved you, but no one liked your boyfriend John. When he gets hurt no one cares except for you. John is worried you're going to leave him.
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"Hello darling, what are you up to?" Atom asks as you gather some wood sticks.
"What do I look like I'm doing?" You smile and shake your head.
"Right. Where's your other half?" People tend to call Murphy your other half because you were always together.
"He went to get more water, he's supposed to be back at camp by now." You say starting to get worried that he isn't back. Atom takes the sticks out of your hands seeing you were struggling with them. "Thanks."
"I was expecting you to be with Murphy, not Atom," Bellamy comments after seeing you come out of the woods with his right-hand man. Bellamy smiles at you. You simply shake your head not finding his remark funny. "I was kidding darling!"
Most of the boys at camp call you darling for no particular reason. And, you hated it.
It was past 4 o'clock and your half wasn't back yet. You ask people around camp if they have seen him but they just shrug or whispered, "I don't care."
"Finn! Did you see Murphy?"
"No. Sorry. What are you even doing with him anyway? You deserve better darling."
"No, no I don't. Thanks for nothing." You needed to find him.
"Woah, where you going, darling?"
"Bellamy, stop calling me that. And, I'm going to search for my boyfriend." You said, anger growing in you.
You were about to go out the gate when Clarke stopped you. "Take this, might be helpful." She hands you a flashlight, you thank her and start your search.
"John! John?" You called. "Murphy, answer me!"
"Y-Y/N, h-he-here."
You follow his voice until you find him barely breathing underneath the moss. "Oh my God! What happened, your face, John."
You stand him up and put his arms around your shoulders. You made it back to the camp in no time. "GUYS! Help me please!" Everyone looked but no one moved, your eyes were burning from holding in the tears. "Bellamy! Atom!"
They didn't move. "Y/N, stop. They don't want to help me." John whispers. You bring him in your tent with difficulty.
You wash his wounds, and face, crying while doing so. John fell asleep minutes ago. You kiss his forehead before leaving to pour out the bloody water. "Y/N?"
"No. I'm not talking to you. You all wonder why I'm with him well let me tell you why. John is just like me, okay? You seem to accept the fact that I murdered to survive but you can't accept he did the same? That's just stupid." You yell the last part in Bellamy's face.
"I just think you deserve someone better than him." You push him out of the way back into your tent.
You install your jacket on the floor and make or try to get yourself comfortable. You wanted John to sleep well before recovering.
"DARLING! MURPHY! Get up, it's time to eat."
John was awake, "hey. How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay, I guess. Thanks, Y/N." You were surprised when he uses a cold tone. You shrug it off and walk out to get your ration.
You bring John's too, he takes it. "What is wrong with you? I know you were attacked by the grounders and I know it hurts but you don't have to be cold nor rude."
"That's far behind the point, Y/N."
You look at him, who was staring down at his hands. You realize people didn't even notice you guys were out. "Talk to me, please."
"I- I just want to know how much time I have left with you before you leave me for someone better." You choked on your apple piece.
"Murphy, what the fuck are you talking about?"
"Stop it. I heard the conversation you had with Bellamy yesterday. He's right, you do deserve someone better than a psychotic murderer as a boyfriend."
You start laughing. "John, if you're a psychotic murderer what does that make me? I swear to you, if you wouldn't already be injured I'd slap you across the face for thinking that I might leave you."
"Why won't you?" He asks, looking at you. You could see the pain in his eyes.
"Because I love you. Only you. You have saved me so many times that I lost count. You're the first person who saw me for who I was. I can't live without you, John Murphy. You're my half, the missing part I've always been searching for. I don't ever want you to think I'm going to leave you ever again. I'm here to stay and so are you." He looks at you, then smiles. His arms reach behind your neck to pull you closer to him.
"I love you so much, you have no idea." He whispers against your hair.
"I love you too my psychotic murderer." You laugh and gently kiss his scratch on his pretty face.
