Kiss me, Not

The Honeymoon

"Dear passengers, this is your captain speaking. We are currently experiencing some turbulence. Please ensure that your seat belt is tightly fasten...."

This should be my honeymoon... Why does i feels like it wasn't?

Clarke pouted, directing her eyes back on the sleeping brunette beside her.

Ever since the plane took off, Lexa's already fast asleep. I thought this is gonna be our special holiday together. Why am I the only one who seems to be excited?

She pouted some more as she watches the girl stir in her sleep. Clarke suddenly had a bright idea and leaned in, slowly brushing her hand up on the girl's arm and then pouts her lips for a kiss. When she found pairs of eyes amusingly watching her from across the aisle, she stopped abruptly.

"Go on. Kiss her," one of older man said.

"Don't be shy. It's so sweet!" The woman beside him said.

She giggled and sunk back on her seat. "That was so embarrassing." She looks at Lexa again, who never moved an inch, "Lexaaa..." Tugging on her blouse.

Lexa grunted and pulled her arm away.

"Lexxaaaa... Wake up. It's our honeymoon. Why are you sleeping? You should be enjoying it with me," she whined, pulling the girl closer to her.

The brunette grunted as she removes her eye mask, giving Clarke the eye. "I am not enjoying this one bit, Clarke. What I need right now is sleep. Can you please be quiet and give me some peace of mind!" She pulled down her eye mask again and turns away from the frowning blonde.

"Why is she being so mean again?" Clarke pouted some more until her eyes landed on the video camera that Indra gave them. She turned it on and noticed a video in it. She pressed play.

*A month ago*

"Look here please!"

Clarke leaned against Lexa who stiffly leaned away.

"Please step closer Mr and Mrs Woods. You need to look lovely on this wedding photos." The photographer advised.

"Yeah! It's like you're not getting marry," Octavia added as she stood by the sideline with Raven.

Anya folded her arms and shakes her head, "come on guys! It's getting hot in here! Just get it over with!"

Lexa shot Anya a look and looks down on Clarke who have her arms around her.

"Aren't you happy, Lexa?"

The brunette rolled her eyes, "we don't need this, Clarke," taking a step back, seemingly looking around by the sudden bustle in the bush.

"What do you mean we don't need this? We need a souvenir for our wedding!" The blonde frowned, giving Lexa a good look.

"Wifey, please take a step closer to Clarke-..."

"Hey! Who are you to call Lexa Wifey? I'm the only one who can call her that!" Clarke shouted at the photographer, sending Lexa to look away half smiling amusingly.

Gosh, Clarke. Seriously?

Lexa grunted loudly, "fine fine. Let's get this over with." And pulled Clarke in her arms and faces the camera smiling widely.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

"Awesome! Let's try some shots by the garden. We can do fun pose. Come on."

The troupe followed the photographer and the crew to the garden maze and asked Clarke to walk around the maze and Lexa to stay put at one spot. Then she pulled out a ladder and climb on the top to take a top view of the couple.