Bellarke One-Shots

'Till the End of Time

Authors note, so we've all read the stories about Bellamy and Clarke crashing on the deserted Earth and leading it to its former glory. Now who's ready to read a new story, one about Clarke and Bellamy bracing for death and the end, quite literally, of the world, their undying love being their only comfort as the bombs and waves of radiation slowly destroy everything.

Clarke's POV

I stood frozen as though time itself had stopped. It almost had, in a weird way. The bombs had gone off only moments ago, the ones meant to destroy the world, and to end it indefinitely. Those like us, who hadn't made it to the shelter and chose instead to let other family members go, were just standing above ground in an odd, forced peacefulness. Around the world, some people had probably been obliterated immediately by the bombs and the rest of us were going to die soon, probably of radiation poisoning. Bellamy and I, however, had survived the blast, so currently we were just riding it out. We were waiting for death and staring horrifiedly at what was left of our broken and polluted world, transfixed with the terrifying realization that this truly was the end of the world. The end of us.

"Hey," Bellamy said softly, reaching his hand out to my unnerved body. "You're shaking."

He was right, my whole body was buzzing with the trauma of watching the end, the faint hopes my parents and Octavia had made it to the shelter, and the worries of what lay ahead for us above the scorched and dying ground. "I'll be fine." I said warily looking out the window of my mom and dad's small house or it was theirs, now it is just another structure that survived, I guess. Good thing my dad was an engineer who had anticipated a nuclear war and built our house based on his theories. Then again, is waiting for the inevitability of death to come really living or just a miserable prolonged existence?

Bellamy extended his arms and wrapped them slowly around me. A gesture meant to calm me, so I tried to lose myself in him. Breathing in deeply to smell him and feeling his soft, dark curly hair. I closed my eyes as if to pretend this is just another nightmare produced from the rumors that had been spreading about nuclear bombs, but when I opened my eyes again, I found my situation to be real life. I was going to die and so was Bellamy. Billions had already died and billions more were about to as well. It was hard to picture your world ending, and it was worse to live it.

"What should we do today?" Bellamy asked casually as though it was any other day.

I laughed. I couldn't help it. Maybe I was mad, but I found it so horrifying funny that I couldn't help but laugh. The world was ending, theoretically we had a whole planet to ourselves until we died. We could do anything and everything, and yet nothing at all really.

"Lay in your arms." I murmured into his chest. By now we had found a comfortable position on the sofa. 

"All day?" He asked kissing the top of my head.

"Until the end." I said firmly. When I though of dying in Bellamy's arm, it became just a little more bearable.

"I'm probably going to have to pee between now and the end." Bellamy said and I didn't even have to look up to know he was smiling.

"You're ridiculous." I said laughing.

"Yeah, but you are laughing even though a bomb just went off." Bellamy said lightly.

"Let's talk about something else. I'm sick of waiting for a morbid and inevitable death. Tell me something good, Bellamy." I pleaded. The anxiety was eating me up. I wanted to get lost in a conversation, like I usually did when Bellamy and I talked through all hours of the night most nights.

"It was going to be the best one ever." He said completely randomly with no context, "We were going to go to the movie theater where we met five years ago. Remember? You were walking down the aisle and you slipped and spilled your coke all over me. You apologized like a million times and then tried to wipe it up but ended up just rubbing my p-"

"-Yes I remember I was there and it was terribly life scarring." I said slightly annoyed. He always told this story because he knew how much I hated it and how embarrassed I get just remembering.

"Anyway then we were going to go to our spot by the lake and I was going to give you a really long and nervous rambling speech about how much I loved you and how I always would. How when I saw my future it was always with you in. Then I was going to get down on one knee and you would scream in surprise and I would hand you a ring pop and ask you to marry me. You probably would have slapped me on the shoulder for the joke and then I would pull out the real ring with pride because I spent forever saving up all the money to buy it and it was a really nice ring. You'd say 'yes, yes a million times yes' and we would kiss. We were supposed to get married. I wasted time waiting for the 'right time.'"Bellamy finished looking down sadly.

"Bellamy," I said quietly with tears pooling in my eyes, "we aren't dead yet." When Bellamy's eyes widened in shock, I smiled mischievously.

"Are you saying..." He began sounding confused.

"Let's get married." I said determinedly.

He stared at me like I was crazy. "Okay." He said with a smile and pulled a ring out of his pocket. I gasped at the thought, he had actually bought a ring and he carried it around with him. "Clarke Griffin," he paused dramatically, lowering himself to the floor so he was blended on one knee, "will you marry me?" He asked arm extended out with a ring grasped in his shaking hands.

"Yes, yes," I said dropping to the floor so we were both on one knee, kneeling on the ground. "a million times yes." He laughed when I finished mocking him and leaned forward to kiss me on the forehead. Then Bellamy slowly put the ring on my ring finger. I smiled down at it sadly. If only we had more time. If only my family and his was here to share the good news with. If only we could actually get married in a big church. If only, if only, if only.

When Bellamy's arms embraced me in a warm hug, however, the rest of the world and all its troubles melted away, and when he looked into my eyes it was as though we truly were the only two people left on earth. So I leaned forward and kissed Bellamy hard on the mouth until time stood still, allowing a final true loves kiss.

BAM!                THE END.