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"Hailey?"
A loud shout echoed around you, causing you to spin around at the sound of the familiar voice. And there he was, his deep brown eyes wide in concern but also relief, and his mouth forming a small cautious smile.
"Bellamy." The words left your mouth in a breath, heart pounding and the rest of the world fading away as you stared at the man. You hadn't seen him in ages, and it took everything in you to not run to him, collapsing into his arms.
But you were scared. It could just be another dream, another trap that your mind had set up while you slept. Another trigger to bring back the nightmares that plagued both you and Clarke on a daily basis.
You closed your eyes for a moment, but when you opened them, he was standing right there, right in front of you. You reached out slowly, scared of what you would find. But suddenly you felt it, the skin of his bicep, taut muscles that you had grown to know. Your other hand moved up to cup his cheek, finger drifting over the clumps of freckles and small cuts. Twisting fingers through his curls, eyes glistening with tears.
"You came back to me." He smiled at this, finally wrapping his arms around you and pulling your body flush against his.
"I told you I always would. I told you I wouldn't loose you." He kissed you then, dipping down so he could press his lips to yours in a sweet familiar kiss. A hand wound itself into your hair, and his face was wet with tears. "God, I'm never leaving you again." His grip on you was tight, and you knew he would never let you go again.
