The 100 Imagines💯

Bellamy--- Shoot❤

Requested!:
Can you do one where you're Johns sister and he's very protective of you like Bel and you attempt to get Bellamys attention/love?? Sorry if that's confusing!!

A/n:
Not at all! I love it! :)

You walk absent mindedly through camp, thinking to yourself.

You find a pile of sticks used for spears. You pull out the knife your brother had made you and pick one up.

You start to chop at the end of the wood, creating a sharp edge.

You swing it around a bit and look up and realize Bellamy walking with Clarke.

You drop the piece of wood and skip towards him.

"Hey Bellamy." You smile and fold your hands behind your back. Clarke walks off.

He turns and smiles, looking you up and down.

"(Y/n), right?" He wonders and you nod and walk with him.

"What're you up to?" You wonder curious.

"I was just headed over to the guns... You know how to shoot?" He asks and you raise a brow.

"Do I look like a Guard type of girl?" You joke.

"Do you want to be?" He turns to you with a semi-smile.

You excitedly nod and follow him.

He helps you pull the heavy gun over your head and you assume the position.
Wrong.

He moves your hand gently over to the right spot.

"Alright, you see that tree right there?" He points off to a tree with bullet holes in it.

"Yeah." You close one eye and peek through the scope.

"Try to hit it." He says plainly.

"Do I hold it like this?" You shrug it down.

"A little higher." He says and rests his hand on your back, directing you.

A smile braces your lips and he gets flustered.

"Uh, yeah. That's good." He turns to grab himself a gun.

You pull the trigger and you're surprised by the force that you almost fall back if Bellamy hadn't caught you.

A wide excited smile spreads on your face at the fire, even if you missed the tree completely.

"That was amazing!" You exclaim.

He smiles.

"Here, watch this." He aims his gun upwards and fires. Directly hitting the tree.

"Wow. You're really good with that thing." You smile.

"Yeah, I mean. I trained on the Guard for a-"

"Hey, what're you doing?" Your brothers annoying voice rings in your ear and he pushes the weapon off of you.

"Learning to shoot. Duh." You say lamely, though he ignores you and stares angrily at Bellamy.

"Huh?" John starts getting in Bellamy's face but he isn't fazed.

"She needs to learn how to shoot." Bellamy says, a cold frown upon his oh so kissable lips.

"She doesn't need to. She'll have me." John angrily tries to steer you around.

You wrench away.

"What if you're gone?" Bellamy raises a brow.

"Is that a threat, pretty boy?" John steps closer and pushes him.

And then it starts.

Punching, swearing, all the works.

You quickly take a gun and fire it straight up.

They both stop and look up at you.

"Would you two quit it? John, go away you troll, I can do what I want." You frown and he gets up, dusting himself off.

"Everything I do is for you." He says before walking off.

You help Bellamy up and he nods.

"He's right... I'm sorry. I know what he means." Bellamy says.

"I'm not Octavia. It's different." You say.

He stares at you intently,

"Now teach me how to use that damn gun." You smile and he does too, reaching for the gun.

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