The 100 Imagines💯

Bellamy--- Eavesdropping !💓

UNEDITED !

You and your sister, Clarke, would always gossip and spill tea about everyone and anything when you were together, it was your thing.

Your specialty was dishing about boys.
Today's special?
Bellamy Blake.

Clarke doesn't really like it when you do because they're best friends but she tolerates it because you've had a crush on him for like... Ever?

You both crouch together around a patch of growing carrots in the early noon and the tea was being spilled.

"Honestly, Bellamy can wear a trash bag and I would be head over heels for him and praise him for it." You say as you dig a small hole for the carrot.

Clarke giggles at this and just off to the left, walking out of his cabin, stands Bellamy, intrigued at the mention of his name from your lips.

"I don't know Clarke, especially when he wears those tight jeans and that one gray shirt..." You trail off thinking and nearly fall over at the thought of him in it. "So hot." You groan, covering the carrot in dirt. Bellamy smiles coyly and decides to step back inside a moment.

"Why don't you just go up to him and say hey you're sexy, wanna smash? So I don't have to hear you say this every day." Clarke sighs and chuckles.

"Easy for you to say. Girls and guys fall head over heels for you." You smile she shrugs with a smirk, noticing the tip of Bellamy's boot peaking from the cabins.

"So... What's your favorite thing about Bellamy?" She asks with a smirk, staring down at the carrots in her hands.

"Oh my god. Are you kidding?" You giggle. "He would look so good with a beard or something though. I can just imagine that feeling of his beard against my-"

"Alright, that's enough. How would you feel if I talked about how Lexa puts her tongue on my-"

"You know what? You're right. Let's talk carrots." You cut her off this time and you both end up in a fit of giggles.

"Griffins." A casual voice speaks from behind you and you straighten, dropping the carrots and turning to smile as Bellamy walks by you to the gates.

"Oh my god, do you think he heard me?!" You fret, blushing hard.

"Nah. He just came out. He would have been flustered. I know him." She says and you nod slowly, agreeing and hoping.

The rest of the day you saw Bellamy three other times, and it was usual. He was more interested in Clarke than you. Usual.

And the next three days you saw him four times, and no hinting that he heard you.

So it was out of your mind and you continued your talk about Bellamy to Clarke as usual.

This morning you sit in the mess hall, eating breakfast with Clarke, talking about what you're gonna do with Pike.

"Hey." A husky voice speaks from behind you.
"Mind if I snag an orange?" Bellamy presses his chest against your back, leaning over you to reach for the fruit from the bowl in the center of your table. You feel his breath down your neck and get chills.

You turn to look up at him and he is wearing your favorite outfit and has a slight beard growing on his cheeks, flattering his face.

"Morning." You almost choke on your oatmeal as you speak, grabbing your water quickly.

"You okay?" He rests his hand on your back and you nearly faint.

You swallow hard and nod. "No, no, yeah I'm great. I like the beard thing you got going." You compliment and he smiles with a wink.

"I know." He says before throwing the orange up and catching it and turning off to Monty.

You smile and turn back to Clarke and then think about what he said.

I know.

I. know.

He knows!

Your eyes widen and you turn back to look at Bellamy who watches you whilst eating his fruit, he ticks his head to the side before walking off down the hall.

You look back to Clarke she giggles.

"Go." She says simply and you get up so fast you nearly knock everything and everyone in your way over as you bolt down the hall to Bellamy.