The 100 Imagines💯

Murphy--- Left Behind💙

The end of the world was upon your clan for the second time.
And like before, you'd all stay behind.

For the first Praimfiya only 68 of your clan had survived but it was what had to happen. A sacrifice for those who had to die before.
Your clan takes this sacrifice very seriously and so do you.

You believe that Praimfiya shall decide who deserves to live on.
You stand by that belief.

But of course your lover doesn't.

Murphy hugs you close, tightly wrapping his arms around you, sharing his warmth with you before you part ways for what might be the last time.

"(Y/n), please. Come back. Clarke said it herself, she'll give you a spot in the bunker, and if not you can share with me just... Don't leave. If you leave you will die." He releases you slightly to look into your eyes.

"Praimfiya shall decide my fate." You offer a reassuring smile, placing your arms around his neck.

"It's different this time. It's worse. No one will survive." His voice is shakey and uneven and full of fear.

You stare blankly at him, you've told him over a thousand times.

His hand touches your face to move a strand of hair behind your ear softly.

"(Y/n), I love you." He says and tears fill his eyes.

This is a side of himself he has never shown you. So you do what you only think to do.
You press a gentle yet firm kiss to his frowning lips.

H closes his eyes sadly and a tear falls down his cheek as you kiss him.

You lean back and offer him yet another smile.

"I love you too... And if this is our goodbye... So be it." You say and place your hands on either sides of his face.
"I'll die gladly, knowing I was loved back." You smile again and kiss him once more.

"(Y/n)..." His voice is small and begs and pleads for you to give up faith and join him.

You trail your hands down his face and to his neck gently.

"I love you. May we meet again." You use their saying before taking your hands back to your sides.

"(Y/n), you'll die." His voice is small and almost angry. He wipes his tears from his cheeks with a sniffle.

You quickly press another kiss to his lips and turn around into the forest.

You walk casually through the forest, an hour walk to your clan. An hour till Praimfiya.

As you walk, Murphy watches and stares up into the cloudy skies.

"May we meet again." He whispers and turns to walk back to the bunker.

Never to see you again.