Together

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Bellamy:

I woke up surrounded by a halo of golden hair and a warm body pressed against my chest. Clarke let out a slight groan, stretching herself out. She pressed her body into mine, tightening her grip around my waist. I tightened my grip around her waist pressing a kiss to the crown of her head.

Tilting her head up she pressed a kiss against my lips, her lips still squeezed shut. She rested her head back against my chest, her fingers softly running along the row of stitches on my stomach. She looked up at me, the sky beaming up at me through her soft blue eyes. "Feels like most of your inflammation is gone. You'll be fully healed in a few days."

She pushed out her bottom lip, pouting up at me. I ran my thumb along her bottom lip, softly pressing my lips to hers. "Good, then I'll be able to take care of you." Her lips curled into a tight smile, her chest filling with excitement. She squeezed me a little tighter burying her face back into my chest. I took a look over my shoulder to see Octavia and Raven still sleeping. "This is the first time any of us have slept through all the chaos."

She inhaled deeply, resting her chin against my chest. "I know it feels weird, but you have to admit it feels good. The first time in a long time that the weight of the world wasn't on our shoulders." She let out a light laugh, dimples forming in her cheeks and the corners of her eyes wrinkling together. "I'd say we've raised them well enough to let them handle this on their own."

I pushed some hair behind her ear, cupping her face. "You raised Madi. She may be mine now, but who she is right now is because of you." She leaned her head into my hand, a soft gleam in her eyes.

"You may not have been here for her physically, but trust me she's learned a lot from the stories I've told her about you." I couldn't hide the smile growing on my face. Most of my life I'd felt useless like I was just a big burden, but Clarke had always made me feel like I was so much more than that. She's always fought for me, even when no one else did. She raised an eyebrow looking over her shoulder towards the door. "Do you think they got everything under control?"

I rolled my eyes staring back down at her. "It's Madi, of course, she got it done." She smiled tilting her head to the side, pressing her cheek to my chest. I threw my head back into my pillow, my fingers running up and down Clarke's spine. She shifted beside me, a soft moan slipping through her lips. I instantly sat up, one hand landing on her lower back to support her as she moved. "Are you okay?"

She quietly shifted her weight to the palms of her hands trying to pull herself up. I kept my hand on her back to support her in silence. Once she leaned her back against the wall she let out a deep breath, her chest quickly rising and falling. I propped myself up on my elbow, gently massaging her thigh with my free-hand. "I just hate being stuck like this." She pulled up her other knee pressing it against her chest, leaning her head on her knee. "Raven will be good within a few hours. You're almost healed and ready to get back to work. Octavia will be healed within a few weeks."

I grabbed her hand, pulling her attention back to me. "You've been taking care of everyone else for a long time, I think it's time everyone else takes care of you." I brought her hand to my lips, lacing kisses across her knuckles. She pushed the hair off my forehead, her fingers lowering to run along the line of my jaw.

I pressed another sloppy kiss to her knuckles, trailing them up her arm. Once I reached the corner where her shoulder met the base of her neck I stopped taking a look up at her sitting with a large smile on her face and her eyes squeezed shut. There were bruises across her face, but the smile on her face overshadowed them. The cuts on her lips nonexistent while they were curled tightly, showing the crowns of her teeth. After she realized I'd stopped she opened her eyes, looking down at me with a burning desire. I pressed a heavy kiss into her neck, slowly making my way up to the back of her ear.

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