Bellamy Blake Imagines

Cat Got Your Tongue?

The sword's hilt melted perfectly against your palm, providing it easy to slice through anything, whether it be materials, bodies or in this rare case, Bellamy Blake's confidence. You had found him in the woods near Tondc, and before you could register who it was your blade was already pressed against his throat. When you did see it was him however, you smirked at his shocked expression with mouth slightly agape.

"Oh Bellamy? Sorry, speak up I can't hear you," You teased watching as he scowled softly and pushed you off seeing as you'd relaxed your hold.

"Nice to see you too, Y/N." He stammered, coughing nervously. Before you had the chance to make a passing remark he'd walked off, apparently your sense of flirting style was going to take a while.

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You continued your efforts for a while having many instances where he couldn't get the hint.

He was organising a hunting party this time. Barking orders, left and right. It was a good look. But you figured every look was hot for him.

You sauntered over and stood right next to him, your shoulders brushing and you saw him blush out of the corner of your eye.

"Hard at work are we Blake?" You laughed, turning your head to look at him. He just simply nodded and averted his eyes.

"Maybe you could be doing something or maybe someone else harder?" You grinned slyly, chuckling to yourself when Bellamy's eyes widened and he stumbled over his words.

"Aww what's the matter Bell? Cat got your tongue?" You'd picked up the saying from Octavia and you figured what better way to use it then on her big brother.

Again he kept his mouth shut and just stared defiantly at you but the shade of red on his cheeks made you feel as though you couldn't take him seriously. You punched his shoulder playfully and started walking away.

"If you change your mind about wanting to do something hard you know where to find me!" You called over your shoulder pleased to leave him there with wide eyes, red cheeks, and thank god, a small smile on the edge of his pretty lips.

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You were different. You weren't as aggressive as the rest of the grounders. You could still kill whoever you needed to in the blink of an eye. But you were trusting, open, aware and full of humour, picking up sky people jokes with ease. You were special. Maybe that's why Bellamy became interested.

Also, maybe that's why you were called to meet with the Heda. You ended up walking past Bellamy on the way to her tent and you were estastic to find he started a conversation. Not that you showed it.

"Where are you off to?" He asked, you'd fogotten just how sexy his voice was this past week or two and you had to bite your lip.

"Lexa want's to see me. Don't worry Bell, there won't be any girl on girl action without you. You're the only one for me." You reassured, winking, leaving him once again with a red tint to his cheeks. It was getting easier and easier to do so, you thought.

The Commander just ended up talking to you about the alliance with sky crew and how you'd made it known you saw them as allies. You replied with snark and sarcasm as you usually did and it was only because you were friends with Lexa that your heart was still beating.

You were shocked to find Bellamy waiting outside the tent.

"Listening in to the action are we?" You sniggered.

"I was just trying to see if I could hear what it might be like when you moan my name." He replied in an instant, laughing as you were the one with the flaming cheeks this time round.

"Good Blake. We'll make a flirt out of you yet." You admitted, hands up in fake surrender.

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