Bellamy Blake Imagines

I'll Be Home For Christmas

Seeing that the dimly lit halls of the Ark are empty, you sneak to the guard break room door. Peeping through the gap, you see the familiar curls resting on the slump of his shoulders. Smirking evilly, you slowly open the door and take silent steps towards him. "Bellamy!" You exclaim. He jumps in shock but his shoulders relax when he turns to see your smiling face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Bellamy asks in a hushed whisper, a smile coating his mouth as he rests his arms against the chair.

"I came to see you." You admit with a shrug and a smirk coating your lips. He raises an eyebrow at you, his brown eyes narrowed slightly as he grins.

"It's 3am." He states as he turns back around to the sheets of papers he's looking at, "You're crazy." He smiles when you wrap your arms around his chest from behind his seat.

"Only for you." You peck his cheek quickly and he sighs softly, as if your kiss has calmed him down. "And it's Christmas Day." You add with a soft smile.

"Anyone could've seen you."

You walk around the chair, sitting on his lap with one leg on each side of his right thigh, "But no one did." You give him a sly smirk, leaning in closely and placing a kiss on the corner of his jaw.

Bell lets out a small hum, placing his hands on either side of your face. "Well, I'm glad you're here." He tells you genuinely, gazing at you admirably.

You smile giddily, your hair pushing his hair back as you look at him without his curls in his face, "I can tell." You smirk. your eyes glancing down between his legs and he lets out a loud laugh.

"It's not my fault you're so hot." He hums, playing along with the joke. You hide a laugh as Bell screws his eyes shut, faking a moan. You smile as you lean down, placing a kiss on his lips. Shaking your head, you sit back and Bell shrugs, "Hey, you started it!" He defends with a smile.

"How was work?" You smile, your hands rubbing his cheeks gently, "Or how is work?" You laugh.

He sighs as his shoulders bounce up and down in a shrug, "Work is work." Is all he answers with, "I mean, I'd rather be at home with you."

"Cuddling under the covers." You continue as a content smile makes it way onto your face.

"Just us." He sighs happily, his eyes looking deep into yours as he leans forward, placing a quick kiss on your forehead and you rest your head on his chest.

"On Christmas." You repeat, knowing he wants to ignore the subject but you can't let it go. His job doesn't usually let him come home for christmas, not with tensions this high at this time of the year.

"That's what I need to talk to you about." He sighs, looking down and you speak up before he continues.

"It's okay." You tell him, placing your hand on his cheek, "Octavia won't hate you for it." You laugh.

"Especially if I'm with her." He adds, looking at you with a slight smile on his lips.

"What?" You ask, confusion written all over your face. Bell just wiggles his eyebrows and your eyes widen as you smile, "You'll be home for christmas?!"

"Don't act so sad." He jokes and you laugh as you wrap your arms around him, leaning your head on his chest as you hug him tightly.

"I'm so happy." You smile widely, your face still squashed against his chest.

"So am I." he says, placing a kiss on your head as he hugs you back, "I'm always happy when I'm with you."

↱ by octavia-marie-blake ↲