The 100 Imagines.
Bellamy Blake
Jasper Jordan
Monty Green
John Murphy
Lincoln
Octavia Blake
Raven Reyes
Commander Lexa
Clarke Griffin
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Prompt #17: I care more about you than I do myself.
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"You need to stay here, where it's safe. Where it's certain that you'll be okay. Please, do this for me." Monty begged, hands pressed against your cheeks, mouth turned into a tight frown. "Your name was on that list for a reason."
"Screw the damned list. If your name isn't on it, then I don't want to have anything to do with it. I don't want to be stuck somewhere for the next five years without you." You argued with him, pushing his hands away to find your jacket. But he moved in front of you, stopping you much to your dismay.
"Don't be stubborn." Monty spoke sternly, hands latching on to your arms and forcing you to face him. "That list keeps the important people alive-"
"Jasper read the list, that's a lie and you know it. Miller, Kane, Harper, shit Monty you're an engineer that was raised in the Agro station. Who's more essential than you?" You let out a hysterical laugh, running your fingers through your hair. "Me? Because I can have a kid? Well I don't want to have one with anyone else, Monty." He pulled you into him in an instant, breathing you in and squeezing you tight. The argument was over, because he knew there was no winning in this situation. You weren't leaving him, and he didn't want to leave you.
"This is a really bad idea, you know."
"Well then, may we meet again in another life, Monty Green." You stated with a small chuckle that only earned you a glare. Placing a gentle kiss on his lips, a smile over took your features. "I care more about you than I do myself. If I just locked myself away and didn't help save you, I would never forgive myself."
The two of you walked out, only to find the lost group of scraggly delinquents near the bunker doors. Clarke's eyes landed on you, mouth opening to voice her protest, but you were quick to stop her.
"So what's the plan?" Monty listened closely as he followed to the rover, hand locked in yours as anxious nerves bubbled inside him. Rescuing Raven Reyes was high stakes, and completely worth it. But you were now an added element to fuel his anxiety, your safety- your life- was in danger just as the rest of your rag tag group.
You gave his hand a gentle squeezing, easily reading the emotions flooding through his stiff body. "We're gonna be okay love, all of us."
