Grounder Gone Wild|| Bellamy Blake x Grounder Oc Fanfiction

Chapter 35: The Calm before the Storm

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Benyo smut...delinquents bonding... a warning for my queen...soul searching...tattoos...conversations on torture...training...what could possibly go wrong?

They take their time getting back to Arkadia, cleaning themselves up in the hot springs water after their intimate activities and walking at a slow pace, basking in the seasonally changing air. Spring was finally here and Bellamy was glad for it, it seemed like a lifetime ago that he and Clarke thought that winter would be their biggest problem. Kane and Abby had done nothing but exhaust themselves in trying to make plans for once winter was over or how to ration out the food when it was too cold for the hunting parties to go out.

Bellamy liked to think that spring would be his favourite season, the way all the greenery was returning in full force, it seemed like a trick of beauty given the harsh reality he's experienced on earth. But it brought a refreshing sense of calm, maybe a new beginning too. His eyes flitted to Enyo walking a step in front of him. He wasn't naive enough to believe it but he wished it could be true.
There was a comfortable silence around them, one that neither wanted to disrupt even as they got closer to the lit camp. The sun had set about an hour ago, the longest they've stayed at the spring for and they can already hear the delinquents bustling around the normally quiet camp in preparation for their campfire.

"There you are! We've been looking for you guys everywhere!" Harper bellows as she approaches them after they enter through the gates.
The fact that she shouts surprises both of them, she's a quiet kind of storm so its clear that Monty's moonshine has already been distributed.
Saddling up to them, she frowns at their damp hair. "Where've you been?"
"For a walk." Enyo answers, easily.
"What do you need?" Bellamy asks to avoid any further questions.
Harper begins shaking her head vigorously, making Bellamy worry she's going to hurt her neck. "No! Absolutely nothing Bellamy Blake. All we need is for you two to be there we don't need you to mother hen us!"
He frowns in confusion, completely befuddled. "Mother what?"

But the fair haired girl is already turning away, distracted by her friends at the other side of camp prepping the fire.
"We'll be there!" Enyo shouts after her, receiving a drunken cheer in response.
She snorts at his expression and gestures to both their packs around a smile. "I'm going to dump my pack in my room but I'll see you there?"
Bellamy nods, planning on doing the same and they separate for the first time in almost a day. He's never spent this much time with her at once during their peace time, and after their activities earlier he's surprised that he doesn't freak out now he's by himself and had time to think about what's happened. He's no stranger to sex, he slept with a few girls on the ark for favours like his mom had to resort to, he slept with more than one girl at once at the dropship but he never slept with a friend. Raven became his friend after they had sex and he's only noticed during their war with the grounders that for once in his life he could actually make friends now. He couldnt risk someone getting too close on the ark in order to protect Octavia so he grew up with just them for company.

But after they met and when they saw they could trust each other, Enyo helped him realise that she became his first real friend. She didn't start to like him because she saw him as a good leader like the rest of his people, she saw through his asshole facade immediately and matched it, saw his weakness and bonded with him in undertsanding, even despite being different people born in different world's, she was there for him. In any way he needed. When at the spring and he'd let his nightmares and sins wash away for however long, he knows she could sense that he was unusually quiet but she never pushed. She'd ask him about something and if his answer seemed disinterested then she wouldn't try to pick up a conversation with him again. She'd wait until he would decide if he was ready to talk about whatever he wanted, and answered anything he asked. If he wanted silence she'd give it but remain close by to offer comfort by a casual touch, if he wanted a distraction he'd watch her use her bow and arrows as she hunted them some lunch and then try it for himself, if he wanted to talk he'd strike up a conversation by asking her about something and she'd catch on and continue ranting about whatever it was so he could listen to her voice.
He never talked to her about what was bothering him exactly but he had no doubt that she knew.