Bellarke one shots- smuts

Comfortable, princess?

Honestly, all Clarke was looking to do was to gather the herbs and supplies she needed, and get back to camp. She wasn't trying to annoy Bellamy into demanding that he come with her. Although his angry face when she argued with him was an added bonus for sure.

"Bellamy, stop treating me like I'm just some helpless kid that needs to be escorted everywhere, I can take care of myself!" As amusing as this started, Bellamy was really starting to get on her nerves now. She needed some time to herself, and a nice walk through the woods to clear her head from the whole Finn/Raven fiasco was something she desperately needed.

Bellamy wasn't having it though. They had been arguing for about seven minutes now, and had attracted a few of the other delinquents, who were watching the two argue with amusement.

"Clarke, I'm not saying you can't go-"

"Well that's good, because you can't control what I do!"

"I'm just saying take a few guards with you or something, why are you making such a big deal out of this?" Clarke didn't know how to answer that. Sure, she had wanted some alone time, but most likely whatever poor sucker that went with her wouldn't attempt to keep her in conversation. Most of the other kids knew her moods by now.

Clarke huffed and crossed her arms, but gave in.

"Fine." She muttered a couple of things under her breath while Bellamy went to go talk to one of the people on guard duty. She adjusted the make shift pack on her shoulder as he returned, biting his lip.

"Who's coming? Miller?" She raised herself to look over Bellamy's shoulder, trying to see who would be accompanying her. But no one was following Bellamy.

She looked at him quizzically, then her facial expression turned sour when it clicked.

"Oh come on, do you have to go?" Bellamy shrugged, a smirk pulling up on one of the corners of his mouth. Clarke huffed again, "screw you. Let's go."

Thankfully, Bellamy didn't make a joke about screwing and followed her out of camp. Of all the people to go with her, Bellamy was certainly one of the last. He too, knew that Clarke was not in the mood for chit chat, but unlike the other teenagers, he ignored it.

"So..." He said after they had walked for a while, "what's going on with you and Spacewalker now? Looks like he and Raven aren't together anymore..." Clarke whipped around,

"Bellamy, do not talk to me about him right now. I'm not in the mood." He held up his hands in surrender, but he was still smirking at her. God, she had never met someone who actually enjoyed pushing her buttons.

They walked in silence for a few more minutes, and right before Clarke thought that he finally might have decided to just give her some peace, he spoke again.

"So, princess, what exactly do you need to get anyway?"

Well, it wasn't like that question was necessarily just Bellamy trying to annoy her by speaking to her. It was only fair to tell him what they were looking for.

"Well first, we need to get back to the river to find more seaweed, we're not necessarily running out, but I don't want to take any chances." Bellamy nodded, "I also need to find some mint, a lot of kids have been having trouble sleeping, and although that isn't life or death, we certainly need our guards to be hyper aware when they are awake so..." She trailed off, I thought I just wanted some quiet time, not to be rambling off in front of Bellamy!