The 100 Imagines/Preferences

Hunting Trip-Bellamy Blake

Request for @_-_nefelibata_-_ 

Also here's a random Bellamy Blake edit thingy I made

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Going out into the woods was a big step for you. You'd been with the group that went looking for Mount Weather, and after Jasper got speared you'd been too scared to leave the walls of the camp. Bellamy hadn't wanted you to go, and now he hovered over you whenever he could, protecting you. It got kind of annoying, he was acting like an overprotective brother. You didn't want him to act like an overprotective brother. You'd been working up the courage to tell him you liked him for weeks, with the help of Octavia. But you'd never seemed to be able to do it, what with all the girls who hung around him constantly. So when he asked you to come hunting, you agreed without a second thought. Standing in front of the gates about to leave was a completely different story. You clutched your knife tighter, trying to block out the image of Jasper lying against the tree with a spear in his stomach. A voice sounded out behind you, making you jump

'Ready to head out?'

Bellamy materialized in front of you, gripping an unlit torch and holding a bag full of weapons. Your stomach twisted

'Sure'

You started to move out of the gate, shaking like a leaf. Bellamy grabbed your hand and squeezed it reassuringly, shooting you a small smile. Your heart started pounding, and you prayed he couldn't hear it. You returned his smile, and the two of you stepped out into the woods. You felt yourself tense, wary of the dangers the beautiful forest hid.

'You can do this (y/n). I've got you'

You nodded, and he let go of your hand, stepping farther into the woods. You had no choice but to follow, head turning sharply at the smallest sound. You felt pathetic, and mad at yourself for being so weak. You weren't afraid of anything, at least you used to be. Everything is different on the ground though, survival isn't a given, no place or person is safe. Well... you thought of Bellamy's hand intertwined with yours, heat rising to your cheeks. He made you feel safe, that's why you loved him. There were shouts from your party, pulling you from your thoughts. They started running, chasing a deer that had moved up ahead, leaving you behind. You tried to follow, running as fast as you could, but they got ahead of you and disappeared into the trees. You didn't dare to look for them. You started breathing fast, trying to hold back the panic rising in you. You crouched on the ground, trying to disappear, hoping a grounder wouldn't see you. You couldn't connect your thoughts, and the only thing that ran through your mind was a steady chant of 'stupid stupid stupid'

Why did you go out? Why couldn't you just have stayed in camp, like you knew you were supposed to? You can't die, not today.

'Please' you whispered, tears falling from your cheeks.

It could have been minutes or hours, but you heard crashing in the trees, moving towards you. Your heart nearly stopped as you scrunched lower, praying whatever it was wouldn't find you. Bellamy's voice rang out

'(Y/N)!'

You exhaled a sign of relief, moving your sore limbs out from under you. You tried to stand, but the pins and needles in your legs were so intense you fell back over. Bellamy ran over to you, catching you and pulling you upright, never pulling his hands off of your arm. Your breath caught as you looked into his eyes, wide and panicked and... is he crying? He practically screamed at you, making you jump

'Where did you go?'

Your voice was small 'I got lost'

'You should have called for me! If someone gets lost down here that means they're dead! I can't lose you (y/n) not now, not ever'

His voice broke, quieting to a whisper

'Please don't ever leave me again, I- I love you'

You looked at him, stunned, heart racing. Did he just...?

His eyes widened '(Y/N) I'm so sorry I didn't mean to-'

You could barely think straight. You needed to hear it again, to make sure you weren't dead. Or dreaming.

'Bellamy wait. Slow down'

'Okay'

You couldn't stop the grin from spreading across your face

'Say it again'

He bit his lip, blush spreading from his cheeks

'I think I love you'

Woah. It was real.

'Really?' you squeaked

He laughed 'Yes, really'

It was like your brain had gone on lockdown. All you could do was gape up at him

'Are you going to say anything?'

His voice was nervous, uncertain. You'd never seen him like this before. It gave you courage, just enough to press a hand to his cheek. Your heart raced as he smiled, touching his hand gently to your waist, pulling you closer. Your breath caught as he pressed his lips to yours, gently, barely a thing. He pulled back, inches from your face, staring into your eyes. You grinned

'I think I love you too, Bellamy Blake'

He sighed with relief, making you giggle.

'You think?'

You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck

'No, actually I know'

This time it was you who leaned in, pressing your lips to his. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. He tasted like the forest, smokey and vaguely sweet. Warmth spread through your body as he smiled into the kiss, lips never moving away from yours. When you finally pulled away, breathing hard and grinning, he took your hand.

'Should we go back?'

'What about everyone else?'

'They'll be fine' he smiled at you, making your chest ache in an unfamiliar way

'I just want to spend some time with the girl I THINK I love'

You shoved him as he smirked

'Oh shut up!'