My Heart (Was Right About You)

Chapter 5: First Kiss

Lexa was never one for exaggeration, but the calm she felt upon waking up in Clarke's room, clutched tightly against Clarke's sleeping body, rays of sunlight seeping in through the window, was quite honestly one of the greatest feelings in her life.

And yes, maybe it had to do with the knowledge that she was engaged to the blonde who was squeezing her like a teddybear (and Lexa wasn't usually one for touching, with the golden exception of Clarke). The sad fact of it was, she wasn't used to feeling so...giddy. She wasn't used to the light feeling in her heart, the fluttering, the delicious ache of being in love.

Glancing back at the clock on Clarke's bedside table, she noticed it was only seven. Smiling to herself, she closed her eyes, burying her face deeper into Clarke's warmth, faintly aware of the snores of the puppy sleeping by their feet.

This was what bliss felt like, she was sure.

Warm, soft ...The thoughts and feelings wound in her mind as she felt the tendrils of sleep pull her back, slowly, peacefully-

"Clarke, Lexa!" Abby's voice filled the room, loud, bright, a cacophony against the smooth silent sounds of their deep breathing, moments before.

Fish was the first to respond, cracking an eye open judgmentally before turning his furry rear to Abby, settling back in with a huff at the disruption.

"Time to wake up, girls." Abby called, and Lexa felt Clarke stiffen against her, and then let out an honest to god growl.

Lexa glanced up at Abby, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights, moving to adjust the strap of her night dress.

"Mom!" Clarke groaned. "What are you doing here this early?"

"You have an appointment! The planner, Clarke." Abby reminded. "And honey, with the way you want to crank out an entire wedding in a month's time, I'd say you aren't in a position to complain."

"Mom, please, get out." Clarke groaned.

Abby waved to Lexa, shooting her a wink, as if she knew what kind of bad mood she'd just created in Clarke.

Lexa smiled somewhat amusedly, returning Abby's wave as she watched her soon to be mother in law turn and march out the door, already wearing her lab coat.

"Clarke." Lexa whispered gently, and was rewarded with a soft gaze and fluttering of long eyelashes, and then a frown.

Lexa smirked slightly, leaning down to brush her lips against Clarke's forehead. "Good morning." Her voice was soft, velvety and inviting.

Clarke hugged her closer in response, coaxing a sigh of contentment from Lexa.

"Morning." Clarke rasped in that voice that drove Lexa mad with attraction, as husky and enticing as it was. "I'm sorry my family is crazy and we can't sleep in or have normal things." She exaggerated, cupping Lexa's cheeks.

Lexa chuckled. "I always wake up early anyway. Why get used to it now? Your mother's right, Clarke, beggars can't be choosers."

Clarke rolled her eyes. "You're just excited to see your lover, Alie."

Lexa snorted, kissing Clarke's palm, resting against her cheek. "Just because I enjoy her organizational skills and respect her prowess as a wedding planner-"

"Sounds like pure lust to me." Clarke quipped, blushing at Lexa's kiss. She stopped her teasing to lean forward, connecting them in a gentle caress of the lips.

Clarke moved her hands to slide back around Lexa's waist, pulling her up against her body. "Did you sleep well? "She whispered.

Lexa nodded, remembering the way she reveled in Clarke's warmth throughout the night.