The night was starless and the moon was covered by murky clouds that blended in with the rest of the sky. Grounders and skaikru had sat around a fire making small talk before the war. The heat from the fire seemed to be sucked into the frigid air before ever reaching their frozen hands. They added more wood and poked it with long sticks. The light cast by the flames danced across the dark trunks of the trees, twisting and curling in obscure shapes and providing a small radius of light. Bellamy sat on a mossy log, his face toasted warm and his back cold, mesmerized, relaxed. It was like the fire was charming his worries from him and sending them heaven bound along with the dark smoke.
" You seem relaxed now," Octavia said while sitting beside him on the log. Bellamy's lips twitched trying hard to suppress a smile that was about to form. " Even Wells is relaxed now," said Octavia while pointing at Wells who sat beside Clarke. They were laughing at something that Clarke said to him. Bellamy wanted to be the one laughing with Clarke at this moment. What if I don't make it? He thought.
" You're so boring y'know," Said Octavia irritated. Bellamy turned his attention to his little sister who was about to leave.
" O, Im glad you're here. It's just that I prefer if you'd keep quiet. You talk alot." Said Bellamy with a smile.
At the corner of his eye, Bellamy saw Finn approach Clarke and whisper something in her ear. After a while, Clarke stood up and followed Finn. Bellamy frowned.
" You like her, dont you?" Said Octavia her eyes fixated on the disappearing Clarke.
Bellamy turned his attention back to the fire," I think I do O and I was mean to her earlier. She probably hates me now."
Octavia chortled," Im sure she understands Bell, you're going on a suicide mission you must be on edge. Just make sure you talk to her before leaving, okay? Said Octavia while standing up to leave. " Im going to see how Lincoln's doing, goodnight big brother."
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Clarke sat on her bed trying to relax but she was far from it. Her mind kept drifting to what might happen tomorrow. It was weird that at this moment she'd completely forgotten about her mother's wellbeing and only thought of Bellamy's. Love really is weakness. She thought. Keep it together Griffin. She kept telling herself. Maybe I should volunteer to go that way I have complete control over the situation. She kept thinking and her mind couldnt take it anymore and before she knew it, she was knocking on Bellamy's door.
Bellamy opened the door right away and let her in.
" So, you and Finn huh?" Began Bellamy," I gotta say princess, never pictured you for that type."
" What do you mean?" Clarke turned at him with a bewildered look.
" I saw you go off with him earlier." Said Bellamy while sitting on his bed.
Clarke crossed her arms on her chest," Finn wanted to apologize for forcing himself on me a couple days ago."
" He did what now?" Said Bellamy while clenching his fists.
Clarke rolled her eyes," He kissed me by force, and Ive been angry at him ever since."
Bellamy felt awful for the way he reacted towards her without knowing exactly what was going on. "Im sorry that happened to you and Im sorry for being a dick."
Clarke smiled and took a position beside him on the bed, " It's okay Bell," said Clarke while smiling, " you actually acted jealous."
Bellamy quickly responded to fast for his liking with a " I didn't."
" I'm scared for you Bell, I don't want you to go," Said Clarke taking his hands in hers and softly caressing them. It was a simple gesture but Bellamy's muscles tensed at the touch.
" Ill be okay Clarke," Said Bellamy while gazing deep into Clarke's eyes.
" Come back to me in one piece, I need you," whispered Clarke. She was being really vulnerable at the moment and it scared her but she knew in her heart it was what she wanted. Bellamy leaned in a little closer, their foreheads touching. He couldn't fight the thoughts that were going through him. Her very smell was flooding his senses now. The next thing she knew, he had slammed his lips to hers and nearly knocked all wind from her lungs.
Clarke hardly had a moment to react before he pressed his tongue to the seam of her lips and, and at her grant of access, delved inside her mouth. Her arms reached up and tangled around his neck. In an instant she had pulled away and arched up into his chest, moaning in the contact of body heat against her own, before she drew back into his lips.
His fingers gently ran up and down her spine, coaxing shivers out of her. With her cheeks still blushing hotly, she glanced back up into his captivating brown eyes. He leaned down resting his forehead against hers. Clarke watched breathlessly as his eyes studied hers with silent intensity. His warm breath ghosted across her face. Clarke shut her eyes in anticipation. She stifled a surprise gasp as his soft lips captured hers, causing her body to flush with heat. The heat seemed to travel through her veins, warming her. Just as she felt a rush of euphoric bliss envelop her, making her heart sing with pure joy, Bellamy drew away. She instantly missed the lovely heat curling within her.
"Bell–," Clarke began but Bellamy hushed her, before moving his finger, and pressing his hand against her cheek, giving her more support to push himself towards her, and connect their lips again. His lips were firm against hers, but the kiss remained soft, gentle, slow.
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