Author's note: Hello you! My first 100 fanfic, what the hell. I need to stop watching shows that can potentially destroy my life, I'm an adult, for Christ's sake! D;

I don't know how this fanfic came to me. I know that I really like the idea of Jasper and Octavia, but by the way her character is being portrayed (a way I don't really understand, but shhh just come) I don't think we'll have them romantically speaking soon. (besides, there're only two episodes left and they're probably fight over fight? IDK, I didn't read the book, I heard it's full of romantic bullshit)

That's why I liked so much when Harper showed some interest in Jasper. I like the idea of building characters for something bigger and I hope they don't kill off Harper soon, so we can have more of this interaction between Jasper and her. I'm really hoping for it. She can help Jasper develop to be with her or with Octavia. As long as it's well written, I'm up for both. hehe

(let's forget for now that I'm also so very on for Bellarke, PLS BABIES, leave it for later)

It might or might not become a series of one-shots. I don't know, I only had ideas for two chapters.

Anyway.

Title comes from Arcade Fire's Tunnels, because AF is the fuel of my life.

Disclaimer: The 100 is not mine, I don't even know who wrote the book. However, I wanna thank the author, because the book gave us the TV show and the TV show gave us Dev Bostick, Rodrick of the year, and I only started to watch it because of him so I'm calling dibs in this one.

Hope you like the fic. I'm sorry it sucks, I'm sleeping. (it's very, very late, I am sleeping) Also, english is not my first language, so it must double suck. I'm sorry again.

Purify the colors
A The 100 fanfic

"Purify the colors, purify my mind
and spread the ashes of the colors over this heart of mine."
Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels) – Arcade Fire

1. Meet me in the middle

He was a dick. Digging through the latrine he knew he had been a dick to Harper. He needed to apologize, because he was awful and to apologize was the least he could do (and what he had been doing an awful lot of times in the past days).

So Jasper finished what he had to do and used the last sunlight to take a bath on the creek nearby they were using as shower before heading back to the camp and his tent. The weather was particularly warm that day, considering the past frozen days they faced, and the heat was welcomed.

If he wasn't a bit of a scientist, Jasper would've lost track of how many days they spent on Earth already, but he knew – and if he calculated it right, they landed around the weird days between winter and spring, when the weather is not really sure what it's supposed to deliver.

He knew Harper would finish her watch right before dinner, so he grabbed an apple on the way to gate three, where she was assigned. Sure enough he met her in the middle. Her hair was different, without the braids she usually makes, but in a ponytail and she had new clothes. Or maybe she was just exchanging with the other girls, they weren't having many space to go on searching for clothes and fabric on long lost bunkers, the Grounders being around and all.

"Hi, Jasper." Harper greeted with a shy smile. He noticed that she had been a bit timid ever since he dismissed her, almost a week before.

Jasper had never noticed her; not in that holy-shit-this-is-the-prettiest-girl-I've-ever-seen kind of notice like happened with Octavia. He knew who Harper was before, she used to buy from him and Monty once in a while and she never acted as if she was interested in him. At least he had never noticed – that holy-shit-this-girl-seem-to-like-me kind of notice.

But he was noticing now. And maybe Monty was right, maybe Harper was very on.

"Hi, Harper." He handed her the apple. "Hungry?"

She looked from the apple to his eyes, some understanding flashing in hers. She accepted the apple, the fruit almost twice the size of her hand, but didn't eat it immediately.

"Thanks."

Jasper only nodded and knew he had to say something. He wasn't really good, though. Damn, he was the nerd pot dealer from the Arc, his scientific knowledge was vast, but when it came to women he had very little practice. Probably half of the girls he had been with were dead already. It was hard to know when there was no signal from the Arc, and at that moment he had to focus on the girl in front of him. Think straight, Jasper. Be cool and be nice.

"Look, Harper… I'm sorry I was a dick the other day." He said at last. "You were nice and I was just rude."

"It's okay, really." She assured with a smile – one that looked almost like her normal smile. "I understand."

He raised an eyebrow and got a step closer.

"Understand what exactly, may I ask?" Jasper said and Harper bit her lip. She was a little thing, almost a head shorter than him and there was dirty on her forehead. Without even realizing, he raised his hand to wipe it out with his thumb. Under the sunset light her cheeks blushed. "Sorry, that was unappropriated."

"No, it wasn't." she said, maybe a little too fast, blushing more. Damn it, what was it about Jasper that made Harper, the girl arrested because she tried to trade white guns in the Arc's black market, stutter and blush? That wasn't good. "I mean…" she sighed. "It's okay, thanks."

Jasper smiled that smile of his as if he was about to burst out laughing and looked around her shaking his head. She was making a fool of herself, wasn't she?

"All right, if you say so." He replied and looked back, to his tent. "You know, it'd be cool if you want to come to my tent. It's pretty big, plenty of space and all…" now he was the one blushing and Harper smiled.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, of course. I mean, only if you want to."

She looked down, biting her lower lip and then looked back at him.

"I'd love to."

Jasper's eyes filled with surprise and he raised his eyebrows.

"Really?"

"Yeah, why not?"

He rubbed his hands on his pants nervously, because it had actually worked and Harper seemed amused with the situation. It was what she wanted in the first place and he had finally given in.

"Cool." Jasper said low. It was more than what he expected and it was better, because he was focused on Harper and Harper only, and she had those dimples when she smiled and her eyes were in a beautiful shade green.

"So…?" she started. "Do you have plans for tonight? Because I'm free."

Jasper shrugged.

"I don't even have plans for right now."

"So how about we do nothing together?" she suggested.

Harper smiled again, this time differently, sassy, and held his hand. He understood immediately and they walked to his tent. It was empty, because Monty was helping delivering food and would be busy later, since he and Raven were developing a secret project.

"Your tent really is nice." Harper said once they were inside. "Mine is small. I used to share it with Roma, but…" her voice shivered and she took a second to recover. The death of her friend still was fresh in her memory. "Now I share with this girl called Sasha and she's fifteen, was arrested because she broke into one of the oxygen compartments when hiding from bullies."

"It's funny, isn't it?" Jasper commented, shrugging off his jacket. "How we do this thing about saying our names and our arresting story? We always do that."

She thought for a second.

"I guess you're right. I've never noticed, but yeah, we usually do that."

"We still are very connected to the laws of the Arc, even when we try to make our own rules." He lost track of thought as Harper got closer, removing her jacket too. "Anyway," Jasper tried to fix his reasoning "is this Sasha who borrowed you these clothes?"

"Sort of." She shrugged. "She's a sewer, it's her thing. She can pull of clothes from anything, is fantastic." She undid the ponytail and her hair cascaded on her shoulders. They were so close Jasper could see the colors that made her eyes so beautiful, the dim light bringing some mystery to her features.

"Neat. Maybe she can fix me something."

"Maybe." Harper agreed and the following second Jasper was kissing her.

His kiss was torturingly calm and careful at first, a discreet touch of lips that lasted a bit too long. He let go just a couple of inches to look into her eyes and tilted his head to the other side, kissing her again, this time for real. For Harper, it felt like finally.

They helped each other out of their many layers of clothes and stumbled under the covers of his bed, Harper on top, and they kissed and touched and felt each other with determination.

"You're hot, you know that, right?" Harper told him later. They still were tangled together, both sitting up, she on his lap, one of her arms around his neck, her other hand cupping his cheek. Jasper stopped what he was doing – the kisses on the salty skin of her neck – to look into her eyes.

"No…?" he answered questioning.

"You are." She nodded soberly. "In that nerdy, misunderstood way, but you are." She kissed his chin, and then his lips, the movement of her hips were almost unconscious.

"Thank you, I guess." He said tracing her back with his hands, his finger tangling in the long locks of her hair and she tilted her head, her thumb tracing his jaw line.

"I like your face. I like that chin of yours, think it's sexy as hell."

This time he genuinely laughed, something he was doing less the last few days, with all the possibility of Grounder attack anytime.

"It's true!" Harper protested and Jasper caressed her hair damp with sweat just like his.

He believed her. And it was good to know that there was this other beautiful girl who liked him and him alone, with whom he had a shot, unlike Octavia. Monty was right, that was why he had snapped so fast – Jasper was holding out to Bellamy's sister. He thought from day one that that was what he had to do. Until the moment he realized he didn't need to. Octavia had her own priorities and he wasn't one of them. He might as well find his own priorities too.

That was when he started to work on the chemicals for Raven, but it turned out not being enough. Maybe Harper could help him figure out.

"Hey." He said, holding her close by her neck, their noses touching. "Don't even let me start telling you about what make you sexy as hell, I can go on the whole night."

Harper smiled, moving as if they could be closer than they already were, and wished it could last, wished the Grounders won't come and slay them, so they could last, because it felt damn good to be with Jasper and she couldn't choose something else.

A/N: Yey! Please don't hate me and please review? Thank you for reading! x