"I need you to pretend you got me pregnant."
Bellamy Blake chokes on his food, looking up at Clarke in disbelief. "You want me to what?"
"Pretend you got me pregnant." she repeats, taking her bottom lip between her teeth. She knows her cheeks have turned bright red by now; because hell, she's mortified. She's asking Bellamy to pretend to be her child's father.
"Why- Are you actually pregnant?" his eyebrows raise in surprise. "Kinda thought this was a way to make your mother mad or to get back at Spacewalker-" he pauses, putting pieces together in his mind. "It's Finn's, isn't it?"
Clarke tries her best to ignore the disappointment in his gaze as she nods, turning to the side and lifting her shirt to show the small bump to him. "It happened before Raven got here." she informs, pulling her shirt back down. "He didn't tell me he-" she purses her lips in anger, "He had a girlfriend."
Bellamy nods, chewing on his lip. "I'll do it."
"What?"
"I said I'll do it."
"You do realize you can't have anymore conquests; this has to be believable." she tells him, watching as his lips quirk into a frown. But they quickly form his signature smirk as he meets her gaze once again.
"If everyone thinks I'm already sleeping with the princess, why do I need some commoners?" he fights a laugh, and Clarke wants to punch him.
"Pig." she says, before she makes a show of storming out of his tent. (To be honest she was about 3 seconds away from laughing, but she wasn't going to let him know that.)
Clarke's more than embarrassed when Bellamy kisses her in front of everybody later that night. And when he drops to his knees to kiss her stomach she wants to crawl into her tent and never come out. His added, "How are my babies doing?" is completely over the top, but it works because everyone in earshot stops what their doing and stares. (Clarke knows by the looks her mother's giving her she's in for it later.)