okay, so let me begin with the fact i know i haven't updated any of my other stories in months and i apologise! I'm in my senior year not and I've been stressed with homework and studying and work and whatnot, so ill try to update them during april holidays. this is just something i had muse for, but let me know if you want me to make a series of oneshots that are shippy, request them below.

and I'm sorry for being literal trash

~MBL xx

It didn't hit Clarke until she saw Octavia go swimming again.

It had been a few days after they had rescued the 44 from Mt. Weather, and everyone was starting to wind down.

But not Clarke.

Clarke took a walk down where she knew a body of water lay, bringing her sketchpad and a few pencils, just to try and take a break from everything, to stop the thoughts running through her head.

She doesn't even notice someone else was already there until she set up and sat down.

She glanced up, pencil pressing against the paper, when she noticed brown hair and an almost bare body diving into the pool. She put the pad by her side, standing up with her brow furrowed in confusion. She took a few hesitant steps to the water, hands in the pockets of her cargo pants, glancing at the crystal clear liquid.

Suddenly, a head came bursting out of the water, leaving Clarke to let out a quiet yelp and humble back in surprise.

"Clarke?"

The familiar voice allowed Clarke to let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Octavia?What the hell are you doing?"

"Same thing you are, I suppose," she shrugged, taking a few steps out of the water, slicking her hair out of her face with a contented sigh. Suddenly, Clarke felt her heart racing, though she supposed it was from the sweltering heat.

"Shouldn't you be with Bellamy?" She asked. She felt bad for interrogating the brunette, but she was honestly curious as to why the once-bright young girl had become so hardened. She hadn't spoken much since they rescued the 44, and Clarke was beginning to get worried about her.

"Bellamy doesn't need a babysitter," Octavia bit back, slumping onto the floor, resting her elbows on her knees.

The blonde raised her hands in surrender, moving to Octavia and gesturing to the ground next to her. "May I sit?"

The other girl simply let out a silent shrug, gazing into the sunset that was looming over the lake, reds and yellows bounding off the water, casting bright lights on the trees surrounding it.

After a few minutes of awkward, gruelling silence, Octavia finally broke it, sighing. "Camp Jaha doesn't feel like home, the Drop Ship camp was destroyed, and I'm no longer with the Grounders. I don't belong. Again."

The confession had Clarke's neck snapping up to meet Octavia's eyes, which were brimming with unshed tears.

Suddenly, a pale arm was wrapped around tanned shoulders, rubbing soothing circles as the brunette's body was shaking with unshed tears.

"Hey, it's okay," she soothed, "you're okay, I'm here for you. I'll be your home." The words slipped out of Clarke's mouth before she could even stop them, and the absurdity of the sentence had her eyes wide open in surprise. Octavia lifted her head off Clarke's shoulder, her blue-gray eyes boring into Clarke's pure blue.

"W- what?" She asked, tilting her head in confusion.

"I- I mean, I'll be... your home. Like, as in-"

Her words were cut short when wet lips pressed against her own. It took a split second before she conformed to the kiss, cupping the back of Octavia's neck and massaging her jawline with her thumb.

Octavia manoeuvred them so her still-dripping body was on top of Clarke's dry one, as her hands raked up and down the sides of the blonde's body in sheer ecstasy.

It's Clarke who finally breaks the kiss after several minutes, smiling widely, watching Octavia's smile mirror her own.

"You're beautiful," Clarke mumbled, her eyes gazing into bright pools of heaven.

"And you're my home," Octavia whispered back, leaning in to meet Clarke's lips once more.

and that's my drabble! please let me know what you think, and if i should write more drabbles. send me ships if you want! :3

~MBL xx