Hey there my lovelies! I was in the mood for some fluff and so this happened! I hope you'll enjoy!
It's not the time for childish stuff like love. Love is for kids. And she certainly wasn't one anymore. They all stopped being children when they had been send down to earth to die.
So, she decided that this needs to stop. Immediately. Which, of course, wasn't that easy, considering that the object of her desire was around her 24/7. And he was ridiculously handsome (and lovable). And, right now, he was coming nearer and nearer with his dumb (but really cute) smirk glued to his face. Dammit!
"Princess Clarke!" He greeted grinning. Her answer consisted of her perfected, all-known master eye roll. She hated his guts when he called her Princess. (She loved it.)
"What do you want, Bell?" She asked annoyed. She hated his stupid (beautiful) ass-face and this matching smug grin.
"I... found this... Just come with me Clarky-bear!" He laughed as her took her hand to show her the way to his discovery.
'What the hell had gotten into him?' She asked herself while being dragged to a small bungalow.
"Bellamy, what are we doing here?" She was confused. Since when had this bungalow even been here? They never noticed, though it wasn't that far away from the camp. Since he wouldn't give her an answer, she just followed him into that small housing. Her eyes widened in surprise when she noticed it.
"Is that..? I mean.."
"Yes, it is. I-I thought you might like it. I mean, I have seen your.. uh.. your cell.. You know, back then when I was a, well, guard. And I found this and I thought.. I mean.. If you don't want it, that's fine then. Just let us forget that that ever happened," he quickly muttered, avoiding eye contact with her.
"Bell," she softly smiled at him and took a few steps to the small table across the room. She let her finger glide over the crayons and her smile just got bigger. She turned back to him with a warm smile and almost giggles when she notices how nervous he had been.
"It's stupid, huh? Look, I'm sorry, I just, I thought..."
"It's perfect, Bellamy," she interrupted and wrapped her arms around him to pull him in a tight hug which took him by surprise.
"Thank you so much," she whispered into his ear, making him shiver slightly. He also wrapped his arms around her and never wanted to ever let her go again.
"You're welcome, Clarke," he replied quietly and gently pressed a kiss onto her forehead.
'Maybe,' Clarke thought, 'Maybe love wasn't that bad after all...'