A/N: Hello, my lovelies. I've written another one shot. This time, i decided to write Modern Au bellarke cause I think they're adorable (they're usually bickering on every Modern AU fic I've read and I think it makes so much sense haha)

"Wooooooo! Partteeeyy"

Raven watched Jasper parading into the Reyes-Griffin-(younger) Blake apartment as if they were throwing a freaking frat party.

"Seriously?" she asked as Monty followed him, glancing at her and sharing the lack of enthusiasm.

"Didn't Octavia tell you?" he groaned.

"Tell me what-"she started to ask when Octavia emerged from the room carrying something.

"Is that-?" Jasper pointed at the white plastic which was folded into a square and tucked under her arms.

Her eyes sparkled immediately.

"YES!" she squealed and soon they were both jumping up and down in the living room as the other two watched, rolling their eyes.

"This is gonna be so much fun!" Octavia shrieked.

"What will?" a deep voice interrupted, as he walked through the front door and closed it behind him.

She ran to him, unfolding the object that was in her arms and holding it in front of her.

Bellamy scowled," Please tell me this is some of your boyfriend's weird progressive art and not what I think it is."

His sister shook her head still smiling (and ignoring the comment).

"What is going on here?" Clarke appeared from the bathroom probably, since she had her head down as she dried her hair with a white towel. Her eyes focused on the object in Octavia's hands, "Is that what I think it is?" she narrowed her eyes, lifting her head.

"Dancing Mats!" Jasper and Octavia yelled at the same time and then they were both jumping again as Bellamy massaged his temples.

"Guys, did you forget that we play Just Dance every other month?" Raven finally got that off her chest

"It's not the same" Jasper replied, sounding slightly offended.

"Yeah, but don't you think that staying up all night discussing which dancing mat model to buy on ebay is a little extreme." Monty asked

"You bought it?!" Clarke and Bellamy shouted at the same time, then glared at each other.

Before Octavia could open her mind to say Duh, of course they bought it, something hit her head.

"Everyone shut up!" Raven suddenly yelled, picking some cushions from the couch and throwing them around.

Then she ran to get the door (apparently someone had knocked on it while they were arguing).

"What's wrong with her?" Monty asked as he rubbed his head after being hit by a flying cushion.

"The boyfriend is coming over today" Octavia raised one of her eyebrows.

"What?" Jasper widened his eyes and gaped, "How come I didn't know about this?"

The sound of the door cracking open caught their attention before they could answer. They heard Raven and the new guy saying small "hi"s before he gave her a peck on the lips.

She closed the door and they walked into the living room, "Everyone, this is Wick. Wick, this is everyone," she said casually.

"Kyle," he spoke looking pointedly at her, then he talked to the group," you can call me Kyle."

"Ah, so you are the secret boyfriend she's been hiding from us for months." Jasper wiggled his eyebrows earning a death glare from the girl.

Wick actually laughed at that before crossing his arms across his chest, "So you must be Jasper." He smirked.

Monty placed a hand on his chest near his heart," So she told you about us, that's so sweet." He commented sarcastically while Raven decided to direct her death glare to Wick.

Clearly already immune to his girlfriend's intimidations, he kept going," and you two must be Octavia and Monty cause those two over there glaring at each other are Bellamy and Clarke."

Octavia burst out laughing as the duo in question turned to him with furrowed eyebrows.

"I like you already." She commented, now sniggering at her brother and best friend's confused expressions.

"Clarke and… Bellamy" Lincoln read.

Everyone groaned.

"Seriously?" Monty nearly banged his head on the table, "It's too early for that."

Wick raised both his eyebrows and sent Raven an amused smile

Just half an hour earlier, when their last guests (Miller and Lincoln) had arrived, Octavia had been explaining how they had this "tradition" of drawing the name of the people who would compete against each other in each turn of the game they'd play. Mainly because on their earlier Game Nights, Bellamy and Clarke would always antagonize each other and get insufferably competitive, monopolizing the game controllers/boards/darts/dices/anything really for the rest of the evening.

"Need I remind you that you are the ones forcing me to play this?" Bellamy raised his eyebrow from where he sat on the couch.

"Are you backing down?" Clarke asked, standing up and kicking off her shoes.

"In your dreams, princess." He mirrored her, dramatically removing his shoes and letting them drop on the floor with a bang, "But you do know that you can't dance, don't you?"

She gasped, "it was an accidentand you know it", she pointed her finger at him, narrowing her eyes," It's not my fault if you wouldn't move your stupid rugs last time we were playing-"

"No. You are a terrible dancer." Raven interrupted.

"She isn't worse than Bell," Octavia added, making Clarke beam.

The boy glared at her "Fine, then I guess there's only one way to decide this."

Everyone groaned again.

From the spot he and Raven sat by the kitchen counter, Wick chuckled. When she sent him a questioning look, he explained, "I think they are great."

She rolled her eyes, "Let's see how great you think they are in two hours."

So far that evening, he had witnessed Clarke mocking Bellamy about his Mythological Calendars; Bellamy mocking her minimalist furniture, which Clarke replied by throwing her wet hair towel at his chest (proudly claiming she knew he was wearing his favourite shirt); Clarke screaming at him from the bathroom because he used all that was left of her favourite hand soap, which he replied by calling her a spoiled princess and declaring that the soap stank anyway; Clarke literally jumping on his back when he tried to ate the last cookie Miller had brought; Clarke stealing Bellamy's phone and changing all of his ringtones to My Little Pony songs; Bellamy and Clarke having a 5 minute discussion over which pizza flavours they should order that night; Bellamy throwing Clarke over his shoulder after Clarke tried to steal Monty's phone when he was finally done waiting for them and called the pizza place anyway.

Wick really thought he had seen everything there was to see.

1 hour later

"Why. Why won't they stop?" Wick asked as he, Raven, Octavia and Lincoln watched the duo from the kitchen.

As he passed a hand through his face groaning, Bellamy and Clarke were jumping on the stupid dancing mats, yelling at each other. Monty, Jasper and Miller were passed out on the couch near them.

"How come they get tied every single time?" he pointed at the scene unfolding in front of them.

Bellamy and Clarke were sweating like pigs, watching the screen in front of them with an unshakable concentration, jumping to the rhythm of the music

(or actually, trying

Oh,because they missed the rhythm every single time)

"How can they even dance so badly?"

"It's probably because they're both so uptight." Octavia commented.

"You know, we're dancing but we aren't deaf, right?" Clarke asked as she stomped on the arrow in her left and missed her next move. She cursed under her breath and Bellamy grinned.

"Keep talking to them, princess. I'm really looking forward to winning this."

"Shut up, Bellamy." She spat out and pushed him a little with her right arm.

"HEY! That's against the rules!" he yelled, missing his next move, which caused her to smile.

Wick groaned again.

Raven patted his shoulder with a sarcastic smile, "I hate to say I told you so."

Lincoln smiled quietly, "You'll grow used to them."

Octavia rolled her eyes but the corner of her lips turned up. She was about to reply when they heard a series of muffled knocks on their wall. Then there was someone yelling from the apartment next to theirs something like "Hey kwwp thw nwwuws dwnn"

Raven sighed, "That's our neighbour, he's complaining about the noise as usual" she explained before walking towards the kitchen wall and banging on it, " It's Friday night, who cares-" she started yelling

"Hey, maybe we should invite him over. "Octavia interrupted her. At Raven's raised eyebrow, she explained," Bell and Clarke won't stop the game to eat anytime soon, and the food will get cold and I don't feel like keeping the leftovers. You know what happened last time we kept them."

Raven shuddered at the memories of the cockroaches nest they found that one time.

(In their defence, there wasn't any space left on the fridge and the leftovers ended up somehow being kept on the cuisine's cabinet which they for some reason forgot to open for months)

Raven nodded slowly before banging on the wall again, "Hey, Murphy! Come over. And bring Emori cause we like her better than you."

There was silence after that, to which they assumed meant they were either coming or that they've ignored her.

Either way, she walked back towards the kitchen counter, where all the food was. As she sat down, taking a slice of pizza, the game made a loud sound from the living room for the millionth time.

"WOO, Watch me Blake." She threw her hands in the air in celebration," This game will end sooner-"

There was another loud noise as Bellamy managed to perform a combo (or maybe half a combo, because they were really that terrible). He looked at her smugly and she groaned, then they both focused on the screen again.

"So, contemporary art" Wick continued the previous conversation he was having with Lincoln.

"That was how we met," Octavia explained as she dried some dishes here and there (having nothing better to do, since she obviously couldn't play).

"Yeap. She forced me to go watch some weird artistic dance. Who knew she'd find love while I was out there almost killing myself." Raven commented taking a big bite of her pizza, "No offence, Lincoln, you're a great dancer."

"None taken." He smiled.

Wick rested his elbow on the counter, itching his chin as he eyed her with one raised eyebrow," You watching contemporary artistic dance? What did she had on you, wrench monkey?"

She slapped his arm for the nickname while Octavia and Lincoln exchanged an amused look.

Raven muttered," I accidentally crashed her motorbike"

Octavia laughed, "Accidentally? You accidentally hit a guy-"

There was a knock on the door, which prevented her from telling the embarrassing tale of how Raven got a little too pissed at a guy who wolf-whistled at her form the sidewalk.

"It's open!" the girls shouted.

Murphy and Emori walked through the front door. When he noticed the scene on the living room, he chuckled, "I didn't know he was here, that explains it."

Octavia grimaced as she looked at Bellamy and Clarke, who were super focused on the game all while trying to push each other off their respective dancing mats, "We tried asking them to put the volume down, but you know they never hear us anyway."

Murphy nodded as he sat down unceremoniously by the counter, taking a cup and a plate.

Emori walked towards them slowly, greeting everyone until she stopped at Wick.

Raven noticed her confusion, then swallowed quickly before explaining," That's Kyle."

"Hi, I'm the boyfriend" He deadpanned, waving his right hand lightly as Raven began to wonder why she was worrying whether Wick and her friends would get along when they were all the same kind of idiots.

"Nice to meet you, " Emori answered.

"So we're on a triple date?" Murphy asked as he looked at all the food and tried to figure out what he wanted to eat first.

"CLARKE-" they heard Bellamy yelling louder than usual, interrupting their conversation.

"What? You can leave if you want to." She shrugged, twirling around and stepping on the back arrows of the dancing mat at the same time. "Just quit."

"Winning-"he jumped on the circle at middle of the mat," by default Clarke-"he stomped on the top green arrow," Really?" he raised one sweaty brow.

She stepped on the bottom arrow," It's not my fault-"she hopped on both arrows beside her" if you have a tiny bladder."

He narrowed his eyes at her, "Oh, it's so on now." He turned around furiously and stomped on the top and bottom arrows at the same time.

Another hour later

They were all laughing at something Octavia had just said, forgetting all about the night game they were supposed to be having, when they heard it.

The loud noise coming from the game for the billionth time. But it was louder that time, for the first time in two hours.

Then there was a shriek, which probably woke up all the neighbours (definitely woke up Miller, Jasper and Monty who nearly jumped at the sound, definitely gave the three couples a whiplash as they snapped their heads to look at the source).

Clarke was jumping around while Bellamy watched, shoulders slumped and wearing a murderous expression.

"YEAAAAAAH. TAKE THAT-"she took a few steps closer until she was actually poking him on the chest, Bellamy opened his mouth to retort but she interrupted him," I WIN, BLAKE. WHO IS THE WORST DANCER ?" she yelled right before she grabbed his cheeks and planted one on him.

Right there, in the middle of the living room, with all of their friends watching. (Plus Murphy and Emori.) She freaking kissed him.

Jasper widened his eyes and looked at Monty, who seemed equally flabbergasted, before they looked back at them, then started whistling and clapping. The others, recovering from their shock, followed suit.

Her eyes snapped open right before she pulled away, facing Bellamy whose eyes were about to pop out of his head.

Miller was laughing so hard he fell off the couch, Raven and Octavia were "woohoooo"ing them, Lincoln wore his knowing smile while Murphy and Wick chuckled enthusiastically. Emori was simply confused

("what is so funny? weren't they dating?" She asked, but she only got more laughter as a reply)

Clarke felt her cheeks burning as she opened and closed her mouth once, twice, thrice trying to explain herself.

It was suddenly very quiet in the room, while she tried to say anything. She watched as Bellamy's expression slowly changed, going from startled to sly. He tipped his chin and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"I want a rematch."

"Wha- what?" she stammered.

"I want a rematch." He said louder. Some of their friends started to smile, wondering if they got that right.

She looked around and blinked, "Bellamy-"she stuttered and he just looked at her smugly, driving her crazy. Not only her cheeks but her entire face was red as she watched his raised eyebrows and matching smirk. Was he implying what she thought he was implying?

"Are you backing down?" he crossed his arms in front of his chest, eyes glinting mischievously. Then, their friends caught up on what he definitely was implying. That was when their audience started making their little "oohh" "aahhh"s sounds, in response to Bellamy's challenge.

Clarke looked at him, barely believing what was happening at that moment. She bit her lip, trying to fight off a smile -and failing- so she settled for putting her hands on her hips and taking another step forwards. "Fine." She whispered gazing into his eyes, gladly noticing how they widened a bit before he chuckled.

Their friends burst out cackling and cheering even louder (their neighbours were sure going to call the police).

While Raven held her stomach and Wick wiped tears from his eyes, he said "Yeap. I still think they are great."

And if Clarke lost the game not five minutes later, it was just because she was out of luck, not because she wondered if Bellamy was really going to kiss her if he won.

( He did )

So that was the "Take that" kiss.

To be honest when I first read it, i wondered how on earth would a kiss like that work... then my brain mocked me by creating an AU with it in 5 minutes

I had so much fun writing it, i hope you guys liked it

Funny thing is that I made clarke say "take that" over that unconsciously. I just figured it was something she would say and I didn't realize it was the name of the trope. LOL

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