A/N: Idk really, I saw this prompt somewhere on tumblr and thought why not. I wrote this like 5 minutes ago while finally watching the EMA's so please be gentle; since I'd written it, I thought I may as well post it. And its pretty short compared to my other stuff.
"Clarke!" Raven called out, bringing her friend out of her thoughts. "Stop staring, it's getting weird."
"I'm not staring," Clarke responded. She was. They – Clarke, Octavia and Raven – were at the bar – TonDC – only a few blocks off campus. And there was this ridiculously hot brunette working the bar who Clarke couldn't keep her eyes off. She'd seen the girl on campus as well, coming to the conclusion that she went to Ark University as well but Clarke couldn't get herself to talk to her.
"Really?" Octavia arched an eyebrow. "What were me and Raven talking about?"
"Uh…" As embarrassing as it was, Clarke did completely zone out. "Complaining about classes…?"
"Good guess but no." Octavia replied. "You should go talk to her." She suggested after a moment.
"What? Why?"
"You've been pretty much staring at her for the past week and we think its time that you did." Raven replied matter-of-factly.
"I haven't been staring, come on."
"Yes, you have now go talk to her." Octavia told her.
When Clarke hesitated, Raven spoke up, "Is Clarke Griffin hesitating to go talk to a girl?"
She rolled her eyes at her friend. "I'm not hesitating, I don't see why I would."
"Why wouldn't you?" Octavia jumped in. "She's hot." She attempted to whisper but failed.
She didn't want to admit it, but Clarke had a feeling the brunette would turn her down. Which was unusual on its own because Clarke Griffin didn't second-guess herself when it came to girls, or guys. But there was something about the other girl's demeanor that made Clarke believe she wasn't too approachable. Unlike the other bartender working with her, she hadn't spoken a word to anyone sitting there other than to ask them what they wanted the entire time Clarke had seen her. If anything, she hadn't even seen the brunette smile.
"Wait…" Raven interrupted. "You think she's going to turn you down."
Clarke scoffed, trying to hide the fact that she believed it. "Please, when was the last time someone turned me down?"
"No no no," Octavia interjected. "Raven's right, you think she's going to turn you down."
"Have you seen her?" Clarke asked them rhetorically. "I don't think I've seen her smile."
"So you do think she's gonna turn you down."
Clarke sighed, "No…"
"Then prove it." Raven told her with a smile. If she knew her best friend, she knew that a sure fire way to get her to do something was to challenge her. "I bet you can't get her number."
"Fine." Clarke stood up from their booth on the opposite end of the room from the bar and began to walk up towards it.
As she approached, Clarke took a seat on the bar stool closet to the brunette.
.
Lexa could feel the blonde on the other end of the room staring at her…again. As unusual as it was, she didn't really mind. She'd seen her around campus as well and wanted to strike up a conversation but something in her made her not do it. At first Lexa couldn't really tell whether the blonde was even into girls but if her staring at her was any indication, she definitely wasn't straight. She's out of my league. Lexa told herself as she went back sorting the shot glasses.
The next time she looked up, the blonde was talking to her friends about something, she seemed a little frustrated and mildly pissed off. Lexa didn't think too much of it and went back to work.
"Hi," She heard about a minute later. Bringing her head up, she saw the blonde.
It took her longer than she'd expected to reply. Lexa knew she was staring but those blue eyes were intense and intoxicating. "Sorry," She finally muttered and looked away. "Can I help you?"
Clarke bit her lip, not knowing what to say. "I don't know…can you?" She finally asked, batting her eyelashes.
That caused an involuntary laugh to leave the stone faced brunette's lip momentarily before she brought her hand up to her mouth, going back to her stoic expression within a blink of an eye. "Really?" She asked in disbelieve, that was a bad line to say the very least.
"I'm so sorry, that was terrible." Clarke laughed at herself, feeling the warmth creeping up her cheeks and hoping they weren't going red.
Lexa watched her for a moment as she tried to come back from that. Her laugh was probably one of the cutest one Lexa'd heard in a very long time. "I would ask you what you're drinking but I know for a fact that your drink is on the table there with your friends." Lexa motioned towards the direction of the booth.
"Yeah…" Clarke responded. "So I take it you noticed me…" She trailed off.
"Staring?" She offered. "Yeah."
She waited a moment, trying to think of what to say next. "I'm really sorry about that." Clarke thought apologizing was as good a place as any to start. "But you're kinda distracting…"
"Don't worry about it." Lexa replied.
A few moments of silence passed, neither of them knowing what to say next. This was all too new for Clarke, she had no idea why the brunette standing across the bar was making her nervous; Clarke Griffin didn't get nervous. "I'm Clarke, by the way." She realized they hadn't even introduced themselves to each other.
"Lexa." She replied with a nod. "So Clarke, what can I do for you?"
"I was wondering if I could call you some time, maybe go out for a drink? You know…when you're now working?" Clarke hesitated.
Lexa forced a smile at the blonde. "Sorry, I don't really do…that."
"And what is…that?"
"Going out for a drink…dates." She explained.
"Who said anything about a date?" Clarke asked quickly, backtracking.
Lexa only arched her eyebrows.
"Okay fine." She gave in. "Look, my two best friends said I couldn't get your number and I really don't like being told I can't do something so…"
"So they're the only reason you came up to talk to me?"
"No…but…" Clarke sighed, god, she was frustrating. "Can I get your number or what?"
"Well…" Lexa started, beginning to take a step backwards. "I don't know…"
"Oh come on," She sighed.
"I have to get back to work but I get off in like…" Lexa looked down at the watch on her wrist, "Five minutes. Will your friends accept if you come with me to my place instead?"
Clarke looked at her with a look of surprise, mostly 'are-you-serious-?', "What makes you think I'm going to leave the bar with you?" She challenged. If Lexa was playing hard to get, she could play along.
"Hmm…" Lexa pretended to think for a moment. "Well, I don't think you have any other plans tonight and you have been staring at me for the past…week almost." Also I think you're really hot but also cute at the same time. "Also, I don't have anything else to do tonight and I wouldn't mind spending it with you…at all."
Clarke turned in her seat to look at her friends who turned their gaze away the moment they noticed Clarke looking at them. "You know what? You're right, I have nothing better to do tonight and I wouldn't mind spending it with you either."
Lexa gave her a suggestive smile, "You wanna wait here or do you want to go back to your friends?"
"I think I'll wait." Clarke mirrored her smile and she swears she saw Lexa's breath hitch even though it was only for a moment.
.
About five minutes later, Lexa walked up out; wearing a black leather jacket over her plain black t-shirt and her hair – which was previously tied back into a ponytail – falling past her shoulders and framing her face perfectly. "Ready to go?"
"Yeah," Clarke hopped off her bar stool and walked back towards her booth to grab her jacket and bag with Lexa next to her.
She waited a few feet away as Clarke approached her friends and wordlessly reached for her jacket and bag.
"Where are you going…?" Octavia asked, confused.
"With Lexa." Clarke replied casually, motioning towards the brunette with a nod.
"Wait, what?" Raven looked at her, surprised. "You didn't even want to go get her number, now you're leaving with her?"
Clarke only nodded, beginning to walk away. "I'll see you guys tomorrow."
"Is she serious?" Clarke could hear Octavia ask Raven as she walked away with Lexa.
"Are your friends okay with this?" Lexa asked as they stepped out of the bar.
"They're mostly surprised." She told her as they continued walking. "I usually like to get to know someone for at least an hour before leaving with them."
"Hmm," Lexa nodded.
"Where are we going?" Clarke asked.
"My apartment's a block down." They were only a few feet away from the bar when Lexa stopped.
"Wha-?" Before Clarke could finish, Lexa brought her hands up to her face, leaning in to kiss her. Clarke kissed back the moment her mind caught up to what was happening. Her eyes fluttered shut and her arms moved up the brunette's back until her fingers could tangle in her hair. Clarke hummed into the kiss as Lexa bit her bottom lip, her hands having moved down to rest on her waist.
"I was wondering when you'd do that." Clarke muttered when they finally pulled apart for air, they're faces still close enough for their noses to be touching.
"Want to stop till we get to my place?" Lexa brought her face away, biting her lip.
"Not really, but we I think we should."
A/N: I really don't know why I'm even posting it, I'm not really happy with it. But yeah, let me know what you think and it's meant to be a one-shot but should it be or should I expand on it?
