Emily Beal
As the sunlight fell through the window, immersing the hut in a warm orange glow, Clarke shifted the covers up over her face and shuffled further down the bed. She did not want to get out of bed today. But as the early morning sun began to warm up the room she groaned and began to emerge from the bed sheets.
"Morning Princess."
She rolled over on to her left side and sighed at the sight of Bellamy next to her, the light reflecting off his brown curly hair, making him look as handsome as ever. She never got tired of seeing his face on a morning and she was pretty sure she never would.
"Hey. Did I wake you?" she replied whilst shifting into a more comfortable position so she could enjoy the sight.
"Maybe." A smirk started to form on his mouth. "I don't mind, it's worth it to see you in this light."
Clarke felt a little flustered, which was strange that she would still feel like that after all the years she's known, and loved, Bellamy Blake.
She bit her lip and dipped her head behind her arm. "Don't say stuff like that! You know how I get." She was laughing now, nervous to be seen under the admiration that Bellamy had always reserved for her.
"I know Princess." He shuffled closer so their faces were just inches apart. Looking into her eyes he whispered "that's why I do it." He was smirking now. That all too familiar smirk she'd grown to love.
He turned on to his back and sighed. "We should probably get up now, stuff to do. We can't all sit around basking in the sunlight." He moved to get out of bed but Clarke grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.
"No, don't leave, ten minutes that's all we need." He saw a spark of mischief in her eyes and she knew she had him. He twisted in his spot and leant back onto the bed, laying Clarke back down as he did.
"And what do we need 10 minutes for, Princess?"
"This." She pulled herself up to him, one hand tangled in his hair the other cupped on his cheek. She kissed him slowly at first. They both stayed there for a moment, immersed in each other. Then Bellamy brought his hand up and stroked the curly blonde locks out of Clarke's hair. Breaking away from each other, they stared into each other's eyes. Clarke loved these moments. The simple ones. The times when the world around them disappeared and there was nothing left but Bellamy and Clarke. Tangled together, never letting go.
Clarke began to smile, warmth filling up her cheeks. Bellamy was stroking Clarkes head softly, combing through her golden waves. He loved Clarkes hair, always had. Her perfect locks had contributed to him nick naming her Princess and he never got tired of running his fingers through it, especially when he saw how much she enjoyed it.
"I still can't get over Raven and Wicks dinner party tonight." Clarke laughed thinking back to the monthly meetings they all had. They would all gather together once a month, Clarke and Bellamy, Raven and Wick, Octavia and Lincoln, jasper, Monty, Miller and Harper, taking it turns to host a dinner party. Most of the time they ended up in heated games of charades or debates on who had the funniest story of Jasper and Monty's antics but now and then they'd get together and remember the lives of those who they had lost. Finn often cropped up and he wasn't now the awkward topic that made the room go silent, he was the friend they had lost, the spacewalker they'll never forget and it brought them closer as a group, united them in memories and love. They were a family after all. But last night was something altogether. Octavia and Lincoln had announced that they were expecting a baby and the group had erupted in a mass of congratulations and fights over who gets to be the godparent and who gets to name the child.
Bellamy shuffled so he laid on his side, propping his elbow up and leaning on his hand.
"Yeah I definitely didn't expect to be told I'm gonna be an uncle."
"I'm so happy for O, her and Lincoln will make perfect parents and wow that kid will be strong willed." She chuckled at the thought of their child storming round with all the power and strength both parents so evidently had.
Bellamy cleared his throat. "Hey you know after we take care of that little errand today-''
"Urgh don't remind me Bell." Clarke pulled her arm over her face, covering her eyes. Bellamy pulled her arm back down and entwined his hands with hers. He could spend hours tracing her finger tips and palms. He was amazed by the way her hands fit perfectly in his and how they were half the size of his.
"No listen, I was thinking we could go up to the lake and spend a few hours up there? I know how much you like it and we could take some food and make a day of it."
"Bellamy." Clarke was looking him square in the eyes, her expression soft and full of love. "I'd love that." And with that she brought herself over him so she was laying on top of Bellamy. She leaned in close enough so her hair rested on his chest and kissed him with all the passion she had. He reciprocated and bought her hand to her face, moving away her hair and pulling her closer to him. She pulled back and stared at him, an idea coming into her head.
"You Know, we still have roughly around 5 minutes before we have to get up. We could always-"
Both their heads whipped round to look at the door which had just been flung open. A small, blonde haired-brown eyes little girl was standing in the doorway, teddy bear in hand.
"Mummy, Daddy. Is it time to get up yet?"
Clarke looked at Bellamy, he looked at the little girl with the same amount of love he looked at Clarke with.
"Yes sweetie it is." And with that Bellamy was off the bed scooping up their little girl wrapping her in his arms resulting in a warm giggle from her.
Clarke took the scene in and sighed. This was her life, and it couldn't be more perfect.