Clarke POV
My head slowly slumps onto my right shoulder as my brain screams for sleep. I've been working in the dropship all day, fixing sprained ankles, injured arms, headaches, stomach pains. Pretty much anything you can think of. These kids don't know when to
/stop. Everyday I see someone walking through the dropship doors complaining about something thatI am certainly not qualified to fix. But, afterall, their criminals. I should expect this. As I am just about to welcome the sleep my body has been
/waiting for, I hear avoice behind me.
"Clarke?" A husky voice says. My eyes snap open recognizing the voice. Just my luck.
"Yeah?" I ask.
"Why are you trying to fall asleep on the table you place sick patients on? Not the best bed in my opinion." Bellamy smirks. I roll my eyes.
"Wow Bellamy, real funny. I just cannot contain my laughter." I say everything with a straight face, just to prove I am not even close to being amused. "I've been working all day. I swear the kids don't know when to stop making reckless decisions
and
take a break." I sigh deeply as I try to keep myself from passing out right here on this floor. I look up towards Bellamy to see his signature smirk in place, but I couldn't sworn I saw a look of concern and sympathy in his eyes.
"C'mon Princess, let's get you to bed." Bellamy says. Now to anyone else, this would've just sounded like a casual statement, but to me, it meant much more. I don't know what has been going on with me lately but everytime I AMD close to Bellamy, or
/even
look at him, I get these weird butterflies in my stomach. It's just he's so damn cute. His chocolate brown eyes, cute nose dusted with small light freckles, oh and those soft, soft, kissable lips. No! Clarke you can't think this. He is your co-leader.
/Your partner, nothing more. He probably doesn't even feel the same way.
"No, no. I'm fine. I just need to take a little bre-" I break off my sentence as I find myself swaying slightly and my body falling towards the floor. I squeeze my eyes waiting to crash when all of the sudden I feel arms wrap around my waist and bring
/me back up. I peek through one eye to try and find what stopped me from landing when I see Bellamy's face right above mine. I feel like time had stopped. All I see is Bellamy's face inches away from mine and feel his hands firmly wrapped around my
/waist. We stare at eachother for what feels like an eternity, until I come to my senses and sputter out a "Thank you". Bellamy shakes his head, almost as if to clear it.
"No problem, Princess. But, we really need to get you to bed."
"I'm fin-" I was cut of when Bellamy says
"Don't even try to deny it, Princess. You almost just passed out on the ground. And that is how I find myself in my tent with none other than Bellamy Blake. As soon as I get in there I collapse onto my bed. I faintly feel my boots being pulled off
/and
myself being tucked under my blankets as I drift off into a fitful sleep.
Bellamy POV
I watch as Clarke collapses onto her bed and instantly passes out. I notice she still has her boots on, so I carefully tug them off. I am about to leave until I notice she is not covered by blankets. It's the middle of Winter, she'll freeze. I take the
/blanket and easily place it over her. I watch as her chest rises up and down. I can't help but see how beautiful she truly is. I've always had these feeling, somewhere deep down. I think that after everything we've been through together I've just
/come to realize them. Her beautiful face, her compassionate soul. She's just beautiful. There is no other word to describe her. I mean there is many, but that's all I can think of tonight. Beautiful Clarke Griffin. And I'm falling for her. Hard.
/"Goodnight Princess." I say. I walk over to her, place a soft kiss on her forhead. And I Walk outof her tentto get some sleep myself.