"Let me see it Clarke," Lexa says. Clarke has been on the other side of their home for a while now trying on the headdress that Octavia had brought over.
"No," Clarke refused. "Maybe this was a bad idea."
Lexa sighed, "you're the one who said it was a good idea. It's a compromise, you said. It's just like wearing a veil you said."
"Well I was wrong okay, I've changed my mind." Clarke yells at her.
"Fine, you can always agree to let me take your mother on the hunt with the other intertwining families." Lexa smiled at the thought of this.
"Lexa," Clarke warned. Abby still hadn't come around to the idea of her and Lexa getting married but was trying for 'Clarke's sake' as she put it.
"Then just let me see," Lexa insisted.
Clarke sighed, "Fine." She stepped out from where she was hiding. It was actually a pretty simple headdress. Beaded beautifully and woven into Clarke's hair.
"Clarke it's beautiful. You look beautiful." Lexa said walking over and taking Clarke into her arms.
"I know, I thought so too." Clarke smiles, "it took over a hour to get it on right."
Taking Clarke's face in her hands Lexa pulled her in for a kiss. "Then what's the problem?"
Clarke leaned in and kissed Lexa again. She wrapped her arms around her pulling her in closer. As the kiss deepen Lexa's hands made their journey to weave themselves into Clarke's hair, like they always did. After about a minute Clarke felt Lexa frown into the kiss when she realized her fingers couldn't get past the intricacies of the headdress in order to properly make their way into Clarke's hair. Lexa pulled back and looked at Clarke, "this took you a hour to put on."
"Yes," Clarke confirmed.
"I can't just pull it off can I?" Lexa asked.
"Nope."
Lexa lowered her head into the crook of Clarke's neck and growled. "You'd have to wear it the entire festival anyway wouldn't you?"
"It's your tradition, Lexa not mine." Clarke said and she felt Lexa begin moving her face against her neck.
"Ugh this is ridiculous," Lexa said lifting up her head and she begins gently removing the headdress from Clarke's hair. "This stupid thing blocks all of your hair, none of it's even on your neck." Lexa stops what she's doing and looks at Clarke, "how am I supposed to kiss you properly with this thing on you?"
Clarke smiles and starts to laugh. Lexa lets Clarke laugh as she resumes removing the headdress from her hair. Once she is done she throws the now offensive object onto the bed, and nudges Clarke lightly. "That's why you didn't want to wear it, isn't it?"
Clarke just smiles back at Lexa, "you'll never know. You made it pretty clear that it wasn't happening anyway."
Lexa looks at the headdress that she had thrown on the bed and then she leans into kiss Clarke. Immediately she threads her fingers through Clarke's hair and Clarke smirks slightly into the kiss. She pulls back slightly and whispers, "better?"
Lexa doesn't say anything back instead she pulls Clarke over to the bed with her to continue their kissing.
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Octavia is sitting with the other seconds going over the hunting schedule for the week. One of the other seconds gestured for her to look up and she did. It was a good thing she did too, she was just in time to catch the headdress that had come flying at her head. "So Clarke's not wearing a headdress then," Octavia said Lexa now standing over her.
"Oh she'll be wearing a headdress, you will be finding one that is not such a pain in my ass." She tells her and starts to walk away. She turns back saying, "it better look at least as nice as that one though."
Once Lexa was gone, Octavia threw the headdress on the ground and groaned in frustration. The other seconds laughed, one spoke "Having fun yet Sky girl?"
"I'm in hell, you all killed me. This is hell. Please let this be hell and not my life." Octavia groaned again.
"You're not dead yet Sky girl but who knows by the end of this, you might be."