Octavia
I didn't think Bellamy cared about anyone, except me of course. He always did what he thought was best for me, even though he was a real asshole about it. 'My sister, my responsibility' and all that crap. I can take care of myself. I didn't think I could ever get him to see that, until Clarke came around. She talked him down, she made him see reason. And he listened to her.
I didn't understand at first. They bantered like hell. I thought they hated each other, but now it's clear to me that I was wrong. When we found the Ark camp, after evading the Grounders and saving Mel from the cliff, Clarke ran at him and jumped into his arms. I didn't think anyone cared about him like I did. I never thought he cared about anyone like he did me. But them he grabbed her around the waist and held her to him, lifting her up, his shoulders relaxing. He was relieved to see her. The crease in his brows disappeared and the corners of his mouth perked up. He was smiling. And it was then that I realized he loved her. Or at least he was close to loving her. "Now there's something I never thought I'd see," I said. I never thought he would find love. Any woman willing to love my asshole of a big brother has to be a fearsome thing to behold and little bit crazy. It makes sense that if it's anyone, it's Clarke. Now if only I can get them to admit their feelings to one another, they both deserve happiness. They're both very stubborn.. but it shouldn't be that hard to do, right?