(Set after Clarke returns and everything is good and right with the world… I'm not crying I swear)
Laying in his tent (since he outright refused to sleep in the Ark despite the chilly winds, besides, he had grown used to the dull flap of the tent and found it difficult to sleep without it) with Clarke wrapped up in his arms and surrounded by blankets to fend off the cold, Bellamy thinks about when he fell in love with this girl. He's not entirely sure there had been one moment that sealed the deal because there had been so many. Maybe it was when she had the strength to do what he could not and stuck a knife in Atom's neck to end his suffering, or it could have been when she forgave him for inadvertently causing the culling of the souls so long ago. It could have been when she ran straight into his arms after closing the dropship doors to save everyone she could and it might have been when he saw her peaceful sleeping face by the fire and felt an overwhelming desire to protect that gentle expression, not a single hard line on her face. He sure as hell knew when she refused to walk through the gates of Camp Jaha. If he hadn't known he would have chased after her and begged her to stay for his own selfish reasons but he knew she had to do this, and he would be there when she could finally enter the Camp and be with the people she had sacrificed so much for, with him, and he was. So as Bellamy can't take his eyes off the blonde girl in his bed, can't keep his lips from caressing her soft shoulder and can't keep the smile off his face when she sighs in contentment, he knows that this moment seals the deal.
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