Bellarke drabble based off of this Tumblr prompt: "Hi sorry I live below you and I hear your dog running around an barking all the time and - no no it's fine I was just hoping maybe I could pet it?" AU
It was 10:00pm. Clarke was sitting at her desk, mulling over her anatomy and biology textbooks trying to get some of her homework done for her class tomorrow morning, when she heard it again. The pitter-patter of paws across a hard wood floor, a dog barking at what sounded like its toy being thrown around the apartment.
Hearing the dog upstairs made Clarke think about home, and how she missed her own dog Lucky back at her mother's place. Lucky was her Bernese Mountain Dog that she had to leave behind when she began college. She didn't want to take him with her seeing as how the dog was so used to living at her mom's place and didn't think he'd fare well in an apartment. Clarke missed her dog like crazy though. Lucky was family to her and she missed him everyday. She glanced at the photo of her and Lucky in her mom's backyard that was on her desk and smiled.
Clarke heard the dog bark again as a thunk sounded on the floor above her head. She smiled up at the ceiling and suddenly an idea struck her. Without really thinking it through, Clarke jumped out of her seat, ran out of her apartment and dashed up the flight of stairs to her upstairs neighbor's door. As she knocked on the door, she realized what she was doing and suddenly Clarke got nervous. She was knocking on the door of a complete stranger for heaven's sake, all out of homesickness brought on by a dog. Just as she was about to turn around and head back down the stairs, the apartment door opened and she turned and glanced at the dog she'd been hearing - a cute Golden Retriever. It started barking and wagging its tail at her.
"Can I help you?" the dog's owner inquired.
Looking up - way up - at the owner, Clarke became even more flustered. She did not expect that the dog's owner would be an extremely tall, freckle-faced, dark haired, bare-chested, well-built, scorching hot man: who was wearing nothing but flannel pajama bottoms and a small smirk. Talk about drool-worthy, Clarke thought.
Composing herself, she replied, "Hi! Sorry, I live below you and I hear your dog running around an barking all the time and -"
"Oh shit, I'm sorry is he annoying? I'll keep him quieter. " the owner interrupted, looking apologetic.
"NO! No it's fine, I was just hoping, maybe I could pet it?" Clarke requested, "I mean, I know this sounds dumb, but I kept hearing your dog running around and barking and I just got homesick because I had to leave my dog with my mom, and I just really miss Lucky and yeah, I'm sorry for bothering you." Clarke ranted.
The owner smiled, a real genuine smile, "It's completely fine. Come in. This is Eros." he noted, gesturing to the golden now laying happily at his feet.
Clarke leaned down, "Hey Eros, oh aren't you a cutie!" she exclaimed. The dog lept up, licking right up her cheek and all but knocking her right over. She sat cross legged on the floor, while the dog did all he could to jump in her lap.
"How'd you come up with the name Eros?" Clarke asked.
"I really like history and Greek mythology especially, it's what I'm doing for my Masters. Eros was a young god & the son of Aphrodite. Eros also meant love. " he replied.
"Oh that's actually very cool!" Clarke enthused, smiling up at the handsome stranger. They sat on the floor of his apartment, enthralled in small talk about their majors, their families, and of course their pets. Clarke told him about how she was in pre-med, lived with her mother and how Lucky was more like her family than her pet. He talked about his masters in history and his sister and how he found Eros.
"He really likes you." The owner noted, smiling.
"I feel the same way about him," Clarke replied, getting up an patting the dog on its head. "Well, thank you for that, seriously. It was a much needed study break."
"Well feel free to come by whenever you need a study break, um-" he said, searching for her name, realizing in all the talk they'd never exchanged names.
"It's Clarke. Clarke Griffin" She smiled and held out her hand.
"Bellamy Blake, nice to meet you Clarke." Bellamy replied, shaking her hand. "Seriously, anytime you get homesick, come on up and visit me and Eros, okay?"
"I will!" Clarke grinned, looking down at the dog still sitting near her.
Just as she was about to turn around to head back to her apartment, Bellamy spoke up again, "Hey, so do you think you'll need a study break say, this Saturday at 8:00pm? Maybe to go grab a drink at the Ark Station bar down the road?" he asked.
Clarke smiled, blushed a little and nodded, "I think that sounds like the right time for my next break. I'll be there."
