-Tight Spaces-

It was a clouding and cool day in the 100's camp as everyone working on their designated jobs.

Clarke was in her tent, thinking and drawing.

-Clarke's Pov-

As I made the lines form a face with dark hair, brown eyes, and tanned skin, I smiled at my progress. I added final touches to his cheeks. He's handsome, isn't he? And sweet too, I thought with a smile. Damn it, I thought to myself. I closed the art book that I got from the bunker in the forest and pushed it to the side. I shouldn't have been thinking like that about Bellamy.

I sighed and moved to get up, but before I could, Octavia walked in.

She smiled at me and said, "Hey, Clarke, you are invited to a drinking game in the drop-ship! Be there" She then walked out before I could even say anything.

I just sat there with my mouth open. After a while, I closed it. Well at least there will be booze, I thought as I got up and walked out of my tent, headed to the drop-ship.

-Bellamy's Pov-

I sat down on my bed to catch a quick nap, but I couldn't sleep god damn it. All I could think about was the Princess; the way she was gentle, and kind but strong, and could make the hard choices, and her gorgeous blue eyes and blond hair…

For fuck's sake, I shouldn't have been thinking that way about her. Ahhhhhhuhhhhhhh.

I sat up, slipping my boots on just as Octavia walked in and said, "Hey, Bellamy, Clarke wants you in the drop-ship. She said something about medical supplies."

I nodded, standing up and saying, "Okay."

She smiled and ran off. I shook my head and made my way to the drop-ship

-15 Minutes Earlier-

-Octavia's Pov-

All of us – Miller, Harper, Jasper, Monty, Raven, and myself – were in the drop-ship.

I stood up and said, "Alright, guys, our plans are going down in flames. If we don't figure out how to get my brother and Clarke together soon, we're fucked." They all nodded and I continued, "Alright, anybody got any ideas?"

Jasper piped in with, "We could get them hammered and see what happens?"

I shook my head and said, "That won't work for one very important reason: Bellamy has one hell of a tolerance."

He nodded and started thinking again. Then Raven spoke, "We could just shove them in a small closet together and hope for the best."

Everyone shook their heads.

I spoke up, "No, guys, it may be idiotic, but it just might work." They looked at me, surprised, and Raven looked proud. I continued, "Alright, guys, we need a plan. I am going to get them here, but I need you guys ready to grab them and put them in the closet, okay?" They nodded and Miller put his hand the air. "Miller, what is it?"

He continued with, "Well, Octavia, Clarke should be somewhat easy to put in the closet with five people, but Bellamy? Not so much"

I smiled at him and said, "Well, Miller, that's why there's six people to help." He nodded, not so sure, but agreed. "Alright, everyone get ready, I'm going to go get them," I said with a smile as I walked out the door.

-Present Time-

-Clarke's Pov-

I stepped into the drop-ship and I noticed that Bellamy was right behind me. Before I could say anything, Harper and Octavia grabbed me, putting my arms behind my back and started pulling towards a closet.

I yelled, "Guys, what the hell! Please don't, I hate confined spaces! Please don't put me that closet!"

They didn't listen.

Fine, but I am not going to be locked in a closet. I moved sharp and kicked Octavia in the leg, elbowing Harper. They hissed and moved once more to grabbed me. Octavia pinned me with the help of Harper and shoved me into the closet, closing the door.

-Bellamy's Pov-

I stepped in right behind the Princess. I was just about to ask her why she needed me to come when Octavia and Harper grabbed her. I moved to release her from them when Miller, Monty, Jasper, and Raven grabbed me.

I yelled, "Let me go now! I don't want to hurt you but I will"

They said nothing. I heard Clarke begging them not to put her in a closet.

That's it, I'm done playing nice. I head butted Jasper to get him to let me go. He did and stumbled back. I punched Miller, elbowed Monty, and tripped Raven. I turned to see if Clarke was alright. They shoved her into the closet. Miller grabbed me and Octavia, along with everyone else, pinned me.

I yelled, "Damn it, let me go right now!"

Octavia laughed and said, "It's for your own good, brother."

They all shuffled to the closet that Clarke was in. Harper opened it and they shoved me in and locked it. Everything went dark and I was crammed into Clarke.

I yelled at the group on the other side of the door, "You guys better let us out right now!"

All I heard back was O saying, "Oh, don't get bossy with me. We'll let you out when we decide to."

I rolled my eyes and responded with, "Octavia Aurora Blake, you let us out right now!"

She laughed and said, "NO! Bellamy Caesar Blake!"

Uggggahhhh.

I heard Clarke say, "She's not going to let us out, is she?"

I laughed and said, "Yeah, I'm afraid that's true."

She said, "It's so dark, I can't see."

I respond with, "Yeah, it is." I heard her sigh. I thought for a second, then said, "Wait, I think I have a flashlight on me, hang on." I moved, crushing her. I heard her grunt uncomfortably as I reached and grabbed it from one of my pants pockets, quickly leaning back to give her more room. I switched the flashlight on; the whole closet lit up.

- -Clarke's Pov-

The closet lit up. I blinked a couple times, letting my eye adjust to the light.

I smiled at him and said, "Thank you."

He smirked and said, "You're welcome, Princess."

We were pushed together because of this stupid closet; me against his chest and him forced to have one arm around me with the other at his side, holding the light, his back against the door.

After a while, we heard Octavia's voice saying, "We won't let you out until you kiss!"

Bellamy stiffened and I felt my face go red in a blush.

After a minute or so, Bellamy said to me, "Well, Princess, if they won't let us out until we kiss, then we have no choice, do we?"

I looked at him, shocked. Oh my god, did he really just say that?

After a few seconds of silence, I spoke saying, "Bellamy, you're not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?"

He laughed, then said with a smirk, "Well, Princess, it could be worse."

I slowed my breathing and spoke again. "Bellamy, that is..."

I was cut off by his lips slamming into mine. It took me a second to realize what was happening. Then I moved closer, our lips moving in sync. It was hot and passionate, yet sweet and gentle.

-Bellamy's Pov-

I had to shut her up; and to be honest, I wanted to kiss her.

I pushed my lips against hers for a second. I thought she was going to crotch shot me, but then she deepened the kiss. I dropped the flashlight in my right hand, wrapping both my arms around her. She pulled me closer if that was possible. She moaned against my lips and then the door started to open. We broke apart, my arms falling back to their sides, and there stood Octavia with a smug look on her face. Clarke ran out of the closet, pushing past O and everyone else. I made my way out and glared at everyone, and then followed after her.

I stepped out of the drop-ship and saw her as she stepped into her tent. I sighed and walked over to her tent and kind of knocked/pushed her door flap to tell her that I was here. I stepped in. She was sitting on her cot with her head in her hands. I slowly made my way to her, pulling a chair in front of her and sitting down, taking her hands.

Slowly she lifted her head.

I said in calming voice, taking a risk, "Clarke, I'm glad we... kissed." She looked at me like she didn't believe me. I lifted my right hand, cupping her face. "Clarke... I... like you a lot, so I'm... glad we kissed."

She smiled and leaned against my hand. "I like you a lot too, Bell."

I moved closer and our lips met in a sweet and gentle kiss.

-No One's Pov-

Bellamy and Clarke sat in her tent, talking long into the night, not knowing what was going to happen in the near future, but not caring. Both of them knew that no matter what happened, they could count on each other.