The following Friday, Lexa returns home to find Clarke lounging on the couch in the living room with a drink in her hand. Deciding to mix one of her own, Lexa shakes up a martini for herself before slipping out of her heels and sitting on the couch next to Clarke.
"How was your day?" Lexa asks Clarke.
"It was fine. What about you?" Clarke asks in return, tucking her legs under herself and turning to face Lexa.
Lexa turns her body so her side is leaning against the back of the couch, and she is facing Clarke as well. "Nothing out of the ordinary. Everything is running smoothly." Just as Lexa finishes speaking, she hears her phone buzz in her pocket. Remembering her conversation with Nyko, she deliberates for a second before taking it out. However, she chooses to silence it before returning her gaze to Clarke.
"You can get that." Clarke tells her, looking down at the drink in her lap.
"It can wait. It's a Friday night, I just got home, and I'm talking with you." Lexa says, reaching out with her hand to rest on top of one of Clarke's. She gently squeezes, prompting Clarke to meet her gaze. Lexa is met with eyes as blue as the sky, perhaps made more so by the tinge of sadness she discovers in them. Lexa feels a pang of her own sadness at seeing her wife's pain. "I know you think my work schedule is harsh, but it's how my company has survived all these years."
Clarke looks away from Lexa's piercing gaze. "Maybe life should be about more than just surviving. Don't we deserve better than that?"
There's a pregnant pause. Staring at Clarke's lips, Lexa whispers, "maybe we do." She brings her hand up to cup the back of Clarke's neck, pulling Clarke to her before kissing her softly. Surprised at the sudden contact, Clarke stiffens, but soon leans into the kiss, pressing her lips back against Lexa's and bringing her free hand to rest gently on Lexa's back. Lexa pushes back against Clarke, kissing her with a tenderness and care she hasn't felt in a while. Clarke gently takes Lexa's lower lip between her own in a soft, gentle kiss, before slowly releasing it. Lexa tilts her head to change the angle of the kiss, gently brushing Clarke's nose with her own. Just as Lexa is leaning in again, the buzzing of her phone causes Clarke to pull back. Upon feeling Clarke's hesitance, Lexa immediately backs off.
Unable to bear Lexa looking at her with the hint of hurt on her normally stoic face, Clarke quickly turns her head away, telling Lexa quietly, "Just pick it up. It's obvious they need you. They wouldn't call twice so quickly if it wasn't important."
Regretfully, Lexa sighs and gets up from the couch, heading into the office to take the phone call and closing the door after herself.
As she hears the click of the door closing, Clarke finishes the rest of her drink in one sip. Looking over at the office and through the glass door, she sees Lexa rifling through some papers and talking forcefully on the phone. She watches her for a minute more, letting a gentle smile form on her face at how hot Lexa looks when she gets in boss mode. As Lexa hangs up the phone, Clarke quickly looks away, not wanting to get caught staring.
Clarke stands up and heads into the kitchen to wash her glass. She's standing at the sink when suddenly, she feels a pair of arms wrapping around her from behind. As no one can usually sneak up on her, not even the most advanced agents, she jumps slightly, only to have the familiar pair of arms tighten gently around her waist.
"I'm sorry for sneaking up on you, my love, but I have to go downtown. One of our clients is in jail for driving under the influence, and I need to bail him out. I promise I will return to you as soon as I am able." Lexa places a soft kiss on Clarke's cheek before resting her chin on Clarke's left shoulder.
After Clarke has gotten over the fact that she was so distracted that someone – even worse, someone with no training - was able to sneak up on her, she finally processes Lexa's words and stiffens in Lexa's arms. "We are supposed to be going to my mother's tonight for dinner."
"I know, and I promise I will be there," Lexa says in a steady, calm tone, "but this is one of our highest paying clients, so I must deal with it personally."
Clarke turns in Lexa's arms, placing her hands on Lexa's shoulders to fix her with a stare. "You have one hour, and then I expect you to be at my mother's. You take your car downtown, and I will get Octavia to come pick me up on her way so that we can ride home together."
Lexa returns Clarke's stare with a small smirk. "Don't worry, you married the best. It won't take me long at all. I will be in and out." Lexa leans in to place a quick peck on Clarke's lips, before heading upstairs to change.
Clarke watches her leave, letting out a sigh before going to find her phone to text Octavia.
AN: Sorry it took so long, I was traveling. On top of that, finals are coming up, so it may take me a couple more days to get another chapter done. I know it's short, but I wanted to give you something to tide you over.
For those wondering, John is mostly going to be Clarke, and Jane is mostly going to be Jane. However, they will switch at times to follow some canon ideas or because the other character's actions better fits them.
