A/N: 09/12/2015 Fic. Modern AU where Bellamy works as Canta Claus in a mall and meets Clarke.


Bellamy hates his life. He just hates it. Or maybe he hates Christmas. Or he hates both of them. Because well, Christmas means he is going to see family member he might not even remember, that depends on who his mother is going to invite. And meeting family members means he has to buy gifts and that means he needs money.

That's why the last four days he spends half of his day in this wooden cabin, pretending to be Santa Claus. That's why he hates his life.

At least I'm sitting down all the time, he thinks when Miller, his best friend and partner in this silly job, walks inside with yet another mother and her-

"Hi." the blonde says and a bright smile appears on her face.

"Merry Christmas! My lady." Bellamy says with his Santa Claus' voice. "Where is your kid?"

"My- I don't have one." she surprises both Bellamy and Miller.

"Then what are you doing here?" Miller asks curious.

"To take a photo with Santa Claus." she says and Bellamy just wants to laugh. He glances to Miller and he makes it much harder not to laugh.

"Aren't you too old to take photographs with Santa Claus?" Bellamy teases and rests his hands on his laps.

"Please, you are Santa Claus" the blonde folds her hands against her chest. Bellamy opens his mouth to say something but the woman is quicker. "Now, will you do your job?"

Bellamy shakes his head before he taps his lap for the woman to sit on it. The blonde brings back her smile and walks towards him. Bellamy brings one arm around her waist and the woman puts one behind his neck. Once they are satisfied and comfortable Miller positions himself on the other side of the small cabin and lifts the camera to take the picture. The flash of the camera blinds both Bellamy and the woman for a moment.

"And what do you want for Christmas little girl?" Bellamy does his job by taking a small paper from the table next to him and a pencil.

"I'm not a little girl." the woman argues.

"I don't care. That's what my boss told me to say." Bellamy answers, "I'm still waiting for a wish by the way."

The woman thinks about it for a moment before yet another smile appears on her face. Bellamy writes down the two things the woman wanted and Miller gives her their photograph.

"And you are?" Bellamy asks.

"Clarke." the woman, Clarke, answers and look down at the photograph.

"Clarke what?"

Clarke glares at him from the corner of her eyes before she stands up, "Are you going to ask for my address too?"

"I don't know." Bellamy teases, "Will I have to pick you up or will we meet at Grounders coffee shop?"

Clarke lifts one eyebrow at him and that makes Bellamy's heart skip a beat. She can't be more than two years younger than him and her hair smelled like strawberry when she sat on his laps. She looks really cute and a good girl. It's worth the try. He doesn't find girls like her every day.

Then Clarke takes a step closer to him and leans down and writes her address. "Tomorrow at 8 pm?" Bellamy asks, "I finish from here at 7."

"That's good for me." Clarke nods and steps back towards the door. "Are you going to come as Santa Claus?" she stops in the doorway and asks.

"Will you go out with me if I do come as him?" he jokes and Clarke laughs. "Call me Bellamy." he calls before Clarke disappears.

Well, maybe now Bellamy hate his life a little bit less.


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