-All right! I'm liking the music! Come on guys, we gotta get going. Jasper texted me, saying they were already there. – Raven was even more excited now, with the alcohol fueling her even more. Clarke was feeling pretty warm and happy herself, starting to walk more freely, or at least, that was what it looked from her point of view.
Lexa came to rest her hand on Clarke's waist, and that was when Clarke knew she wasn't just walking freely.
-Hey there, you looked like you needed help walking straight. – At that, Clarke laughed, her inebriated mind had somehow find the word "straight" funny. – What's so funny?
-You are. – Clarke leaned further into Lexa's hold.
-I'm funny? Thanks, I guess. – Lexa had somehow, been able to not get drunk, and Clarke was a little mad at that, or disappointed, she wasn't sure yet.
It took them 10 minutes to reach the party. They got inside, and followed Raven, who seemed really sure about where she was going. Lexa never left her side, but the moment they met with the rest of the group, Clarke moved away from Lexa's hold. She wasn't sure why, she just didn't want to send the wrong message. Raven and Octavia's friends, were pretty much all guys.
-Hey girls! Where have you been? We thought you weren't coming anymore. – This skinny and tall guy, that was wearing goggles on the top of his head, which Clarke thought was weird, came to meet them. Right by his side was another boy, shorter and Asian. For a moment, Clarke thought they were a couple, because of the way the shorter guy looked at the taller one, but then by the way the taller one looked at Clarke and Lexa, she immediately changed her decision.
-And you call yourself my friend? I would never miss the party! – Raven high-fived both guys. – How are my partners in crime? I hope you're as drunk as me!
-OBV, sister! – The tall boy screamed with Raven. Like if he was an overexcited girl. – But, Monty here, he's been holding himself back. – Monty was pulled closer to the two, who were already drunk, making an uncomfortable face, that Clarke thought it was due to being too close to the other boy. Clarke was already reading expressions and emotions, trying to understand the dynamic of the group. – So, Raven, are you gonna introduce me, to these two beautiful girls?
-It will be my pleasure. This is Clarke Griffin, my roommate. – Clarke was pulled forward by Raven.
-Hi. – Although drunk, Clarke was still shy. She greeted Monty, who was as shy as she was, and then, the other boy, came towards her, greeting her with two kisses on her cheeks. Clarke noticed something squeezing her hand, it was only then, that she realized Lexa was holding her hand. The moment the second boy came into her intimate space, Lexa tensed, squeezing Clarke's hand.
-Nice to meet you Clarke, I'm Jasper. – Jasper smiled, and Clarke felt Lexa pulling her closer, or at least trying. Clarke looked back at her friend, but not without noticing the precipitate cocky smile Jasper gave to Monty. The moment she locked eyes with Lexa, she saw much more. She saw anger, worry, jealousy, passion, friendship, protectiveness, she saw so much in those green eyes. Lexa was able to show a neutral expression, but Clarke could see it all in those eyes. She smiled to her friend, trying to tranquilize Lexa, and at that, Lexa relaxed. – And what's your friend's name? – Their staring into each other's eyes, was interrupted by Jasper, coming in between them, to greet Lexa.
-My name is Lexa. It's ni-
-Lex?! Is that you? – Lexa was interrupted by a familiar voice. It was Lincoln. I had no idea he was in Polis too. Clarke wasn't exactly close with Lincoln, they had only met through Lexa. At the voice of her friend, Lexa dropped Clarke's hand, and Clarke came to find out how much she missed the warm contact, the exact moment she lost it. Clarke catched a glimpse of disappointment on Jasper's face, the moment he set eyes on Lincoln, probably thinking he had no chance, now that Lincoln was there. But a smile soon came to appear in his face again, when Octavia resurfaced. Clarke hadn't even noticed, but Octavia had disappeared momentarily, to go find her brother, who was now, coming to join them as well.
-Linc? What are you doing here?
-What does it look like? I'm partying! What are YOU doing here?
-I came with Clarke and her friends. – Clarke greeted Lincoln with a small wave of her hand.
-Hey guys! Sorry for disappearing on you. I just went to find Bellamy. These are Clarke and Lexa, and that guy is… Who are you? – Octavia went straight into introductions and when she set eyes on Lincoln, Clarke and Lexa were soon forgotten.
-Hi. I'm Lincoln. I'm a friend of Lexa and Clarke. You are?
-Octavia… - Octavia smiled hungrily at Lincoln, coming closer to him and touching his biceps. Is she hitting on him? Oh, my God, she totally is. And Lincoln doesn't seem to bother at all.
Lincoln and Octavia stepped away a little from the group, getting into a deep conversation between the two of them.
Once that Lincoln was busy, Lexa was back again, closer to Clarke.
-Looks like those two will be entertained for the rest of the night. – Lexa was whispering at Clarke's ear, making her smile and quiver. The contact was interrupted again, Lexa being pulled away again, by an eager Raven
-Hey, Lexa, come with me. Let's get some drinks. – Clarke watched Lexa being pulled by Raven, disappearing into the crowd. She was left alone with three guys she had just met, since Octavia and Lincoln were now busy dancing. If that can even be called dancing… they're literally grinding on each other. At least she was smart enough to step away from her brother's site. He didn't seem to like Lincoln very much.
-So, Clarke, right? You're my sister's roommate, right? I'm Bellamy.
-Yeah, I heard. – Clarke wasn't trying to be rude, but she was just trying to find were Lexa had gone with Raven.
-Ok… No need to be rude. – At that Clarke's eyes shot back at Bellamy.
-What? I'm not… I just, I don't know you. You could be a psychopath, for all I know. – The three guys laughed, which only made Clarke feel more insecure about being left there alone. And a little mad, feeling like she was being made fun of. – What's so funny? Are you, a psychopath?
-Nope. I can be a little crazy sometimes, but so can anyone. You have beautiful eyes, did you know that? – Wait, what? Is he hitting on me? Smooth…
-Was that your way of trying to make me feel comfortable, complementing my eyes?
-Did it work?
-Maybe… - Bellamy made her feel weird. He annoyed her with that cocky and superior smile of his, but he was also nice to her, and kind of funny. – So how do you guys know each other?
-The three of us? Well we've known each other for awhile now. Octavia, who I've known since she was born. – Clarke made a face. Really? Is he joking? – She met Raven in high school, and these two guys came along with Raven. According to them, they met in some kind of summer camp for nerds.
-Hey! Did you just call me a nerd? I turn my back on you, for 5 minutes, and you're already staining my awesome reputation. – Raven had returned, and with her, Lexa, and drinks for all.
-Hi, did you miss me? – Lexa came to whisper into Clarke's ear, sending shivers down her spine. Clarke turned around and Lexa gave her a beer and her famous smirk.
-I didn't call you a nerd. – Bellamy was trying badly, to calm Raven. – I was just telling Clarke here, how we had met. And you should probably have your last beer. – Clarke was slightly drunk, but Raven… Well she, probably won't remember parts of this night. I just have no idea how she hasn't puked.
-Oh! I love that story! – Raven totally ignored Bellamy and took his beer as well. – But I tell it way better than you.
-Sure… You can tell the story then. – At that, Raven turned to Clarke and Lexa and started telling "the story".
-Well, you know this guy here is Octavia's older brother, that's the boring part of this story.
-Hey!... Rude. – Bellamy feigned having his feelings hurt.
-Don't interrupt me. – Raven made a stern face at Bellamy. – So, like I was saying… Let's move on, into the fun part of the story, how I met Octavia. We met in High School, in the girls' locker room, after a gym class. We bumped into each other, naked. – Wait what? Did I just hear naked? Raven made a pause with a big cocky smile on her face, giving her audience, enough time to react properly to her story. – Yes, naked. There I was, in my high waist black leggins and my top, moving backwards into the showers area, still talking with my classmates, when Octavia decided to get out of one of the showers, wrapped in her towel. The moment I turned back, Octavia moved forward, with her eyes on the floor, not noticing my presence. And then, BAM! – Raven screamed so loud that it actually startled Clarke. – We bumped into each other, me still sweaty from gym class, and Octavia still wet from shower. I have no idea how we didn't fall, but Octavia's towel totally did. – Raven's smile had been growing bigger, now so wide, that Clarke was worried her friend might get her jaw to break. – She was naked, me still completely clothed, I mean… it was impossible not to look. – Raven laughed and Jasper did it too, who came to silence once his eyes crossed with Bellamy's, who was not that amused with the story anymore. – From that moment forward, I just couldn't let her go, I was really persistent, and because I'm awesome and amazing, it was impossible for Octavia not to become my friend. – Raven made another pause, and Clarke was starting to think that the story was over, when Raven started talking again. – Now, these two guys… - Raven got in between Jasper and Monty, coming to rest her arms over their shoulders, bringing them closer to her. – These two, I met in 7th grade, during a summer camp for mad scientists. Let's just say, they won't let us in there anymore. We might have exploded something, while we were there.
-You mean more like, we exploded one of the labs while we were there. – Clarke was pretty sure that had been the first-time Monty had said a word. He had a calm and steady voice, and the shyness could be heard in his voice. – I don't even know, how no one got hurt that day.
-In our defense, we were trying to make fireworks, for the farewell party.
-Of course, you were… You three are always trying to make fireworks. When, are you going to realize that there are stores, where you can buy them. There's no need for anyone to be blown up.
-And where's the fun in that? – Bellamy and Raven were about to argue again, when a familiar voice reached all their ears. – Queen B! I can't believe they're playing Beyoncé!
"All the single ladies" started playing in the background, and just like that, everyone on that party, started to sing and try to dance the choreography from the music video. Bellamy refused to sing the song, or dance it properly. Monty, although shy, Clarke could see him singing, not as loud as Raven and Jasper, but still singing. Clarke, being the fan she was, started singing and dancing, turning to Lexa who sang and danced with her.
But soon the music changed, the night moved on, from music to music, different rhythms and tones, from drink to drink, beer transformed into vodka again, and Clarke lost track of how many drinks she drank. When she started to hold on to Lexa more, she knew it had been too much. The music started to slow down and Clarke's drunk and hazed mind started to take control, making her come closer to Lexa. They danced glued to each other. She smells so good… Lexa always with her hands on Clarke's waist, keeping her from stumbling on her own feet. Clarke came to rest her head on Lexa's shoulder, her lips closer to Lexa's neck. Everything and everyone around seemed to have disappear, she couldn't hear, see or feel anything else other, then Lexa. She knew that, what she was doing, wasn't right, but she didn't know how to stop herself, she felt like she was being pulled towards Lexa. Her lips stayed there, leaving small kisses, like ghosts of real kisses. Lexa's perfume was clouding her thoughts, alongside with the alcohol running in her veins.
Around 5 in the morning, Lexa could start to feel Clarke losing her consciousness, while in her arms.
-Hey, Clarke? – Clarke opened her eyes and regained her consciousness. – Maybe it's time to call it the night.
-Humm Humm – Lexa looked around, trying to find the rest of the group. She saw a glimpse of a tipsy Octavia, still dancing with Lincoln. God, that guy must have some kind of magnet, it's always the same… Holding Clarke close to her side, Lexa reached Octavia.
-Hey, Octavia, Clarke is over for the night. Maybe we should start to gather and go home? – Octavia looked at her and made a sad face, but then she looked over to the sleeping beauty, that was Clarke in Lexa's arms, and she regained her posture.
-Ok, ok. I'll help you find Raven, but if we don't find her, you two should go home. I'm used to Raven ending up going home with one of the guys. You don't have to worry about her.
-Are you sure? I don't want to leave you two alone.
-I won't leave her alone. I can take them home if you want. – Lincoln always a gentleman. Octavia smiled back at him, again with hungrily eyes. Those two will end up together… they just met and they already can't take their eyes out of each other. While Lincoln and Octavia were busy staring at each other and texting Raven and the guys, Clarke stirred, waking up. Lexa turned all her attention back at Clarke.
-Hey… you're ok? – With her left hand, she reached Clarke's chin, making her meet her eyes. Clarke's blue eyes went dark once she met Lexa's green eyes.
-I've never been better. – Clarke made a mischievous smile. Looks like someone just woke up. Clarke came to link her arms around Lexa's neck, bringing their faces closer. – Actually, maybe I could be better… - Clarke moved even closer, her lips slightly apart, with her tongue poking out, wetting her lips, as to get ready. What is she doing? What's happening? She's so drunk. Move away! She'll regret this tomorrow… that is, if she can even remember this tomorrow. No. Clarke moved a few inches closer, her lips grazing Lexa's. Both with their eyes still open, not being capable of closing them, not wanting to lose anything. Clarke made the last move, connecting their lips, oh so lightly and gentle. Lexa saw Clarke closing her eyes, and that was when she regained her control. NO! Lexa pushed Clarke back, gently, not wanting to seem rude, or like she didn't want that.
-Clarke… please… let's just go home.
-Hey, Lexa?! We found Raven. My brother just texted me saying she's with him. They took a taxi and went home. Raven wasn't feeling good. – Lexa was yet able to see the sadness? or is it disappointment? in Clarke's eyes, before Octavia interrupted them. – I'm going to take a taxi with Lincoln here, he's taking me to the residence. Do you want Clarke to come with us?
-No. – Lexa didn't have the time to answer Octavia's question, before Clarke answered for her. -I'll go with her, I'm staying in her apartment. If, that's ok with you?... – Clarke grabbed Lexa's hand and pulled, making her look at her.
-Sure. You can stay with me. – The words came out of her mouth, before her mind could realize what Clarke was asking of her.
-Ok then. See you tomorrow. – Octavia leaned back into Lincoln's side.
-I'll text you once I drop her at the residence. – Lincoln winked at Lexa, and then grabbed Octavia by the waist, walking away with her. Lexa followed the two of them, until they disappeared in the crowd. Because, although it was already past 5 in the morning, there was still a lot of people in the precinct.
-Are you capable of walking home, or should we take a taxi?
-Why did you move away? – What? Lexa was caught by surprise with that question. Clarke was looking right through her eyes, trying to read the words Lexa hadn't yet said.
-Because… I… Can we have this conversation back at home? – The loud music and the crowd moving around them was making it all too complicated for Lexa.
-Ok… And I can walk.
-Ok.
Clarke turned her back on Lexa and started walking. Lexa could sense something was up with her friend, but she couldn't understand what was it, yet. Her mind was so caught up trying to understand what was happening, that it had forgot to make her walk. Lexa had to run, to catch up with Clarke, who hadn't looked back since she had started walking. She no longer seemed drunk, no longer staggering, her legs weren't wobbling anymore either. Clarke seemed to have set her mind to get home, as fast as she could. Lexa followed her home. They didn't say a word to each other, during the 10 minutes longer walk home. Once they reached the front door to Lexa's building, Clarke stopped, moved to the side, letting Lexa open the door, still not looking at her. The silence was starting to annoy her. Clarke had no reason to be acting like that, besides the fact that she was drunk. That was the only reason, Lexa hadn't said anything to Clarke. There's no point in argue with a drunk person.
Once Lexa closed the apartment door behind her, Clarke turned to her, finally looking at her, right into her eyes.
-So… Can we talk now? – Looks like she won't let this die…
-We can. – Clarke didn't say anything else, she didn't need to, she simply crossed her arms over her chest, waiting for Lexa to answer to the question she had made earlier. – You're drunk.
-I'm not that drunk. Not anymore. And that's not an answer.
-Just 10 minutes ago, you were practically sleeping on my shoulder. And then, out of the blue, you… I just… - Lexa hated not being able to find the right words to express herself.
-What? I wasn't sleeping. I was just enjoying… you, your warmth, your smell. You smell good. – Clarke smiled and moved closer to Lexa. Lexa was finding it hard to follow the changes of attitude from a drunk Clarke.
-See… You would never say that if you weren't drunk.
-That's not true. You don't know that. I don't know that. – Then, who knows?
-Clarke… I just don't want you to do something you'll regret in the morning. I think this is a decision you have to make sober. I would feel like I was taking advantage of you, if I just did nothing.
-But… I want to… I want to kiss you… - Clarke's voice wavered a little, losing its intensity. Lexa's heart was skipping a few beats by now, making it even harder for her to control herself and stick with her decision. The right decision. Her mouth went dry and she had to look at the wall behind Clarke, because looking at those blue eyes, filled with arousal, was making it impossible for her to resist the impulse, of just kissing Clarke.
-Me too… But…
-No "but". Just, do it. Kiss me, Lexa. – Clarke moved closer to Lexa, taking her hands to Lexa's sides, pulling her closer by the shirt. Lexa closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Why? Why is she doing this to me? The moment she opened her eyes again, she regretted it immediately. Clarke had come even closer, her nose touching Lexa's. – Kiss me.
Lexa stared right into those eyes. It felt like staring into the abyss, without knowing if she should jump, or not.
-Are you sure?
-Kiss m- - Clarke didn't have to finish saying those two words again. Lexa grabbed Clarke by the neck and made, those last inches keeping them apart, disappear. Their lips crashed together. This second kiss was not sweet or gentle, it was the opposite, it was passionate and hungrily, demanding for more. Lexa licked Clarke's lower lip and she was granted passage. Her tongue explored, tasted that sweet flavor. Clarke's lips were so soft, Lexa couldn't think of anything else, other than that kiss. It was a mess of a kiss, both wanting more closeness, more of each other, even though, they were already glued together. Clarke bit Lexa's lower lip, sucking on it after, making Lexa release a moan she had no idea she was containing. Although Lexa had begun with her back against the wall, soon she shifted their positions, pressing Clarke against the wall, instead. Her right hand at Clarke's nape, grabbing her hair, her left hand, lower in her waist, but slowly coming up. Clarke held on steady, with her hands on Lexa's back, scratching up and down, trying to pull Lexa's shirt up.
They moved apart to breathe, taking that moment to look at each other, blue connected with green for a mere second, only for Lexa to crash her lips against Clarke's neck. Clarke elongated her neck, giving Lexa more access, and released a moan at the touch of Lexa's lips, that gave Lexa more power, more hunger. Clarke found her way to the front of Lexa's shirt, and started to unbutton it. Lexa's left hand dropped to Clarke's leg, pulling it up, making Clarke embrace Lexa's waist with it. Clarke seemed to get Lexa's intention, because once Lexa dropped the other hand to Clarke's leg, she used a little propulsion to latch herself around Lexa's waist. Lexa pushed Clarke harder against the wall, her hands coming to Clarke's ass holding her up. Clarke started to grind her core against Lexa's lower abs, making it harder for Lexa to control herself. Lexa started to carry Clarke to her room, their lips coming to connect again, midst way. Thanks to God, the door to Lexa's room was open. Once inside, Lexa dropped Clarke on her bed and took a step back, looking down at Clarke, trying to catch her breath and, most of all, her control.
-… - Lexa wanted to talk, but her brain wasn't able to form any words.
-Lexa?... – Clarke's voice was husked, filled with need. I can't. I won't. Not like this. Lexa looked one more time at Clarke's eyes. They're so dark. Her pupils were so dilated, that it was almost impossible to see the clear blue that Lexa liked so much. Clarke was, also panting, her chest rising and falling fast, just as Lexa's. Clarke licked her lower lip, biting it afterwards, keeping her eyes on Lexa. No. Lexa closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She went to sit in her bed, beside Clarke, her back turned to Clarke, her elbows on her knees, her head down, her eyes fixated on the floor.
After a while, Lexa felt the bed moving, and then she felt Clarke coming closer. One hand pulling her hair away from her neck, leaving it exposed, for seeking lips to come crash down on it. Clarke wasn't giving up. Her lips started down, closer to Lexa's collarbone, and made their way up, leaving a trail of kisses, sucks and bites, probably leaving a mark on Lexa's skin, reaching her jaw line. Clarke stayed there, kissing and grazing her teeth on Lexa's jaw. She then moved up a little bit again, coming to bite Lexa's earlobe, and sucking on it.
-Lexa… - It was taking all her strength not to move. Please, stop…
-Clarke… - Lexa swallowed down the moan that was starting to form in her throat. Once Clarke's name left her lips, Clarke stopped moving. For a moment, Lexa thought she had thought of something else to do to her, but then she felt Clarke sitting behind her, legs one on each side of Lexa.
Clarke hugged Lexa and pulled her back with her. Lexa let go, falling on top of Clarke. Two legs and two arms came to embrace Lexa in a "koala hug", her back to Clarke's front. Clarke kissed Lexa behind the ear, resting her chin on Lexa's shoulder and breathing in slowly.
-What are you doing? – Lexa could feel the smile forming in Clarke's lips, that were resting on her neck. She could also, feel the aura of the moment shifting, once again.
-Nothing. – Clarke gave another kiss to Lexa's neck, not relieving the hug.
-You're "koala hugging me". My mom used to do that to me, when I had nightmares.
-I'm what? – Clarke finally released Lexa from the hug, moving to the side, only to push Lexa's back onto the mattress, coming to locate herself, sitting on top of Lexa. Clarke's eyes were lighter, bluer, and her expressions were no longer dark and hungrily. She had turned the switch off, completely. Lexa's mind was trying to keep up with the change of scenery. Her heart was still racing, and she was pretty sure her underwear was ruined by now, but Clarke didn't seem to be bothered by anything. – Why are you making that face? Don't think too much, Lexa.
-You… What happened? – Lexa had no idea what was going on. We were just about to… And now… She's drunk. That's the only explanation. God, she's going to be the death of me.
-You said stop. – Did I say it out loud? – So, I stopped. – Clarke smiled at Lexa and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Lexa just stayed there perplexed by all that was happening. They looked at each other for a few seconds, Clarke smiling and Lexa just looking, not knowing exactly what she was feeling. After a while, Clarke yawned and stretched, coming down off Lexa, and lying beside her instead. – So, are you going to explain to me, what a "koala hug" is? – Lexa smiled, and turned to face Clarke. Her little brother, Aden, had been the one naming the hug, after that one night, that Lexa had done it to him.
-It's a hug, just like the one you were giving me, just now. With both arms and legs, just like a koala holds onto a tree. – Clarke released a small laugh. They were both lying on their sides, looking at each other's eyes, just like that afternoon, at Clarke's house.
-That's cute. Your mom did that to you?
-Yes. When I woke in the middle of the night, crying, with bad dreams, she would comfort me. Because my father wouldn't let us get in their bed, my mom would take me back to mine, and she would hug me like that, until I fell asleep. – Clarke looked marveled with the story Lexa was telling.
-I just can't not imagine a little Lexa, with tears in her eyes, being comforted by her mom with a "koala hug". By the way, who named the hug?
-My brother. This one night, after a big argument my father had with him, before he went to bed, he woke up crying in the middle of the night. Because he was still mad and sad at father, he came into my room. I hugged him, just like my mom used to do with me, until he fell asleep. The next morning, he must've told my mom, because she came asking me what a "koala hug" was. She said that Aden had told her, that I had gave him one, to calm him down. After I explained to her what I had done, we both laughed. From then on, the hug was named the "koala hug". – Clarke yawned again, and Lexa could see the strength she was making to keep her eyes open. The sun was starting to rise outside her window. Lexa moved a string of hair away from Clarke's face and gave her a kiss on her cheek. – You should sleep, you're exhausted.
-It was a beautiful story. You're the best person anyone could have. Thank you, for today. – Clarke's eyes were already closed. – Good night, Lexa.
-Good night, Clarke. – Lexa turned off the bedside light, and covered the both of them with a blanket, that was at the end of the bed.
Sleep came like an abyss, pulling her down. Lexa didn't dream that night, her dream had gained life while her eyes were still open, her mind only wanting to rest. She knew they would have to deal with it all the next morning, but for now, she could just enjoy the bliss.
