While Octavia and Raven were setting up the room for their next movie night, Clarke kept a close eye on Lexa, who stood awkwardly in the corner. She had done a good job earlier opening up in front of everyone, and yet she seemed to be pulling away from Clarke. There could be many reasons. The fear of rejection was one of them, and so was the fear of Clarke having romantic feelings for her. Tonight, Clarke was determined to put both fears to rest. She was gonna be there for Lexa, but she wasn't going to make any unwanted advances.

"What movie would you like to watch, Lexa?" Raven asked, scrolling through her drawer of movies.

"I'd like that horror movie you showed me last time," Lexa responded timidly.

Clarke looked at her in surprise. She had thought the other girl would want to relax.

Raven grinned and pulled out Halloween. "I knew you were cool," she said.

"You sure, Lexa?" Clarke asked. "You don't have to be into horror to get Raven's approval."

"Yeah, Raven will watch anything," Octavia agreed.

Lexa blushed. "I'm sure."

Clarke eyed her suspiciously. She took her spot on the mattress while Octavia set up the laptop. Lexa shyly sat next to her, still blushing furiously. "What's wrong?" Clarke asked.

"Nothing," Lexa whispered. "I just hope you won't think any less of me because of what you heard today."

"Seriously?" Clarke asked. "If anything, I think more of you for having gone through that and coming out on the other side kind."

Those green eyes filled with emotion, and Clarke's insides melted. The lights were turned off, and it took all of Clarke's willpower not to lean forwards and just kiss her. Those lips were all she could focus on. She licked her own, imagining what they would feel like mashed together.

Lexa blushed harder under the stare, and Clarke looked away, blushing herself. She was letting her emotions get out of control. It wasn't like her to fall so hard for somebody so fast. And yet here she was, stuck in a hopeless situation.

As the movie started, she felt Lexa's arm brush up against hers and stay. Clarke stiffened, unsure of what to do. She thought Lexa had been pulling away, but now it was like she was testing the boundaries.

Clarke leaned in, noticing that Lexa didn't pull away. Goose bumps traveled up her arms. Lexa's skin was so soft. And her perfume nestled in Clarke's nose. Clarke couldn't focus on the movie with Lexa right next to her. It was too much. She had to get away.

The first murder happened suddenly on screen, and Clarke flinched hard, raising her hand to her mouth to muffle her scream. She hadn't been paying any attention, and the gory sight had scared her pretty badly. Her heart started racing in her chest.

Lexa grabbed her other hand and squeezed it. "It's ok," she whispered.

Clarke looked over at Lexa's gentle face and felt her insides begin to melt all over again. Lexa's brow furrowed with concern. "Are you feeling alright?"

Clarke blushed and nodded, turning back towards the screen. It hadn't escaped her notice that Lexa was still holding her hand. Clarke's stomach twisted inside her. Lexa really was pushing the boundaries of their relationship, and it was time to push back.

With no thought to what she was doing, Clarke rested her head on Lexa's shoulder. To her surprise, Lexa leaned back. Clarke inhaled the scent of her perfume, breathing in every bit of Lexa she could. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she found herself nodding off on Lexa's shoulder.

It wasn't until Lexa was shaking her awake that Clarke realized she had fallen asleep. "Clarke, wake up," Lexa gently murmured. "Octavia needs her mattress back."

Clarke jumped backwards in shock, stumbling over herself. Her face grew red as she stared at Lexa in horror, but there was only gentle amusement on the other girl's face. "Are you sure you're feeling alright?" Lexa asked.

"Yeah," Clarke responded breathlessly. Was the other girl teasing her, or did she really not know the effect she had on her? Lexa was becoming more and more puzzling as Clarke got to know her.

"We should probably return to our own dorm," Lexa prompted.

"Right," Clarke agreed as she struggled to stand. Lexa held out her hand to help Clarke stand, which she took. Her whole mind felt unscrambled, and she couldn't figure out the sudden change in Lexa's behavior. Suddenly, the shy girl was acting confident, and if Clarke wasn't mistaken, flirtatious.

Once they were back in their room, Lexa closed the door and eyed Clarke with a look she couldn't recognize. "I met Niylah today," Lexa informed her.

Crap. "Oh," Clarke said, trying to sound casual. "Where at?"

"When I went to the library," Lexa answered. "That's the girl we're going out with, right?"

Clarke swallowed hard. "Yeah," she answered. "Niylah's an old friend of mine."

"Sounds like you were more than friends," Lexa replied with a grin.

"Just tell me what Niylah told you," Clarke said, feeling like she was going to evaporate under Lexa's gaze.

"Not much," Lexa answered. "Just that you are a little more excited for our 'date' than you're letting on."

Clarke sighed. "I didn't want to make you uncomfortable," she admitted. So that was where her sudden burst of confidence was coming from.

"Clarke, there's nothing wrong with four girls going on a double date," Lexa said with a smile.

"Niylah told you that I'm into girls, didn't she?" Clarke accused. "And now you're playing with me? Is that what this is?"

Lexa rolled her eyes and walked over to Clarke. "You are so dense," she said before pulling her in for a kiss.