Hi everyone! Thanks for the comments and reading my fanfiction - this one is my favourite so far. I will keep uptading it when I have time, I'm a little busy because I've got finals. Feel free to suggest anything :) Enjoy!

Lexa was living with her roommates since more than seven months now and she couldn't be happier of how things turned out for her in Seattle. She had a great job, the best colleagues and amazing friends. She and Clarke got pretty close the last few months, especially after that annual summer party from the Seattle Police Department. She told Clarke she wanted to hang out more with her. She held her hand that night. And she had never been able to get the blonde off her mind since, but she never had the guts to a do talk about her crush to anyone. Eventually, someone had to notice how she was reacting around the pretty blonde – of course, it was no one else than Raven.

Clarke and Octavia were gone to work and Lexa was cleaning some stuff around the house. She was wearing sweatpants and a large sweater. She had her glasses on and her hair down, swinging around the house and singing Riptide along with Vance Joy. She was on a really great mood, she couldn't deny. It was around 11 A.M. and she haven't heard a sound from her roommate's room, so Lexa thought Raven was out with her boyfriend. She jumped and nearly fainted when she hear her voice.

"Lexa, what have I done for this morning torture?" Raven got out of her room and saw her roommate dancing with the broom. She smiled. "Good morning, little sunshine."

"Hey, what's up? Got into a fight with your pillows?" She said, smiling back at her. Raven looked like Hell and Lexa immediately knew she got drunk last night, otherwise she wouldn't have slept this late. The other brunette grunted.

"Sort of." She got into the kitchen and came back a minute later, along with a cup of hot coffee – she always needed that after a hard drinking night. "So, what's making you so filled with joy in this beautiful Tuesday morning?"

"Nothing, I'm just excited for tonight. I've never seen a musical before and –"

"With Clarke?" Raven looked at her with a grin. "So you two are like… doing stuff together?"

Lexa tried to keep her emotions in control. "Uh, yes?"

"Without Blake or me?"

"You guys hate musicals, I don't know why we should have invited you…" Lexa stared at her roommate. She what was thinking Raven and yes, she really likes Clarke and wants to do stuff with her alone.

"Lexa." Raven got closer to her, took a sip of coffee and looked deep into her friend's soul. She knew she was totally screwed. "I see the way you look at her."

"Come on," She sighed. "It's not because we do activities together that I have a crush on her."

It sounded so, so fake. She tried to look at her seriously, but Raven huffed. "Come on, we're good friends, I know how you react when you lie." She smiled. "And, you know, I can keep a secret."

"SHE TOTALLY HAS A CRUSH ON YOU CLARKE!" Raven was doing the victory dance and Clarke was looking at her like the moon has just fallen on her best friend's head.

"What?" Clarke replied, still highly confused.

"Lexa. Has. A. Huge. Crush," The smile she gave at the blonde was the smiliest smile ever. "On. You."

"She told you that?" She asked, unsure of her friend's words.

"You are the chosen one, Harry Potter."

"Eh… why did she told you that? Have you like… forced her or something?"

"Naaaaah, I've seen her dancing with the broom and I knew something was making her like that – she didn't know I was home. I asked her and, oh-mah-god, she blushed and tried to act serious, you know, like she didn't know what I was talking about and, you know how she is when she hides stuff, Griffin!"

Clarke looked at her and blushed, her cheeks could have been the color of a fucking tomato. Raven jumped on her best friend sitting on the couch. "You have to make a move on her!"

"What? No! She's –"

"I've seen your drawings, stop this right now, little butterfly. I knew you had a crush on her since you put your goddamn eyes on this girl when Kane introduced her to us. Your arguments are worth nothing with me."

She looked at Clarke and says, smiling: "Come on! She asked me not to tell you because she was afraid of how you'll react… but I know you like a Pokemon trainer knows its Pokemon, Clarke! You should make a move or something, I'm pretty sure that's what she's waiting for."

"Should I?" Clarke whispered, her mind already thinking of what she could do to make the next step with Lexa.

"Of fucking course."

"But what if –"

"You know that I really want to hit your head with a pan? Seriously. Do something for yourself, for once!"