Disclaimer: I've forgotten to do this for my past two one-shots but I don't own The 100. I'm just borrowing the characters for my own enjoyment and plotting.

Day 3: It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

Prompt – First Earth Christmas / Secret Santa

The air of mid-December hung cold and biting. A dusting of white coated the ground as the 100, or who all was left of the 100, huddled in their makeshift cabins they'd constructed throughout the fall.

They were working on prepping for their first Christmas on the ground. Clarke and Bellamy were assigning people into different groups to help gather items needed, based on what they remembered from the holiday on the Ark as well as stories they had heard about it on the ground before the war. Monty and Jasper were in charge of refreshments, of course. Octavia along with three others were in charge of collecting nuts and berries. Miller lead out a hunting group with four other people and there were a few other groups that had been formed to do other things.

Clarke thought that it would be a good idea to give everyone a name for them to find a gift for. She knew it wasn't going to necessarily be the easiest thing to do with such limited resources but she was sure that her people could manage. Once everyone else had taken a name, Clarke picked up the last scrap of paper out of the old bucket that had been used to draw names and unfolded it.

Bellamy Blake.

What on Earth was she supposed to get for Bellamy?

When it came time to hold the small celebration, Clarke still wasn't entirely sure how much Bellamy was going to like his present that she got for him. There was eating and dancing and laughing and singing. They had all come to an agreement that they were going to exchange gifts towards the end of the night. She clutched Bellamy's gift in her hands as she scanned around the crowd of people for his unruly head of curls. Clarke spotted him across the fire next to Mel, the girl that he'd saved from the cliff when they were searching for her and had come across a wrecked station from the Ark.

Clarke felt her grip on the makeshift package in her hands tighten as she watched Bellamy set a small package in Mel's hands. The burning feeling in Clarke's stomach was not unfamiliar, she remembered feeling this way before. She remembered it from when she'd seen Finn and Raven together when she'd first arrived down on the Earth. Continuing to watch as the brunette girl next to Bellamy threw her arms around him in a tight hug, Clarke finally snapped and made her way over to where the pair was sitting.

"Bellamy," she called out as she got closer.

She watched as his head turned to face away from Mel and towards her. Something flickered on his face and in his eyes when he saw her but was gone too quickly for her to realize what it was.

"Hey, Princess," her dark haired leader said, standing up to face her completely. Clarke took notice that from her place on the chair next to the fire, that Mel looked fairly put out by losing Bellamy's attention so she got up and stormed off.

Clarke's focus went back to Bellamy as he looked down at her from his towering stature. He had one of his stupid smirks plastered on his face and Clarke suddenly felt the desire to kiss it off his face.

Wait, what?

"This is for you," she answered, shaking her head slightly and thrusting the package into his arms. A warm shiver ran down her spine as her fingers brushed over his. She turned to leave him to his own devices but was stopped by a hand on her wrist.

"Stay here and at least let me open it before you go," he smirked at her again and the warmth from her shiver from before spread to her belly.

She watched as he opened the package tantalizingly slow and she was positive that he was doing it just to get a rise out of her but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.

"Thanks, Princess," Bellamy said sincerely. The nickname was one that Clarke had learned to like, though it was only Bellamy that she'd let call her that because there wasn't really anything she could do to make him stop.

Clarke continued to ramble on in her thoughts but was brought out by a slight pressure on her cheek. Her eyelids fluttered and she watched Bellamy pull back away from her, but his face was still closer than she was used to. Bellamy had just kissed her. Well, technically it was on the cheek but a kiss no less.

She wondered when she'd become "that girl," the one that got giddy every time that her crush was near. Then it hit her, she had a crush on Bellamy. Clarke wasn't sure when it had started but there was really no sense in denying it, at least not to herself, if anyone else tried to say something about it she'd still deny it. The blonde realized that she hadn't responded to his last comment and that she'd probably been staring at him for fair too long.

"You're welcome," she replied and turned to leave once again but was stopped once again by a hand on her wrist, only this time the hand pulled her so that she crashed into the owner's chest. She looked up at Bellamy through her lashes, waiting for him to explain why he'd held her back again, and he was smiling down at her. He let out a deep sigh and his breath fanned across Clarke's face. Her eyes fluttered shut and she could feel Bellamy's body heat through where his chest was pressed up against hers as well as smell him. He smelled like campfire and wood and sweat but none of them really smelled the greatest down her but she'd live with it.

This time what brought her out of her thoughts was a bit of pressure on her lips. Her eyes flew open and Bellamy was really kissing her and his eyes were closed. The kiss was gentle and quick.

Bellamy pulled back and there was that darn smirk again.

"Merry Christmas, Princess."

"Merry Christmas, Bellamy."

a/n: So, I'll be perfectly honest and say that this one kind of got away from me and I'm not really sure if I like it but I'm just posting it anyways. I've been really bad about posting these like I had planned. I've just been busy with getting ready for Christmas and have had very few moments of free time to be able to write and when I do find time, I don't know where to go with my writing. So I decided to hammer this one out once my siblings left my house after a late lunch and opening presents. I'm sorry if it was a little rushed but I just had a bunch of ideas flying through my head so some of them just came to the surface as I was writing so I'm not even sure if this makes any sense. Let me know what you thought or what your favorite part was or if you see any mistakes that I made.