Chapter 7

A/N: Hi, it's me again. Sorry for the delay folks. Thanks for the follows and favorites. Love you all.

"Stop… Lexa… please.." Clarke stopped, trying to catch her breath.

Lexa slowed her pace and turned around. She saw Clarke panting and holding onto a nearby tree for support. She jogged back to where Clarke was and just raised her eyebrow. "Tired already?"

"Haven't we reached city's border or something?" Clarke groaned.

Lexa laughed. "It's just been 4 miles Clarke."

Clarke glared at Lexa and rolled her eyes as she saw Lexa was still jogging in her place. "Really?"

"What? I don't want to break my rhythm" Lexa smirked and slowly started moving away, signaling Clarke to follow her.

Clarke's eyes slowly went down Lexa's moving body, and she shook her head "Your butt in tights is a great motivation Lexa and I think it's going to be the death of me!" Clarke whispered to herself. She willed her body into action and hurried after Lexa, death glaring a nearby walker who was enjoying the same view as her.

After their morning jog or as Clarke called it, Lexa's evil plan to kill her ended, they stopped at their usual cafe and ordered breakfast. Clarke was quite impatient when it arrived. As she started eating like a maniac while simultaneously talking about a bird she was assigned to draw, Lexa could only smile and stare at the blonde girl before her. A content smile was plastered on Lexa's face as she listened and nodded. While seeing the rapid movement's of Clarke's lips, Lexa noticed a little extra sauce at corner of Clarke's mouth. She reached forward and cleaned it off with her fingers. Clarke was busy talking about this damn bird and she abruptly stopped at Lexa's action. She saw Lexa licking the sauce off of her finger and her mind just went blank.

Clarke had imagined Lexa licking stuff off of her fingers in her private dreams but watching it really happen, well that was whole damn new level. Not as sexy as in her dreams of course but enough to make her mind go entirely blank. She uttered a small thanks and blushed. Lexa just smiled softly and returned to her own breakfast. There was an awkward silence for a moment or so but then conversation resumed easily.

As Lexa entered her room, first thing she noticed were two plant pots on her table. She slowly walked towards the table looking at the plants and their freshly painted pots. She recognized her grandmother's Paeonia broteri plant. The other one was a young plant of Tiger lilies with only handful of petals. She turned around as she felt someone's presence at the door. She saw Clarke resting on the door frame with a smile on her face.

"Did you?" Lexa asked surprised. Clarke nodded.

Lexa turned towards the plants. Taking a good look at the Tiger lily, Lexa continued, "How did you?.."

"Anya.. " Clarke replied, walking towards Lexa.

"You met Anya?" Lexa was truly surprised. Clarke just grinned and nodded. She was happy seeing the always calm and composed Lexa, a little shaken.

Lexa caressed the rim of the pot. "Did you painted..."

"Turn them around! " Clarke said softly.

Lexa slowly turned the tiger lily plant and she noticed an angel painted in silver color on the brownish plant pot. She had long hair and wings, everything silver. Everything except her eyes. Her green eyes were shining.

"That's you !" Clarke said happily.

Clarke then pointed towards a small figurine which was made from clay and resembled a bird. Or that's what Lexa guessed it was. Clarke had tried to attach it to the stem but when that didn't work, she had just kept it near the plant.

"And I am afraid that is me!" Clarke said, a little bit annoyed at the shape of the said bird.

Lexa was speechless. Her heart was so full of emotions she had no idea where to keep those.

"Clarke ! This is.."

"Oh this isn't it.. turn around the other pot ! " Clarke said enthusiastically.

Lexa just nodded and slowly turned around the other pot. She saw outline of a small and younger version of herself painted on the pot and next to her she saw her grandmother. Both of them were holding hands. All her memories with her grandma came rushing back. She sat on the chair close to her and slowly traced the outline of her grandma. Clarke hadn't drawn actual faces, just outlines. But she had captured the emotional bond between the two with just a few strokes. To an outsider, it probably wasn't that big of a deal but for Lexa, this meant the world. No one really knew how much she missed her grandma, she hadn't let anyone see that. But Clarke's simple drawing brought back every repressed feeling. Her eyes were filled with tears, and clouded her vision.

Clarke felt nervous to the bottom of her stomach as she watched Lexa was silent for a while.

"Umm Lexa, I tried making those pots and the lady there, she helped me but let's just say I suck at it. I mean this bird here pretty much gives you the idea. So I umm tried this instead.. and I am.."

Clarke couldn't finish her sentence as Lexa practically leaped off the chair and closed the space between both of them. Her hands grabbing Clarke's shoulder and hugged her. Clarke barely had a chance to return the hug as Lexa pulled back a little and crashed her lips onto Clarke's. Barely breathing, Clarke felt Lexa's soft lips linger on hers only for a second before Lexa pulled back and whispered. "They are perfect Clarke.. Just like your bird… and you !"

A/N 2: I was going to write about Octavia and Raven but by the end, I decided to keep this chapter clexa centric. They will be focused on more in the next one I promise. One question to you guys, Do you want any other characters involved in the story too? I am kind of enjoying keeping things simple with these 4. But I would love to hear what you think. Also reviews make my day. So no matter what you think, I would love if you share.

Until next time - FringedOrchid