Sort of forgot I was doing these? I had a lot of trouble with fanficnet last time I uploaded something, so I've been avoiding it for a while. Anyway, I'm back now with more prompts. Still always taking prompts on tumblr some come hmu ( blueshirtbell).

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The way you said "I love you": too quick, mumbled into your scarf.

Additional tags: fluff, friends, winter, love confessions

Clarke loves all her friends equally, but in completely different ways. And she tells them all, all the time. She tells Raven when she brings her coffee in the morning, she tells Wells when he Skype calls her from across the country, she tells Jasper every time he makes a terrible pun ("That was terrible, I hate you!" "Nah you don't. You love me." "Yeah, I do."), and she tells Octavia when she's drunk and slurring every sentence about how amazing she is.

Clarke loves all her friends, she really does, but none of her other friends make her heart jump the same way Bellamy does. Yeah, she loves all her friends, but she's pretty sure she's in love with Bellamy. She doesn't even know why, or how it happened. It's just – he's Bellamy. She loves everything about him: his rants about how inaccurate the history films they all watch together are; his smile; the way he cares about everyone ("I'm changing your name in the group chat to Mother Hen." "Damn straight!"); she even loves the way he calls her "princess" (she rolls her eyes and bites her lip to hide her smile).

So, she tells her friends she loves them all equally, but she knows she's lying – she'd pretty sure Raven is on to her too – but she hasn't mentioned it yet.

"Thank you," Clarke says as Raven hands her coat over to her. "You're an angel, I love you." Raven chuckles as Clarke wraps her coat around her.

"Love you too," she says as Clarke opens their front door. "I'll see you tonight." Clarke throws a wave over her shoulder and steps outside.

She's meeting Bellamy for coffee in the park. It's not a date, she reminds herself as she walks down the street. At the thought of a date with Bellamy, Clarke smiles to herself. She's not really sure when she realised she's in love with Bellamy, somewhere in between all the drunk selfies, terrible jokes, and hugs that were just a bit too tight to be platonic.

She's pulled from her musings when she gets to the park. It's freezing cold and threatening to snow. She pulls her coat tighter around her and walks towards the coffee trailer that is almost always there.

Clarke blows into her hands, trying to warm them up. It's stupid really, she should have thought to bring a scarf or at least some gloves. She's pulling her arms tighter around herself when Bellamy steps into her field of view. She grins at him as he walks over to her.

"Hey." He says as he stops in front of her.

"Hi." She says back, shivering slightly. He shoots her an amused look and she rolls her eyes.

"Do you want my scarf?" He asks and Clarke shakes her head.

"Nah, I'll warm up in a while." She replies, she was aiming to sound cheery, but her teeth chattering ruin it. Bellamy frowns and starts to unwind his scarf.

She starts to protest as he took it off. Her protests are cut short as he winds the scarf around her neck. She breaths in and smalls a mix of his cologne and natural smell. He ties the scarf delicately and she looks up at his face. His hands linger on her shoulders after he finishes tying it.

He looks down at her and she opens her mouth to say something, but she isn't sure what to say. They're standing less than a foot apart and Clarke can feel his warm breath on her cold face.

"Thanks," She says as her teeth finally stop chattering. She presses her face into the scarf to try and warm herself up. "I love you." She mumbles quickly. Bellamy is close enough to hear and he gazes down at her fondly.

"I love you too, Clarke." He tells her and she grins as her stomach does weird flips again. He drops a kiss to her forehead and puts his arm around her shoulder, steering her towards the coffee shop. Clarke leans into the embrace, telling herself it's for shared heat.

She'll tell him eventually, but for now she's happy to walk around the park with him, wrapped up in his scarf and his embrace.