NOTE: Thank you again for all the follows, favs and reviews. The reviews have been especially motivating. Hope you like the new chapter! It's slightly more risqué with the banter.
Disclaimer: don't own the 100, just love the characters.
(Bellamy POV)
Clarke's been reading that damn book for 20 minutes already. He knows she knows he's there if only because she nodded at him when he entered the complex's laundry room. Though she doesn't seem too concerned with him, he is acutely aware of her. Her wavy blonde hair keeps falling in her face. She puffs a breathe up towards the offending piece of hair. He doesn't know why she hasn't just put it behind her ear already. Bellamy has half a mind to go over there and do it himself. Thankfully he hasn't. God what is wrong with him lately.
Over the past few weeks, he has been spending more and more time around Clarke. He can't really say he's been spending time with her because Octavia is usually there and Clarke is her tutor (friend). So yeah, she's not supposed to be focused on him. But that's not to say he hasn't got to know her. He's learned more and more about Clarke each time she's near. Bellamy has been letting her get to know him too.
Anyways, this is the first time they are in proximity without Octavia since the Finn incident and, of course, she's just ignoring him, going about her business. He honestly can't tell if she's doing it on purpose or not. Because he's been fidgeting around and pacing the room for 20 minutes and, well, she's crazy observant. It's unnerving how easily she can call him on his shit sometimes and know what he's thinking without giving any indication of it. How could she not notice his current behavior?
Bellamy realizes that he's going to have to be the first one to speak. Usually Clarke gets the ball rolling. He's quick with a witty retort and there banter begins. He's not exactly sure how to start, coming up with quite a few snarky comments about her dirty laundry but he also doesn't want to completely piss her off. Pissed off Clarke is fun sometimes but given her ignorance of him, he thinks she'd just get up and leave if he took it too far.
This is his chance to get to know more about her outside of Octavia's tutoring and the limited info he already has. He attempted to get some information from Octavia the other day and it didn't go so well. She caught on to his intentions immediately and has not stopped giving him crap. He can still hear her taunts of "you're in love with Clarke."
He's not though, she's just around a lot and a pretty important person to Octavia. He's doing his due diligence as a protective older brother and that's exactly what he tried to explain to Octavia. Given her taunts though, Bellamy has decided not to ask her anymore questions about Clarke, he doesn't need to feed her delusions.
The dryer Clarke has her stuff in dings. She's pulled everything out and has begun folding things. Her back is turned to him and he decides that if he's gonna say anything it has to be now.
"You want me to turn around. Wouldn't want me to see anything that would ruin your goody two shoes image."
(Clarke POV)
As soon as she hears him, she smiles and does a good job of tampering down a laugh. Clarke has been watching his antics the past thirty minutes and could tell her lack of attention was getting to him. She thinks it's past due for a little payback and has been gearing up for their inevitable banter the whole time. She's actually glad that her back is to him, wouldn't want to feed his ego with the knowledge that he can make her laugh. She's curious how her response to his jab will be received.
"Don't worry, all my naughty lingerie gets taken to my dry cleaner. Only he and current boyfriends get to see those goods." She waits before turning around expecting him to bring up his own sexual prowess which he is often apt to do. She doesn't usually goat him with similar statements because Octavia's usually there and she's knows how much it grosses her out. But now is her chance and she's gonna milk it.
Clarke turns to Bellamy. His face is priceless, jaw slack and eyes wide. He was obviously expecting her to respond like she normally does ("oh grow up Bellamy" or "you wish"). Their normal routine is completely out the window now.
His mouth keeps opening and shutting like he's trying to respond but can't quite figure out how to. Ha! Ha! Ha! He's flustered and she wants to keep him that way for as long as possible.
"What?" She says smirking, "lingerie is expensive and can get really dirty." The way she says dirty must get to him because his eyes bug out a little more (if that's even possible) and he shifts uncomfortably.
Clarke can tell that he's recovering from her statements but she doesn't want to lose the upper hand so she decides it's time to go. She quickly grabs her laundry and heads to toward the door. He's staring after her when she walks up to him. Standing closer than she ever has before and placing her hand on his arm. He staring at her hand when she says "The washer dinged a little bit ago. You really shouldn't leave your clothes in there for too long." She pats his shoulder and leaves smiling, "See you later, Bell."
(Bellamy POV)
"Uh... See you later Princess."
He doesn't know how long he is standing there. What the hell just happened? He had expected her to reply with sarcasm and a jibe about his lack of maturity, not regale him with how she handles her naughty lingerie and how dirty it can get. She did specifically say naughty right? God, just thinking about it is causing a reaction that he doesn't need or want when it comes to Clarke.
Then he hears her say "boyfriends" in his head. And now all he feels is agitated. A little too forcefully, he places his and Octavia's clothes in the dryer, slamming the door and shoving the coins in the slot for it to begin it's cycle. He decides right then that he will leave well enough alone. He doesn't have to deal with Clarke outside of her presence in Octavia's life.
Then he hears Clarke's voice in his head again and thinks, did she call me Bell? Bellamy should have realized then that things were too far gone and he wasn't going to be able to just let it go.
