"How are you still so good at Halo?" Anya asked as she was tempted to throw her controller across the room. "Don't you have better things to do than be good at video games?!" Anya nearly screamed as Lexa killed her once again. Lexa just let out a small chuckle.

"I've literally only ever played this video game when you've been here." Lexa checked her location on the map in the corner of her screen, and quickly ran towards the yellow dot that she knew to be Anya. "You're just terrible, sorry." Lexa crept her character around a corner and quickly had Anya's character in her sights.

"I can kick everyone else's ass though!" Anya let out a shrill yell as Lexa shot her character once again. "This isn't fair." The older girl huffed and Lexa laughed again.

"Would you like for me to let you win, Anya?" Lexa asked and Anya shoved her shoulder.

"No! Fuck off. I'll beat you fair and square, Madame President." Anya's character respawned and she took off running across the map.

"Still not a president…" Lexa mumbled as she reached into the pocket of her sweats to pull out her personal phone that had started vibrating. "Hold on." She said as she placed her controller on the coffee table and walked a few feet away from the couch to answer the call.

"Clarke?" She answered after having seen 'My Sun and My Stars' flash across her screen.

"Hey, Lex. I just got home. Are you busy?" Lexa couldn't ignore the sense of relief she felt at the sound of Clarke's voice. The blonde had been fairly busy the last couple days in DC and the pair had only been able to text each other.

"No, not particularly –" Lexa cut her own sentence off when she heard Anya's high pitched laugh. She looked up to see that Anya had just killed her stationary character and was quickly making her way back across the map to kill her again. "Oh, fair and square, right Anya?" Lexa called out and Anya just began laughing even louder. Lexa cleared her throat and returned to her conversation with Clarke. "Um, I'm actually playing video games with a friend. Would you like for me to come over?"

"Well, not if you're busy…" If Lexa hadn't really been paying attention, she would have missed the disheartened sigh that escaped Clarke's lips.

"Nonsense. I've been searching for an excuse to kick Anya out." Lexa looked over at the back of Anya's head on the couch and saw Anya flipping her off with one hand while she killed Lexa's character once again with the other hand. Lexa rolled her eyes and tried to hide her grin.

"You're so sweet to her." Clarke laughed, making Lexa's grin widen.

"She absolutely deserves it." Lexa let out a little laugh. "So, I'll come over?" Lexa asked and she practically heard Clarke nodding her head quickly over the phone.

"Yes, please." Clarke said quickly. Lexa smiled then looked down, noticing what she was wearing. Loose fitting sweats, an old t-shirt, and two socks that didn't even match.

"Okay, just give me a few minutes to change." Lexa said quickly as she looked over at the TV and saw Anya killing her character, once again.

"Why change? I'm too impatient." Clarke huffed. "Just come in whatever."

"You sure?" Lexa asked, looking back down at her outfit once again.

"Of course I'm sure." Clarke answered quickly.

"Okay, I'll be down soon then."

"Perfect. See you in a bit."

Lexa pushed the End Call button on her phone and returned the gadget into her pocket. She sat down on the couch next to Anya who was still cackling menacingly. Lexa rolled her eyes once again.

"I can't believe you killed me three times while I didn't even have my controller." Lexa mumbled, only making Anya laugh harder.

"Really, Lexy? Can you not believe it?" Anya asked, nudging her shoulder a couple times with her own.

"I guess I can believe it, actually…" Lexa reached forward and turned her controller off, effectively ending the game. Anya began to protest but Lexa stood and began to walk away. "I'm going down to Clarke's apartment. You're welcome to stay up here." Lexa said as she looked around at her counters to see if there was anything she needed to take with her.

"I might stay for a bit." Anya said once she was done pouting. "Oh, tell your girlfriend I said hi!" Anya yelled as Lexa was about to make her way out the door. The brunette quickly turned back to her friend who was sitting on the couch, getting ready to start a game online.

"She's not my girlfriend, Anya." Lexa said quickly.

"Is she not?" Anya asked without bothering to look back at Lexa.

"She's…just…I'll see you later." Lexa mumbled and made her way out the door, closing it behind her just as she heard Anya yell something about using protection.

"Doors open!" Lexa heard Clarke call from inside her apartment immediately after Lexa had knocked. She opened the door and smiled to herself when she saw Clarke rummaging through her refrigerator.

"Clarke, what have I told you about keeping your door open? It's dangerous." Lexa grinned and watched as Clarke closed the refrigerator door and turned to face the taller girl, rolling her eyes with exaggeration.

"Oh my god, sorry mom." Clarke joked as she opened a package of strawberries and popped one in her mouth. Lexa strode into the kitchen and leaned against the door frame.

"Okay, I've decided I don't like it when you refer to me as your mother." Clarke laughed.

"Then don't act like my mom." The younger girl winked at Lexa then placed her strawberries on the counter and quickly crossed the room, bringing Lexa into a tight embrace. "I missed you." She said quietly into the taller girl's ear.

"I missed you as well, Clarke." Lexa said as she hugged Clarke back just as tight. Clarke pulled back from the embrace and looked down at what Lexa was wearing, still keeping her arms wrapped around the older woman's neck.

"I thought I told you not to change?" Lexa felt a blush rising to her face.

"I didn't…"

"So you were going to change out of sweats and a t-shirt to come see me?" Clarke raised an eyebrow and Lexa shrugged her shoulders.

"I had been planning on it. These are just lounge clothes." She answered and Clarke laughed a little while shaking her head.

"Well, you look fantastic in lounge clothes. I'm glad you didn't change." The two girls finally broke their embrace and Clarke grabbed her strawberries again, quickly moving to sit on the couch. She patted the empty space next to her and Lexa joined.

"How was the rest of your trip?" The brunette asked, reaching over to take a strawberry that Clarke had offered her.

"It was great. The girls and I had a spa day yesterday." Clarke smiled, thinking about the events of the day before. "Manicure, pedicure, massage, even a mud bath. Have you ever had a mud bath?" She asked, then placed another strawberry in her mouth.

"I have." Lexa answered.

"Isn't it wonderful?" Clarke immediately had to look away from the woman sitting next to her, finding it too hard not to imagine the two of them enjoying a mud bath together.

"It is."

"It was so great. I'm really going to miss them all. Again." Clarke sighed and placed the container of strawberries onto the couch, then looked back over at Lexa.

"While on the subject of your friends, I have a question for you." Clarke raised an eyebrow at the brunette.

"Alright, I'm listening."

"How would you feel if I offered Raven a job?" Lexa asked and Clarke noticed her fidgeting with her hands. Clarke always thought it was the most adorable thing in the world when Lexa was visibly nervous around her.

"Wait, really?" Clarke asked, pulling her thoughts away from how cute the woman sitting next to her was.

"Really. She emailed me her resume and it's impeccable." Lexa explained and Clarke remained attentive. "I even spoke with a few of her current and previous professors, they all agreed that she's top of her class."

"What would you be hiring her for?" Clarke turned on the couch so she was facing Lexa more fully.

"I need a mind like hers on my engineering team. She's brilliant, Clarke." Clarke nodded at Lexa's statement, obviously agreeing.

"So what would happen if you gave her a job?" The blonde inquired.

"Well, if I offer her a job and she accepts the position, she'll need to move out here right after graduation. I would find an apartment for her and pay the first couple months of rent just to make sure she's got her feet on the ground before she has to start dealing with bills." Lexa could practically hear all the thoughts running through Clarke's mind. "What are you thinking?" Clarke paused for a second before answering.

"My best friend might be moving to New York!" She finally exclaimed, excitedly.

"So you're okay with this?"

"Of course I am! I'm just a little jealous." Clarke said, grinning.

"Clarke, why would you be jealous?" Lexa asked, confused.

"Because Ray is going to have such a hot boss." The blonde winked at Lexa, and she felt herself grinning broadly.

"Oh, you think so?" Lexa asked as Clarke slowly inched herself closer to the brunette.

"I know so." She said as her lips met Lexa's.

Lexa glanced down at her watch and felt her heart skip a beat when she saw that it was nearly midnight. She felt Clarke's body shift against hers from where she was laying on the couch. They had decided to watch some TV show that Clarke was convinced Lexa would love, but the blonde ended up falling asleep halfway through the first episode. Lexa let the show continue playing and was willing to admit, the show actually hadn't been too bad. She nudged the girl laying against her gently.

"Clarke, I should probably get back to my place…" She said softly, hoping it was just enough to wake the sleeping girl. It was.

"Nooo." Clarke groaned and tightened her arms around Lexa's waist. "Just stay here. We can play hooky tomorrow and sleep in late." Lexa chuckled to herself at the sleepy girl's statement.

"I've never played hooky before and I don't think now is a good time to start." She explained, feeling the girl shift against her once again.

"Okay, call it a mini vacation then." Clarke mumbled.

"I don't take vacations either." Lexa replied and that got Clarke to sit up.

"Ever?" The blonde asked and Lexa melted at the sight of her sleepy face.

"I've never taken one, no." Lexa answered and reached forward to tuck a wild strand of blonde hair behind Clarke's ear.

"So you're telling me that the only time you've ever missed work is because you've been sick?" Clarke asked and Lexa just shook her head.

"That's not what I'm telling you. I don't get sick." Lexa stated simply and watched as a look of surprise washed over Clarke's face. "What?"

"When was the last time you missed one single day of work?" Clarke asked and Lexa just shrugged.

"I haven't. Not since I opened the first store front when I was in undergrad." Lexa answered and Clarke's jaw dropped. "What, Clarke?"

"You've never missed a day of work." Clarke stated rather than asked but Lexa nodded anyway.

"I can't. I'm in charge of the company."

"The company would be self-sustainable for at least one day, Lex." Lexa had to suppress a grin, just as she did every time Clarke used that nickname.

"You don't know that."

"Neither do you! Because you've never missed a day!" Clarke threw her hands up in exasperation then collapsed back down against Lexa. The brunette let out a small chuckle.

"I can't." She responded quietly and felt Clarke shake her head against her chest.

"You will." She said, voice slight muffled against Lexa's shirt.

"I won't."

"You will. Tomorrow." Clarke said as a matter of fact.

"No, Clarke." Lexa watched as Clarke sat back up, the look of determination on the blonde's face was almost scary.

"It's happening. You're staying here and skipping work and we're going to spend the whole day together tomorrow." Clarke crossed her arms defiantly, just waiting for Lexa to argue.

"Clarke, you have work too."

"I'm sick."

"Clarke…" Lexa began but she was cut off by the blonde sitting in front of her.

"You can't get out of this, Lex. It's happening." Lexa watched as Clarke laid back against her, and felt the blonde's arms wrap around her waist again. She sighed deeply then returned the embrace, laying her arms across Clarke's back.

"Fine." She finally grumbled.

"Lexa Woods." Lexa mumbled into her phone after blindly searching for it for what felt like an hour. She rubbed her eyes as she took in her surroundings and listened to the sound of her bodyguard's voice on the other side of the phone. "No, Gustus, I'm actually feeling…under the weather." She explained as she recognized Clarke's room and remembered their conversation from last night. "I'm aware…No, I'll be fine." Lexa tried to keep her voice quiet, she felt Clarke's body shift against hers on the bed. "Yes, just go to the office and let them know I'm not feeling well, but I'll be checking my email every hour on the hour if anyone needs anything." Lexa heard the blonde mumble something into the mattress. "Yes, thank you Gustus. I'll keep you updated…Oh, and Gustus? Take the day off after you leave the office. That's an order." Lexa ended the call as Gustus was still arguing with her about her last request. She placed her phone next to Clarke's on the bedside table and looked over to see sleepy blue eyes staring up at her.

"Mmm, you can order me around like that any day, Ms. CEO." Clarke managed to say with a very sleepy voice. Lexa swallowed hard at the younger girl's comment.

"Clarke. I apologize for waking you." Lexa said quietly as she leaned over and kissed Clarke's temple. She leaned back to see the girl's eyes closed again and a smile spreading across her lips.

"I'm not complaining." Clarke said as she pulled Lexa closer.

"I'm certainly glad you're not complaining about waking up next to me." Lexa joked and Clarke let out a small chuckle as she opened one eye.

"I'm also not complaining about waking up to hear you call out of work. It's like music to my ears." Clarke grinned even wider as she pushed herself up onto her elbows and placed a quick kiss on Lexa's lips.

"Shouldn't you be calling the school as well?" Lexa asked between kisses and Clarke just shook her head.

"Nah. I set up a sub last night." Clarke explained and kissed the brunette once again.

"Of course." Lexa mumbled against her lips but immediately pulled back when Clarke tried to deepen the kiss. "I'm going to go upstairs and shower and get ready." Lexa said as she began to climb out of Clarke's bed. She stopped when she saw the confusion on the blonde's face. "And brush my teeth." She explained as a look of understanding washed over Clarke's face. "I'll be back down in about an hour." Lexa stood and reached down to pull her sweats on. Clarke had forced her out of them last night, claiming they were making her sweat under the blankets.

"Don't gooo." Clarke practically whined from her position in the bed. Lexa grinned down at her.

"There's no way I'll be going out today unshowered and wearing sweats." Lexa stated simply and laughed as Clarke visibly pouted. "I'll be back." She leaned down to give the blonde one more kiss.

"Just hurry." Clarke said as Lexa shoved her phone in her pocket and began making her way out of Clarke's room.

"So impatient." The brunette called over her shoulder, earning a roll of the eyes from Clarke.

"Doors open!" Lexa rolled her eyes when she heard Clarke's voice from inside her apartment. She opened the door and immediately began to chastise the younger woman.

"Clarke –"

"I swear to God," Clarke cut her off. "If you tell me one more time how dangerous it is to keep my door open, I'm going to kick your ass." Lexa let out a small laugh then nodded.

"Noted."

Clarke turned from where she was in the living room to face Lexa for the first time. Her words caught in her throat as she took in what the taller girl was wearing. She had on black skinny jeans, black boots, a dark gray v-neck, and a denim shirt tied around her waist. Her hair was down and wavy and Clarke was practically drooling at the sight. She looked down to take in her own choice in clothing…leggings, a baggy shirt, and a jacket. She'd have to get used to being the less stylish one in the relationship.

"You look nice." Clarke winked at the brunette as she turned back to grab her keys and phone off the coffee table.

"As do you. You get exponentially more stunning every time I lay eyes on you." Lexa husked and Clarke practically melted into a puddle in the floor. She quickly regained her confidence and smirked at the older woman.

"If you're trying to seduce me, I promise you don't have to work that hard." Clarke approached Lexa and kissed her gently on the lips, tasting the mint toothpaste that she had apparently just used.

"I'm not trying to get you in bed." Lexa stated with her eyes still closed. She opened them and wrapped her arms around Clarke's waist, pulling her in close and causing the blonde to giggle. "I'm trying to sweep you off your feet."

"You're cute. I can't stand it." Clarke replied and Lexa quirked an eyebrow at her.

"Should I stop?"

"As if you could." Clarke joked and Lexa smiled in agreement. "So what do you want to do today?" Clarke asked as they broke their embrace.

"You talked me into skipping work. I was hoping you would have plans for the day." Lexa answered and Clarke laughed.

"I have literally zero plans." She replied and shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "Let's go get coffee and think it over."

"Perfect. There's a place on West 57th that I've wanted to try. They use all recycled products and use their used espresso beans to create a garden in the back. They get all kinds of fruit from the garden for fresh smoothies." Lexa said as she pulled her phone out and searched for an address.

"57th? I don't know what train will take us that way." Clarke answered, racking her brain to remember the subway schedules.

"No subway." Lexa responded simply then, thinking twice, added "And no taxi. We have a ride." Lexa placed her phone back in her pocket then looked down at a questioning Clarke.

"Didn't you give Gustus the day off?" Lexa shrugged.

"Yes." She reached down and took Clarke's hand in hers then smirked at her. "I hope you're okay with helmet hair."

Lexa grinned across the table at Clarke as the blonde continued to try to calm her heart rate.

"If you drive that dangerously with me right behind you, I can only imagine what you drive like by yourself." Clarke complained as she finally took a sip of her latte that the barista had placed in front of her almost ten minutes ago.

"I'm safe, Clarke." Lexa assured her and Clarke snorted and rolled her eyes.

"Oh really? Do you go over the speed limit?" Clarke waited for Lexa's response, which she didn't receive, then continued. "Do you ever cut anyone off? Do you weave in and out of traffic? Do you ever use a blinker?" Clarke received no response to any of her questions, and that was enough of an answer for her.

"We have different definitions of the word safe. That's all." Lexa said, a smirk firmly placed on her lips.

"Yeah, whatever. Just be careful with yourself, please." Clarke glanced up at the brunette who nodded then took a sip of her black coffee.

"Anything for you, Clarke." She said once she placed her coffee back down on the table.

"Thanks." Clarke couldn't help but grin over at the older woman. "So, what do you want to do next?"

"I believe we decided you would be the one making plans for the day." Lexa answered, raising an eyebrow and Clarke just shrugged.

"Right, well…we could go to the park for a little while?" Clarke asked hopefully. "The weather is perfect for drawing and I did bring my backpack with me…but we don't have to do that if you don't want to, it'll probably be boring." Clarke seemed nervous and Lexa found the situation incredibly endearing.

"I'd love to go to the park. I have a book I can read stowed in my pack on my bike." Lexa answered and watched as Clarke's entire face lit up.

"Okay! Perfect." The blonde grinned widely and took another sip of her latte.

"Anything with you would be perfect, Clarke." Lexa answered, smiling at the girl.

"What have I told you about flattery, Lex?" The brunette let out a small laugh and led the way outside once they had recycled their coffee cups.

Lexa looked over at Clarke to admire her view. The two girls had made their way to the park and were sharing a bench. Clarke had her back resting against one side with her feet in the middle of the bench and her sketchbook place on her inclined legs. Lexa sat on the other side of the bench, one arm slung across the back with her hand resting on Clarke's knee, and the other hand holding a book that she had read far too many times. She returned her attention to her book and read over a sentence. The same sentence she had read at least fifteen times since she had first sat down. Focusing was impossible. She huffed and closed her book, placing it on the empty space of bench next to her.

"Do you want to go?" Clarke asked, looking up at Lexa but continuing to sketch. Lexa quickly shook her head.

"I'm just having trouble focusing on that book. There are other things I'd rather focus on." Lexa answered simply, smirking a bit at the blonde sitting next to her.

"Like what?" Clarke inquired, eyes falling back down to the sketchbook in her lap.

"You." Lexa answered before looking out at the park in front of her.

The weather was perfect so there were loads of people present. There were children everywhere, lots of parents sitting around, a few parents playing with the kids, couples having picnics, runners, dog walkers, so many people. Lexa's eyes fell on a father and his daughter not far from where she and Clarke were sitting. Lexa immediately noticed the familiarity and glanced over at Clarke whose eyes were also focused on the pair when she wasn't looking down at her sketchbook. Suddenly, Clarke laid her pencil down and sighed, eyes never leaving the father and daughter.

"What was he like?" Lexa asked quietly, rubbing her thumb on Clarke's knee.

"Whom? Clarke asked without turning her attention to the brunette.

"Your father." Clarke immediately turned to make eye contact with Lexa. "I can hear you thinking about him all the way over here." Lexa explained and Clarke let out a quiet laugh.

"I can't help it sometimes." She turned her attention back to the father and daughter. "Especially when I see fathers like that." Clarke nodded towards the pair. Lexa turned to see the father lifting his daughter up in the air, letting her pretend to be an airplane. The brunette smiled to herself.

"You two were very close." Lexa stated, turning back to Clarke. The blonde nodded.

"He was my best friend. I literally talked to him about everything." Clarke leaned back into the bench a bit, a dreamy smile making its way to her face. "He knew all the hot gossip about my friends, he knew about every person I liked, he knew within ten minutes of the first time I felt myself attracted to a girl." Lexa smiled, she could tell that talking about her father truly made Clarke happy.

"It must have been incredible to be that close with him." Lexa responded and Clarke nodded again.

"It was." She took a deep breath. "I remember always wanting to be like him when I grew up. His passion for his family, and his job, and his friends, and for Radiohead, surprisingly enough…it was always so beautiful to me." Clarke explained and Lexa felt her heart swell. She knew exactly what the blonde was talking about.

"I see that in you." Lexa replied quietly.

"What?"

"That passion. It's the same passion you have for art and for teaching and for those kids and your friends and family. I see it in you every day." Lexa explained, turning to face Clarke more fully.

"Lex…" Clarke began but Lexa shook her head to cut her off.

"It's probably your most beautiful quality." Lexa took Clarke's hand in hers and brought it to her lips. "Aside from your eyes." She mumbled against Clarke's hand then placed a gentle kiss on the back. "And, of course, your ass." And with that, the brunette released the hand that had turned rogue and began trying to smack her. Lexa let out a hearty laugh.

"Oh my god! Shut up!" Clarke shoved Lexa who was still laughing loudly. Clarke couldn't help but join in on the laughter as well.

"I'm joking. Sort of." Lexa explained as her laughter finally subsided.

"You're such a dork." Clarke grinned over at the woman.

"You like it though, right?" Lexa raised an eyebrow and Clarke shrugged her shoulders.

"Eh, maybe a little bit."

Clarke smiled up at the brunette walking next to her down the street. Lexa had convinced her to give her drawing of the father and daughter to them, and it had brought tears to the father's eyes. It was incredible that something as simple as a drawing could bring someone so much joy. And it was incredible that Lexa so desperately wanted Clarke to be the one who caused that joy. Lexa was a millionaire, she was one of the youngest millionaires in the country. She had done so much over the last ten years, and yet there she was, convincing Clarke to give a drawing to two strangers just with the hopes of it brightening their day. Clarke felt her heart clench at the thought. Her thoughts were broken up by the sound of a phone ringing.

"That's my personal…strange." Lexa said as she reached into her pocket and pulled out her personal phone. "It's Anya. She never calls me in the middle of the day. Do you mind if I take this?" Lexa had worry etched across her face.

"No, go ahead." Clarke tried to give the brunette a reassuring smile.

"Anya?" Lexa answered quickly.

"Hey Madame President…or should I say, Madame Skips Work!" Anya practically yelled and Lexa had to physically stop herself from laughing after a sense of relief flooded her. "I went by the office to see if you wanted to get lunch and they said you were sick? You're never sick." Lexa could hear the suspicion in Anya's voice. "Last night, you were totally fine before you went to your girlfriend's house…so if I were to put two and two together –"

"I'm with Clarke." Lexa responded, effectively cutting her friend off.

"Wait, really? You skipped to hang out with your girlfriend?" Anya asked, incredulously.

"With Clarke, yes." Lexa answered.

"My guess was going to be that you two had sex all night and you didn't get any sleep and you're super sore so you just couldn't get out of bed. I didn't think you were actually playing hooky!" Anya laughed and Lexa rolled her eyes.

"Anya, were you calling for a reason? Because if not, I'm going to hang up now." Lexa said sternly as she felt Clarke chuckle next to her.

"Ditch the ball and chain and come get lunch with me." Lexa squared her jaw.

"That wasn't funny."

"Because you have like, no sense of humor. But seriously. Lunch." Lexa rolled her eyes once again and looked down at Clarke.

"I'll ask Clarke. I'll message you." Lexa hung up while Anya was still talking. She had a habit of doing that any time she was ready for a conversation to end. Clarke looked up at the brunette and raised an eyebrow. "Anya would like to get lunch." Clarke's smile fell a bit.

"Oh, right. Well you can drop me at the apartment. Or if that's too out of the way, I'm sure there's a subway station around here somewhere." Clarke began scouring the surrounding block, looking for a subway station but Lexa only laughed. She reached down and took Clarke's hand in hers and continued walking towards her motorcycle.

"If you really think I am letting you get away without meeting my only friend after I've met all of yours and your mother, you are sadly mistaken Miss Griffin." Clarke laughed as she let herself get pulled along the sidewalk by the taller woman.

"Damn, I definitely thought I could get away with that one."

"So…" Anya began, then stuffed another french fry into her mouth as her gaze switched between the couple sitting across the booth from her. Her eyes finally landed on the blonde. "What exactly are your intentions with my daughter?" Lexa groaned and Clarke just smirked.

"Have you seen her? I am very clearly only using her for her body." Clarke exclaimed and Anya burst out laughing.

"Can't even say I blame ya, Griffin." Lexa rolled her eyes at the antics from the two girls sitting at the booth with her. She always assumed that Clarke and Anya would get along very well, but the way they had immediately clicked and began making jokes out of everything had almost been too much. "Lexy, I have to admit…I think I approve of this one. First time ever!"

"That's because this is the first time I've ever introduced you to someone I'm interested in." Lexa said as she tried to make eye contact with the waitress, hoping to get their ticket soon.

"Wait, really?" Clarke asked and Lexa turned to face her.

"Are you asking if I'm really interested in you, or if you're the first girl I've introduced to Anya?" Lexa asked and Clarke let out a small laugh.

"Well, both, now that I think about it."

"Lexy hasn't dated since before I met her." Anya said nonchalantly as the waitress laid their check down and Lexa grabbed it quickly before Anya could even consider it.

"You guys met freshman year of college though. Ten years ago…" Clarke turned to Lexa and her jaw was practically on the jaw. Lexa shifted uncomfortably. "Ten years, Lex?"

"I've been very focused the last ten years. I never found anyone special enough to break that focus, I guess." Lexa said quietly as she placed a few bills on the table along with the check.

"Yeah til she met youuu!" Anya practically sang and Lexa shot her a glare.

"Are you ready to go, Clarke?" Lexa asked, turning back to the younger woman expectantly.

"Yeah, absolutely." Lexa stood from the table and held her hand out to help Clarke. Clarke grabbed her hand and stood as well then turned to Anya. "It was so great meeting you! I'll see you soon, I'm sure."

"Absolutely you will." Anya said as she gathered her things.

Lexa and Clarke made their way out of the restaurant and headed towards Lexa's motorcycle that was parked just down the block. Clarke latched herself onto the taller girls arm and smiled to herself as she thought about what was happening.

She was holding onto Lexa Woods. The girl who she had fallen in love with over the course of a year, one minute at a time. The girl who had flown to Washington DC for a just a few days, just so she could see Clarke and meet her friends and family. The girl apparently was just as smitten with Clarke as she was with her. She was missing work just so she could spend a day with Clarke. She had introduced Clarke to her best friend, and it was the first time she'd ever done that. Clarke held onto Lexa's arm and stopped the woman in the middle of the sidewalk.

"What is it?" Lexa asked as green eyes met blue.

Clarke couldn't wait any longer. She pulled Lexa into a searing kiss. Clarke wanted the brunette to be able to physically feel how Clarke felt about her, just through the kiss. Clarke felt Lexa's arms wrap tightly around her waist, pulling her impossibly close. Both girls seemed to lose themselves in the kiss, only pulling away when their lungs were begging for air.

"Let's get you home." Lexa mumbled against Clarke's lips then grabbed her hand, practically dragging her the rest of the way to her motorcycle.

"Miss Woods, you're back early." Nyko said from spot behind the front counter as Lexa walked into the lobby and laid her helmet on the counter. Clarke walked in behind her and placed her helmet next to Lexa's. "And Miss Griffin…" Nyko raised an eyebrow as he looked between the two.

"I will be in my apartment if you need anything, Nyko." Lexa said simply, working hard to hide her smirk. Nyko had known about Lexa's feelings for the blonde for months now. He had always been pushing the two together. He was going to be so incredibly happy that Lexa had finally made a move.

"Right. Have a good evening, ladies." Nyko nodded to the two girls as they made their way onto the elevator.

Lexa looked over at Clarke and smiled. The younger girl had pulled out her phone and was checking her missed texts. A sense of familiarity washed over Lexa as she studied the scene. This had become a daily occurrence for them. Riding the elevator together, sometimes having a conversation, other times just relaxing in each other's presence. The few differences that Lexa could note in this elevator ride was the fact that they had come into the building together, the fact that Clarke was standing so close to Lexa that she could feel the blonde hair brushing against her shoulder, and the fact that Lexa hadn't pushed the button for the 10th floor. They were both going up to the 16th floor. The elevator dinged just as Clarke put her phone back in her pocket. Lexa led them to the door of her apartment and punched in her code then opened the door.

"You have such an incredible view of the city." Clarke said amazed as she made her way to the wall of Lexa's apartment that was all glass. "Would it be cool with you if I brought some paints and a canvas up here some time?"

"I'd love that, actually." Lexa answered as she walked up behind Clarke and wrapped her arms around the shorter girls waist, resting her chin on her shoulder. "You're welcome up here anytime."

"Oh, should I get the U-Haul ready?" Clarke joked and Lexa let out a small chuckle.

"We should probably get one ready, yes." Lexa said and Clarke turned to face her, raising an eyebrow. "For Raven, of course." Clarke laughed and leaned up to place a quick kiss to Lexa's cheek.

"Nyko seemed surprised that we came in together." Clarke said, turning back to look at the view.

"I don't think he was surprised that we were together. I think he was surprised that I was walking into the lobby at 1:00 PM on a Monday." Lexa laughed.

"So he wasn't surprised that we were together?"

"Doubtful. He's known how I feel about you for quite some time." Lexa answered. She broke her embrace from Clarke and turned to sit on her couch. Clarke quickly joined her.

"You told Nyko that you like me?" The blonde inquired and Lexa shook her head.

"I told Nyko months ago that I thought you were absolutely stunning. I've always been very candid with him." Lexa watched as Clarke nodded. "Then about a month after I told him I was attracted to you, I told him I had formed a crush on you." Clarke raised an eyebrow at Lexa's confession, but the brunette wasn't done. "A month after that, I told him it was far more than a crush. A few weeks after that, I admitted that I definitely had feelings for you. That was back in December when school was out for you. I wasn't seeing you as much on the elevator and he and Indra both attempted to talk me into visiting your apartment and asking you out, but I obviously didn't listen to them." Clarke was visibly shocked by all that Lexa was admitting to.

"Why didn't you ask me out in December? That was months ago…" Clarke posed and Lexa shrugged.

"I had no reason to think you were interested, Clarke." Clarke let out a snort.

"I've literally been interested in you for just as long as you've been interested in me." The blonde replied and Lexa raised an eyebrow.

"Bull shit." Clarke let out a loud laugh. She always thought it was the funniest thing when the brunette cursed, because she rarely ever did. Clarke scooted closer to Lexa on the couch, close enough to press a quick kiss to her lips.

"Oh, Lex. You have no idea."

A/N: I'm thinking maybe two chapters left? Three tops. Gonna be changing the rating soon bc im planning some relationship consummation if you know what i meaaaannnnn. Okay let me know what you think. I'll catch y'all next thursday.