Chapter 5

After 20 minutes of becoming well acquainted with the bathroom toilet, Lexa walked Clarke to the couch; placing a blanket over her, then walking to turn the television on. It was a rare event that she found herself caring for someone; with Anya she made her drinks but felt no need to mother her and even with Costia, she would simply put on a film and make up an excuse to leave later on. It wasn't that she was cruel, more she didn't know what to do, and didn't particularly want to catch anything. With Clarke things were somehow different; she wanted to sit by her side and watch her sleep, rub her back whilst she was sick and just hold her until she was better. This worried Lexa, caring for someone this much who she'd only just met was a recipe for disaster, yet she couldn't stop herself from falling.

"What is it you would like to watch Clarke?" Lexa handed Clarke the remote sitting down beside the girl, pulling her legs on top of her lap. Clarke began to lightly shake with laughter as she flicked through Netflix. "What do you find amusing?"

Clarke suppressed a smile and focused on the television. "It's nothing. Just sometimes you're so formal. It's sweet."

Lexa blushed and too, moved her focus to the screen. "What are you putting on?"

Clarke looked to Lexa. "What's your stance on Orphan Black? I mean I've watched each season twice over with Octavia and she refuses to watch it with me anymore."

Lexa grinned. "I love it, and yes; Anya has reached the same point with me."

Clarke's smile grew as she selected the first episode then pulled the cover further over her and Lexa. "Thank you for staying with me by the way... I know I'm hardly great company at this time."

Lexa ran her hand up and down Clarke's leg- the blonde shivering at her touch. "It's fine, but if you don't mind I'd prefer our next date be one where I can buy you dinner and woo you."

Clarke bit her lip to hide the intense happiness she felt at the idea. "I guess that sounds acceptable," She moved so that she was between Lexa's legs, her head resting on the brunette's chest as they bot laid on the sofa. "but I'll be paying."

Lexa scoffed beneath her. "I call dibs."

Clarke frowned and moved her hand beneath the girls shirt, tracing her fingers so that it tickled Lexa. "Surrender and let me pay."

She moved to grab Clarke's hand, threading her fingers through her own. "You are in no state for war Clarke, and I invited you, so it is my duty to pay."

Lexa smiled as she felt the ripples of light laughter course through the girl's body. "Fine." Clarke wanted to resist but feeling the girls fingers between her own was making her head fuzzy; the simple contact washing away any kind of resistance she'd wished to show.

Clarke quickly fell asleep in Lexa's arms. It wasn't until Octavia returned with Anya that she woke, still in the girls embrace.

"Well that progressed quickly." Anya chuckled looking at her friend. "Do you want me to get the U-Haul Lex?"

Lexa quickly narrowed her eyes at the girl. "What you don't hear from the lesbian U-Haul stories is the part where we use them to run over our evil friends."

Anya raised her hands to her heart. "Ouch Lex, that one hurt."

Octavia and Anya threw themselves into beanbags across from the sofa. "So what are you naming your children?" Octavia raised a brow.

"Fuck off asshole!" Clarke grumbled from beneath the blanket.

"She lives!" Octavia cheered, running over to her before pulling the cover down and kissing her repeatedly on the forehead. "I, missed, you, so, much."

"Ew gross O, get off me!" Clarke pushed her friend away laughing at how sappy she was.

Lexa's jaw had tensed slightly seeing Octavia kiss Clarke, something that Anya noticed. "Well we should be off now, as much as you two probably wanna roll around in bed for a couple hours, Lexa and I have essays to start."

Lexa groaned; Anya was right but she still hated her for taking Clarke away from her. "Hey," Clarke pulled Lexa back before she could walk away. "number." She held out her phone and pulled a puppy dog face that made Lexa want to kiss her, even with everyone watching.

She quickly pulled her mind away from the thought and took Clarke's phone to input her number. "There."

Anya and Octavia groaned, and Lexa quickly realized she had been staring at Clarke for a good minute. "Shit, sorry Anya," She turned to look over her shoulder at Clarke. "Bye princess." Lexa winked at her cockily before heading out the door.

A pillow slammed into Clarke's face dragging her back to reality. "Spill."

Octavia was sat at her feet with a tub of Ice cream and a massive smile on her face. "Nothing happened O!" Octavia narrowed her eyes in disbelief. "Seriously!" Clarke sat up so Octavia could turn and face her. "Lexa held my hair for a while, then she laid with me whilst we watched Orphan Black."

Octavia let out a horrific groan at the mention of the show. "I just want to know if she's a good kisser Clarke, cut to the juicy stuff!"

Clarke shook her head at her friend. "I haven't kissed her yet."

The brunettes mouth flopped open revealing a mouth full of cookie dough ice cream. "What?"

"Well we didn't last night, then this mornings mood was kind of ruined by my massive puke fest. Oh God what if she never wants to kiss me after that? I mean I wouldn't blame her I was a total gross mess an-"

"Clarke chill, your doing that thing where you panic about silly things. By what I walked in on Lexa has already completely fallen for you; any one else would have jumped at the out I gave her to leave. Clarke, the girl stayed to hold your hair while you puke. If that's not love then I don't know what is."

Anya shut the door. watching her roommate closely as she dropped onto the sofa; a huge soppy grin plastered on her face. "I haven't seen that look in a while Lex, you've got it bad for Clarke hey?"

Lexa quickly hardened her face and swallowed. "No. I mean yeah, I like her I guess."

Anya walked to the kitchen grabbing a couple waters. "Lexa, don't treat me like I'm stupid. I know how you are around sick people."

The girl's eyes narrowed at her roommate. "Maybe you're just annoying when your ill."

Anya threw one of the waters at Lexa. "I am lovely company when I'm ill... And you are avoiding the question. So whens your next date?"

Lexa turned the lid on the water taking a sip as she processed her answer. "I dunno."

"Oh stop it already!" Anya shook Lexa until she grinned.

"Okay fine, I'm going to take her out to dinner; we are yet to set a date."

Anya smiled at her accomplishment, drawing information out of her roommate was never an easy feat. "What about Gustus'?"

Lexa shook her head. "I hardly wish to subject Clarke to the humor of my uncle on our first date."

"You know as well as I do that Gustus would be lovely," Anya popped open a bag of crisps, chewing on them as she spoke. "and that does happen to be the best restaurant around anyway. He sure knows how to blow people away with his cooking, why not make Clarke one of them."

Lexa pinched the bridge of her nose; it was true. Though she did not wish for Clarke to meet her family so soon, it really was better food then they would find elsewhere that close to campus. Her phone lit up, quickly distracting her from the thought.

Unknown: Hey this is my number- Clarke xx

Before Lexa could reply she felt the phone being wrenched out of her hands. "Hey, give it back!"

Anya unfortunately was taller than Lexa, allowing her to easily hold the phone out of her reach whilst she fiddled with it. "Oooh two kisses. She liiiikes you!"

Lexa felt herself blushing as Anya returned the phone to her the message now read:

Blonde Hottie: Hey this is my number- Clarke xx

"Real funny Anya." Lexa shook her head in disapproval of the girl who was quietly laughing to herself. Lexa pulled out her phone and began to type; smiling as she knew what would appear on Clarke's screen.

Sexy Tattooed Babe: Missing me already?x

Blonde Hottie: Maybe a bit Octavia is refusing to watch OB with me and now I'm stuck watching 90210 xx

Lexa grinned as the reply.

Sexy Tattooed Babe: That sucks, maybe we can watch it after dinner? How does tomorrow at 7pm sound?x

Lexa stared at her phone, worrying ten minutes later when she was still awaiting a reply. Finally her screen lit up and she exhaled with relief, bringing it closer to her face.

Blonde Hottie: Sorry O stole my phone and has changed your contact photo to a picture of Gollum from Lord of the Rings

Blonde Hottie: I should also explain that she did this after changing your name to 'my precious'

Blonde Hottie: I have stolen her ice cream and she is now very sorry and said to say she thinks your much prettier than Gollum

Blonde Hottie: That sounds perfect... Can't wait :) What's the dress code?xx

Lexa chuckled to herself as the messages popped up.

My Precious: Whatever you would like, I have a feeling you could make a trash bag look stunning... x

It only took seconds for Clarke to reply this time.

Blonde Hottie: Smooth Lex, Smooth. but no, I need an idea of what's acceptable or I will no doubt panic about it for the next day xx

Anya glanced over Lexa's shoulder, laughing as she read the text on the girls screen. "Hmm that sounds like someone I know..." Lexa hit Anya before replying.

My Precious: Semi formal. A simple dress or nice trousers (not denim) is fine. x

Lexa replied with enough information she would hope for should the roles be reversed. It was only fair she give Clarke enough information to ease her panic.

Blonde Hottie: What will you be wearing?

My Precious: You'll just have to wait and see. ;) x