"Make a wish Clarke."
Clarke looks straight back into her favorite pair of green eyes and whispers, "Will you go out on a date with me?"
The words flowed out of her mouth before she could stop them and now Clarke's heart was beating faster and she was internally panicking. She's studying Lexa's face, trying to gauge a reaction but she can't get a read on her. Is she shocked? Angry? Disgusted? Had she completely misread Lexa's feelings?
All these thoughts run through her mind simultaneously and it feels like they've been staring at each other forever.
"What?" it's barely a whisper but Clarke heard it.
Clarke thinks briefly about taking it back, but decides quickly not to. She wants this. So, she stands up and pulls Lexa up as well so they're standing face to face. She grasps both of the brunette's hands firmly and looks directly into the girl's eyes. She repeats, "Will you go out on a date with me?"
"Are you serious?"
"I've never been more serious. You're amazing Lexa and I've known it since I first laid eyes on you. I would really like to take you on a date." Clarke's voice is confident and she has yet to break eye contact with the brunette.
Lexa feels stunned. Of course she has felt the… energy between herself and the blonde but she never actually thought this would happen. Unable to speak, she continues to stare deeply into the blue eyes in front of her and she sees the worry slowly appearing in the blue depths.
"Lex?"
Lexa snaps out of her daze. She takes a deep breath and moves slightly closer to the girl. She laces their fingers together and smiles. "I'd love to go out on a date with you Clarke."
To say Clarke was happy would be the understatement of the century. She has just arrived home after dropping Lexa off at her apartment. After changing into her pajamas she lays down in bed with her phone in her hands. She's contemplating sending a text to Lexa. They always send each other texts when their getting ready for bed, but she doesn't know if it's different now.
She bites her bottom lip and looks over to her bedside table where she sees her copy of the photo booth photos from Lexa's birthday. She smiles, "You're an idiot Griffin, text the girl."
Clarke: Tonight was great.
Lexa's response came quickly.
Lexa: Agreed. It was a great success.
Clarke: In more ways than one ;)
Lexa: Lol
Clarke: I'm happy.
Lexa: Me too.
Clarke: So um, does Friday night work ok for you? For our date?
Lexa: Works perfectly :)
Clarke: Awesome :) Talk to you tomorrow?
Lexa: Absolutely.
Clarke: Goodnight Lex.
Lexa: Sweet dreams Clarke.
Clarke plugs her phone into its charger and lays back facing the ceiling. She can't help the small giggle that escapes her mouth. She had a date with Lexa and she couldn't wait.
Clarke bounces down the stairs and into the kitchen the next morning to find both her parents there. Her mother was sitting at the table drinking coffee and her father at the stove cooking bacon.
"Good morning parentals." she says cheerfully.
"Good morning honey." her mother replies, taking a sip of her coffee.
Clarke walks over and grabs a piece of bacon, her father immediately swatting her hand away.
"Hey, hey. Be patient kid!"
She just playfully sticks her tongue out at him before placing the bacon in her mouth. She can feel her parents eyes on her as she pours herself a cup a coffee and when she sits down at the table she bites her lip, trying to contain her smile and avoids her mother's eyes when the woman speaks to her.
"What are you grinning about?"
"Yeah. That smile on your face is so big it looks like it hurts." her father adds, earning an eye roll from Clarke.
"You two are crazy."
She tries to contain her smile, she really does but it's impossible. And when her parents continue to stare at her she lets out a giggle.
"Ugh, okay fine. I'm happy ok?"
"We see that. Any particular reason why?" her mother asks.
"I asked Lexa out last night." she says as nonchalantly as possible.
"And she said?" her mother's voice was almost giddy.
"She said yes." Clarke made sure not to look up at her parents because she could feel a small blush forming on her cheeks.
Suddenly her father pats her shoulder. "'Bout time kid."
"That's wonderful honey." her mother says smiling widely at her daughter.
"Yeah, it is."
"When's the date?"
"Friday night. I have 6 days to make sure it's perfect."
"Any idea what you're going to do?" her father asks as he places food on the table.
Clarke smiles. "I have a few."
"I'm sure whatever you do, Lexa will love it." her mother says, patting the top of her hand.
"I hope so."
They're interrupted by the sound of Clarke's phone beeping. As Clarke looks at the screen her smile widens. "Speak of the devil eh?" her father jokes earning another slight blush to appear on the blonde's face.
Lexa: Good morning!
Clarke: Good morning to you! What are you doing?
Lexa: Trying to decide if I want dry toast or saltines for breakfast. Lol. I haven't had time to go grocery shopping.
Clarke rolls her eyes before looking up to her parents. "Can I invite Lexa over for breakfast?"
Her father laughs. "You don't have to ask. She's always welcome."
Clarke: Come over. Dad made breakfast.
Lexa: Really? Are sure it's okay?
Clarke: Of course silly! You and I will go grocery shopping afterwards. Need me to go pick you up?
Lexa's response doesn't come for another five minutes.
Lexa: No need. I just got on the bus. See you soon :)
Lexa leans back in her chair and sighs. "Thank you for feeding me. I'm stuffed."
"Anytime, kiddo." Mr. Griffin say taking the plates off the table.
"So, what's on the agenda today you two?"
"Well Mrs. Griffin, Clarke so graciously offered to take me grocery shopping. After that, I was going to study for finals."
"Ugh. Don't remind me." Clarke groans causing Lexa to laugh.
"Sorry. But we gotta do it. I have to do well on these finals. I'm applying for early admission to a couple schools and these grades go on the applications I'm filling out over the summer."
"Yeah, me too. I can't believe we're going to be seniors."
"You can't believe it?!" Mrs. Griffin laughs. "It seems like only yesterday you were just a chubby, curly haired baby trying to crawl."
"Mooooooom" the blonde groans. Lexa's eyes light up and smiles.
"Are there pictures of this chubby, curly haired baby?" she asks with a smirk.
"No!" Clarke grabs Lexa's hand and begins dragging the girl out of the kitchen. "No more talking. We have grocery shopping to do. See you two trouble makers later!" She yells at her parents.
"Thanks for breakfast Mr. and Mrs. Griffin!" Lexa yells as she's putting her shoes back on in front of the front door.
"You're welcome honey! And don't worry, I'll show you pictures of baby Clarke before your date!"
Lexa eyes widen as she stops tying her shoe and looks up at the blonde who is groaning again. "You told them?" she whispers.
Clarke nods. "And I'm never telling them anything ever again!" She says loud enough for her parents to hear as she finishes dragging giggling Lexa out of the door.
"This building should have an elevator." Clarke says after she places the last few bags of groceries onto Lexa's small kitchen counter and then proceeds to throw herself on to the brunettes bed.
Lexa laughs. "It's one flight of stairs Clarke."
"I hate stairs."
"Well, maybe you should exercise more" the brunette teased.
Clarke pouts. "That's rude. I'm not that out of shape." Lexa moves to stand in front of the blonde.
"I'm only teasing you. Your shape is perfect". She says with wink.
"Are you flirting with me Ms. Woods."
"Maybe." Lexa lays down beside the blonde on the bed, takes her hand and laces their fingers together. "Is that okay?" She say adds before lifting their hands to place a kiss on top of Clarke's causing the girl to blush.
"It's 100% ok. Flirt away, little missy."
Lexa laughs and turns on her side, Clarke immediately mirroring the action. Now that their face to face, Clarke takes her free hand to brush a loose strand out of Lexa's face. Lexa blushes lightly at the action and the two stare at each other for a moment before Clarke speaks.
"Friday can't come soon enough."
Lexa smiles. "Agreed."