A/N: So the beautiful ashlynnnrw left a beautiful comment on my Real or Fake? drabble and we got to talking, and she was super nice and yeah, I just had to write her a sequel to the drabble because she asked! See, if you're nice you get nice things :P It probably is nothing like she wanted and I'm sorry, but I still hope she likes it and all of you too as well :) Enjoy it!

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, etc...

Really Real (Sequel to Real or Fake)

Bellamy couldn't believe Clarke, the little girl he had a crush on, the woman he fell in love with, was sleeping soundly in his arms. Long blonde hair all tusled from sleeping and a cute frown on her face - which made him wonder what she was dreaming of; was it him that made her scrunch up her nose so adorably? He smiled to himself while gazing at his sleeping princess, usually she'd wake before him, but not today. Maybe she was tired; he wasn't quite sure why but she was there in his arms when he woke up and for the first time since they started dating, he could take his time to appreciate her morning beauty. Yes, she looked messy and the weird expressions on her face could be seen as slightly unactractive to other people, but to him it was his privilege.

Every moment with her filled his heart with bits and pieces of magic; it was something that warmed him in the coldest of days and made him love himself a bit more, even the parts he used to loathe. Just her presence was enough for him to feel safe, happy, and he was a bit embarrassed to say...complete.

Bellamy knew that there were no words he could ever say that would be able to convey the feelings he nourished for Clarke; no matter how many times he tried, he failed miserably. He loved her, yes, but it was so much more than that and he just couldn't find the right words to say. She was so damn precious to him and just the thought of losing her broke his heart apart; because of his mind dwelling on somber thoughts he now felt like crying. He wouldn't let the tears fall though, not with her there, not now.

Clarke woke up to the tender touch of Bellamy's lips on her forehead, and just appreciated his fingers running through her hair, snuggling up to him more. His grip tightened around her and she gazed into his eyes; they looked sad, conflicted, and she didn't know how to make it better. Touching his scruffy face with her hand she asked, "What's wrong?"

She looked at him as if he was her world and he couldn't believe it. How could such a kind and beautiful woman love him? What did she see in him? Bellamy didn't deserve her and it wouldn't take long for her to see that too. Forcing himself to smile he simply replied, "There's nothing wrong."

What did Bellamy take her for? She wasn't blind and certainly not dumb either. He looked heartbroken and she couldn't handle it. He had such a beautiful soul, so much love to give but he never quite saw that in himself; he didn't see what Clarke did. A man who raised his younger sister pratically alone, someone that is imperfect but still perfect in her eyes.

Every little thing he does is either for his sister or for Clarke, he rarely puts himself first. Bellamy only sees the mistakes he's done not any of the good he has brought forward again and again. She loved him, even if she avoided saying those particular words, she knew her love shone through her actions. He was so much more important than anything in her life, why couldn't he see it?

Kissing his lips tenderly she whispered, "I love you Bellamy."

He was a bit shocked, she had never quite spelled out what she felt until now and it was more than a bit unexpected. His reaction was basically the parting of his lips with no sound actually leaving his mouth and bugged out eyes.

Clarke giggled at his reaction, "I don't know why you're so troubled but you don't need to keep it all in. I'm here for you, just as you're always there for me. So, talk."

Bellamy sighed and covered his face with his hands, it was just so embarrassing. Her words mixed with the reason he became like this, just made him blush. Because his voice was muffled by his hands Clarke couldn't understand it and asked him to repeat it. Speaking a little louder he finally came out and said it, "I was thinking about what would happen if I ever lost you."

Clarke was more than surprised by his statement, so much that a blush started creeping up on her face; making her hide herself beneath the covers.

Noticing Clarke was too quiet, he glanced at her and realized she was hiding, only her hair was noticeable. Was she laughing and didn't want to make him feel bad? He was sorely confused, which made him want to peek, and so he yanked the covers off of her. Still her hands covered her expression, much like he was doing before. Bellamy needed to see her face, he just had to; grabbing her wrists he - without using much force as not to hurt her - pulled them off of her face. She really was too cute for her own good. She was blushing, harder than he was and the one that confessed some terribly embarrasing words was him.

Smirking he just pushed her down, lying on top of her, "Princess, could you tell my you're blushing?"

Clarke still had her eyes closed; did he really not understand the words he just spouted to her? Words of undying love echoed in her ears, she just couldn't handle it so early in the morning.

"I'm waiting princess." he couldn't help but tease her. It was always stronger than him. Which felt weird, just moments ago he was devastated but now he was soaring through the skies, happier than ever.

Clarke grunted and opened her eyes, staring straight into his, "You basically confessed to not being able to live without me. What reaction were you expecting from me? I am made of flesh."

Bellamy's cheeks gained color once again; his words hitting him hard again he hid his face in her neck. Letting go of her arms, he just hugged her and rolled over, Clarke being now on top of him.

Touching his forehead with hers, she relished in his warmth and their close contact, "Bellamy, don't think about when you might lose me. Think of our future together, of how happy you make me. I'm not going anywhere."

The unsettling feeling in his heart was genuinly gone now, she always knew what to say to make it all better. Bellamy took the chance to kiss her this time, "I'm not going anywhere either."

Covering themselves with the covers, they both showed each other just how much love they truly felt for one another.