Disclaimer: So here's another one-shot. I kind of write these during exams so sorry if grammar is really bad, I have no beta yet. I have 5 of these one-shots written up so far and I'm halfway through the 6th. Prompts would be greatly appreciated and thanks for the follows, it really means a lot. This one deals with more awkward subjects so sorry in advance. I own nothing so enjoy-Lexi :)

Awkward Pillows

Clarke dragged her feet across the floor as she walked to the bed roll. The meeting had gone on for too long and her mind and body craved sleep. It really didn't help that the cramps had started halfway through the day. Sometimes she hated being a girl. She flopped down on the bed, not even bothering to take her shoes off. She was asleep in seconds.

When Lexa entered her tent half an hour later, she saw Clarke spread out on the bed. She smiled fondly at the blonde before taking her armour off quietly. She walked over to her bed and gently started to unlace Clarke's boot before sliding it off gently. She quirked an eyebrow when the boot slipped, making an awful racket when it hit her armour and Clarke didn't even stir. Lexa just shook her head and climbed carefully into the bed, pulling Clarke closer to her.

Lexa woke to find Clarke still fast asleep. She decided that Clarke deemed to sleep so she gently untangled herself from the blonde's arms and quickly got dressed. She turned and smiled slightly at the sight of Clarke asleep in her clothes'. Lexa walked out the tent in to the crisp morning air.

It was now midday and there was still no sign of Clarke. Lexa was beginning to get worried.

"Octavia!" she said sharply, worry seeping into her normally strong voice.

"Yes Heda?" the brunette asked.

"Go check on Clarke" Lexa replied, dismissing the young girl. Octavia nodded and left the war room, strolling quickly towards the commander's tent that was shared with Clarke. She paused outside, trying to listen for signs of life instead of barging in like last time; that had been a mistake. Octavia shuddered and pushed the image out of her mind.

"Clarke?" she called cautiously. "Are you in there?" She heard a groan in reply so she went in. she saw Clarke curled up on the bed, still in last night's clothes. Octavia immediately knelt down next to Clarke, worry set on her features. "Clarke, are you alright?" she asked anxiously. If Clarke was hurt then Lexa would definitely be in a bad mood all day.

"Go away!" Clarke mumbled, turning over and scrunching into a tighter ball when another agonizing cramp attacked her stomach.

"Clarke, tell me what's wrong." Octavia tried again. "You're in pain. Beja" Clarke just groaned and mumbled something incoherent into her pillow. Octavia leaned closer. "What?" she asked. Clarke huffed and her cheeks went slightly pink as she turned her face towards the enquiring brunette.

"Period" Clarke said quickly, not looking Octavia in the eye as she went bright re. Octavia also went red and slowly backed up from her position at Clarke's side.

"Oh right" she stammered "Well then, I'll erm, leave you to it" she said, backing up slowly. "It's just that Lexa was looking for you." Clarke sighed and groaned as another wave of agony hit.

"Tell her I'm not in the mood." Clarke said, burying her face in the pillows.

"Alright." Octavia said with a grin. "But you seemed perfectly in the mood the other night" she said as she walked towards the exit. "Why, me and Lincoln could hear you from the woods." She added, ducking outside with a laugh which abruptly stopped when she saw Lexa and Indra walking towards her. Lexa raised an eyebrow. "She's fine, Heda" Octavia said. "She just-"she was cut off when a pillow connected with the back of her head. Octavia's face looked annoyed and Lexa raised both eyebrows in query. "Good luck" Octavia said before walking off.

"Indra leave us." Lexa said, watching as the warrior nodded and strode off after Octavia. Lexa took a deep breath and entered her tent. She ducked quickly as a pillow raced towards her head.

"Go away Octavia!" came the muffled voice. Lexa smiled slightly but quickly frowned when she saw that Clarke was in obvious pain. She ran forward and put her hand on Clarke's shoulder.

"Clarke!" she exclaimed "Are you alright?" Clarke turned bright red when she realised who she had thrown the pillow at and she turned round, smiling sheepishly up at the commander.

"I'm fine" she said, clenching her jaw against the pain. Lexa looked sceptical.

"That is not what it looks like." She said. She continued to watch Clarke grimacing until a sudden realisation hit her. "You are with Nature are you not?" she asked suddenly, mentally cursing herself for not realising it before when Clarke nodded. Lexa leaned forward and kissed Clarke's forehead gently before getting up to leave.

"Where are you going?" Clarke asked, wanting Lexa near her.

"To get you some pain relief." She replied, leaving the tent and Clarke, who flopped back on the bed, relishing the fact that someone was willing to take care of her and she smiled to herself, waiting for Lexa to return.