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Thank you for reading. May we meet again.

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Saturday, December 31

"Mmmornin' babe" Clarke mumbled and slowly opened her eyes.

"Hello, stranger" Lexa replied with a soft smile on her face.

"Wanna know about my dream?" Clarke asked in her low raspy voice and raised an eyebrow which left Lexa's mouth dry.

"I was in this bed and there was something that tasted really good." Lexa gulped, "and I'm really hoping that I get to taste it again now that I'm awake. And I'd like to have coffee and eggs with that delicious bacon!" She laughed at Lexa who rolled her face into the pillow.

"God, Clarke!" She mumbled, "Don't do that to me, ever again!"

"Sorry babe! So am I getting my breakfast now?" The blonde cracked an innocent smile and Lexa sighed and got up. "You're lucky that you're so unbelievably beautiful and sweet!"

Lexa was cooking Clarke's breakfast when she heard her girlfriend padding down the stairs and smiled when she felt her wrapping her arms around her from behind.

"You know what?"

"Hm."

"I was thinking about something earlier." Clarke said and pulled her girlfriend a little closer, "I kinda remembered something." She kissed the back of the brunette's neck, laid her chin onto her shoulder, her lips brushing against Lexa's skin as she whispered, "Will you marry me?".

Lexa froze and Clarke quietly continued, "I remembered that I still had one question left. This is it."

She loosened her embrace a little to give Lexa enough space to turn around. A single tear ran down the brunette's cheek as she met Clarke's eye. "Clarke..."

"God, Lexa. This is the moment where you actually have to say Yes or No. I'd prefer Yes though." Clarke laughed.

Instead of answering, Lexa tucked a loose strand behind Clarke's ear, cupped the blonde's cheek and pulled her into a soft kiss. It didn't deepen though. They were just standing there in a close embrace, their lips moving against each other ever so gently.

"Is that a Yes?" Clarke smiled as she slowly pulled away and a speechless Lexa nodded. "Really?" Clarke blinked in some kind of disbelief and the brunette laughed. "Yes, Clarke, really! I love you. Of course I'll marry you!"

"Oh great! I don't– have a ring or something. Shit. I should've gotten you a ring! Ugh I totally messed that up! We don't even have candles!"

"Clarke," Lexa said calmly, waiting for the blonde to look at her before she continued, "it was perfect."

"Thank God! Oh and you know since it's New Year's Eve tonight, I thought we should spend it at our place. I mean yeah it's super cold 'n stuff but watching the fireworks in the Central Park is super romantic though, isn't it? What do you think, babe?"

"I'd love that!"

It was really cold indeed but they were tucked in thick warm blankets, so it was okay. It was almost midnight and the whole city was already celebrating. They had considered joining the big party on Times Square but now they were glad that they'd spend New Year's Eve in a rather calm place. Their place.

Lexa climbed behind Clarke, and pulled her closer. Clarke rested her head against the brunette's shoulder while the women leaned against the tree behind her.

They had completely forgotten about time and slightly winced when the fireworks started. She smiled when she felt Lexa's lips brushing against her ear when the other woman whispered "Happy New Year, Clarke." She turned her head and met Lexa's lips in a soft kiss that lasted an eternity. They were completely lost in each other and both noticed the tears that slowly ran down their cheeks because the emotions they shared through their kiss where overwhelming, it had everything. Thankfulness, commitment, promises, love and hope.

They slowly pulled away, eyes meeting for a long moment, until Clarke turned back to watch the fireworks, while snuggling herself into Lexa.

Every now and then they whispered sweet nothings to each other, until they fell completely silent.

Clarke was thinking about their relationship. Her heart still jumped at the thought that they were actually engaged now. Yes, maybe it was kind of early but it felt right.

Her mind wandered back to older memories. She was thinking about their first kiss and smiled.

She remembered how their lips barely met and how she was sure that this was the softest kiss she had ever felt. She remembered thinking that she was kissing a stranger, a person she knew absolutely nothing about, but for some reason it had felt familiar, somehow it had felt right. She didn't know what it was exactly, though. Clarke smiled, because now, she knew. It was home.

They stayed like this until the sun slowly rose above the city.

"I love you, Clarke, but it's really cold, we should go back home now." Lexa said, softly tucking a strand behind Clarke's ear. "Clarke?" She gently cupped the blonde's cheek and turned her face so that she could see her. Clarke's eyes were closed and she had a peaceful look on her face.

Lexa's lips formed a small smile, and she leaned down to kiss Clarke's forehead.

"Goodbye, stranger."

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