This Thing Called Love (I Just Can't Handle It)
Summary: Clarke Griffin’s ill-timed discovery of her feelings for her roommate, Bellamy Blake, leads to a misunderstanding that confuses the both of them.
for awards winner @bispaceprincess
Word Count: 2320
Warnings: Slight Language
“Here’s the deal,” Clarke said, collapsing onto Bellamy’s bed as he shuffled around getting ready for the day. “Tonight is a good night to stay in and be lazy. So I’m thinking you and me, Chinese takeout, and a Netflix documentary of your choice.”
Bellamy looked over at her as he shrugged on his jacket.
“That’s tempting,” he said with a small smile. “But I can’t tonight.”
Clarke’s own smile faded and she sat up.
“You busy?” she asked.
He nodded as she tried to remember if he’d told her something about tonight. He never worked on Thursday nights, a byproduct of working at his station so long that he was consistently able to request them off.
“I’ll be late so don’t wait up, okay?” Bellamy said.
“Yeah sure,” Clarke nodded, unable to keep from frowning.