Anxious- Bellamy Imagine
woahk hi. so I haven’t been uploading that frequently, and I have about a million and one ship requests to write, which I haven’t forgotten about, so they’ll get done…eventually. I’m currently on my last week of school for the term, so I’m hoping to be a bit more active over the next two weeks, which I have off from school. I think that’s all for now…. Have a good day/night! Xxxx
P.S I’m not that proud of this, I’m sorry, but I really wanted to get something up for you guys :/
Warnings: mentions of sex
Bellamy Blake x Reader
Word Count: 592
The fire roared in the middle of camp, sparks fluttering up and away with the breeze. We were all situated around the provided warmth, alcohol sloshing in our mugs as we laughed in a rowdy chorus. The attack on Mount Weather had been a successful one, Camp Jaha a happy place as we all celebrated the victory and return of our people. Amongst the many drunken topics that had come up, a popular one had been our first experiences on the ground, as well as the adventures that had come with them.
“Hey (Y/N)! Remember that time you slept with Murphy?” Raven laughed, elbowing the very tipsy delinquent sitting next to her. I flushed in embarrassment, though laughed along with them as I recalled the awkward memory. Murphy and I had had a thing a while ago, though to say that it had lasted longer than a night would be a blatant lie.
I quickly looked over at Bellamy, who sat on the other side of the blazing fire. He was glancing between me and Murphy in frustrated confusion, though when he noticed me staring he looked away immediately. Standing up, I watched him walk to our shared tent. Frowning, I followed him, walking in to find him sitting on the bed, looking particularly unhappy.