I can’t believe that Bellamy loves grabbing Clarke’s hair when they hug so much that Clarke having her hair in a braid didn’t even stop him. Can’t gently grasp a fistful? Guess I’ll just gently grasp this braid.
Honestly it makes me feel better about all this post-4x02 drama that Bob and Lindsey had the same argument on set that everyone’s having now. Remember at dragon con when Lindsey said they had an argument on set about where Raven and Bellamy were coming from in a certain scene and had to hug it out? Yeah I think we know what that was about now. I love how much they love and understand their characters.
Warning, this is probably going to be a long but cute asf fanfiction!
Clarke had never loved anyone as she had loved Bellamy, watching that rocket and knowing he was on his way to safety, she felt relief wash over her. She didn’t mind dying as long as it meant the people she cared for went on. Clarke had been sure the radiation would kill her, the memory of the searing pain she felt from her bubbling skin, the feeling of the burning blood choking up in her throat would forever be planted in her mind. She’d been so sure she’d die that day, dying on a dying planet. But then Madi found her, the girl only young then, barely able to take care of herself let alone nursing Clarke until she was at full health. Those were some of the most painful days of her life. Not just the radiation seeping through her but the fact that she’d let Bellamy go, she wouldn’t see him for years to come, no more warm hugs reminding her of home, no more playful smile crossing his face even though she knew he wanted to be mad at her. Everyone she loved so far from her but they were safe and that’s all Clarke could ask for.