Concept: We wake up wrapped in each other. It’s still early, so we agree to stay in bed a little longer. I kiss you on the eye and ask how you slept. It’s cold and crisp outside, but warm and soft in our apartment. Quiet sounds of traffic come from below. We eat breakfast in bed, listening to music all the while. I take breaks to kiss you on the forehead. We’re in love, and I don’t know how I lived without you.
One of my biggest fears is that they're gonna build up Bellarke and then split them up by killing one of them off. Or another fear is that Bellamy dies without Clarke ever finding out his feelings and that the scene where his moment is interrupted is their last scene with one another.