too cute to be cute


@katchyalater reblogged this post and then this happened. I know nothing about radios or cops but I do know these two idiots in love, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“Shift’s almost over,” Bellamy said, knocking his shoulder against Clarke’s. “We’re done here, why don’t you head home?”

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Clarke replied, leaning up for a hug. “Try not to miss me too much.”

Bellamy buried his face in her neck briefly. “Bye Clarke. Love you.”

Clarke stiffened and pulled back, her face lit up with surprise. “You what?”

Bellamy’s jaw dropped in horror, and then his eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he clapped a hand to the walkie on his shoulder. “Oh shit, my radio’s on. You turned my radio on.”

“Fuck, did we just call dispatch?”

Bellamy shook his head. “No…but I think everyone on shift right now just heard us.”

Clarke bit her lip to keep from laughing. “So, not only did you just accidentally confess your love to me, you did it to…”

“Effectively the entire precinct, yeah.” An agonized look was frozen on Bellamy’s face. “I can’t believe I just did that.”

“Ummm…well…are you sure they heard you?” Clarke asked, trying to be helpful. They were going to have to talk about this whole ‘I love you’ business, but that could wait a moment.

Bellamy grimaced. “Only one way to find out.” He switched his radio back on, and the whoops and cheers that suddenly filled the air affirmed his worst fears.

“Hey, love you too man,” said a voice she was sure was Miller’s. “But maybe try to keep the emoting to a minimum while you’re on duty?”

“Who are you with right now? Are you with Griffin?” yelled a voice that was definitely Raven’s. “It’s about time you two—“

Bellamy quickly switched the walkie back off and ran his hands through his hair. “Well, fuck.” He glanced back at his partner with a pained expression. “Any chance you’d believe me if I said that’s how I end every conversation now?”

“No, sorry,” Clarke replied, rocking on her feet and continuing to bite back her laughter. “If it’s any consolation, I once called my second grade teacher mom.”

Bellamy shook his head, eyes still wide with disbelief. “That’s not the same thing at all. This is way, way worse. Everyone heard me. Everyone. Murphy heard me.”

Clarke’s curiosity got the better of her compassion. “Wait, so that’s the part that bothers you most? Not that you accidentally said ‘I love you’ to a coworker, but that everyone heard you?”

“Ummmm, yeah. They’re never going to let me live this down.”

“So…you meant it, then?”


“You meant it. You love me.”

Bellamy cocked his head to the side, as if unable to argue with his prior self. “Of course I do, Clarke. You’re amazing. I’ve been in love with you for…forever.” He shoved his hands deep in his pockets and sighed. “Sorry. I’m an asshole.”

Clarke’s face broke into a wide grin. “Hey, that’s cool. I love you too.”

Bellamy’s jaw dropped again. “Fuck, Clarke…really?”

In lieu of a reply, she rocked forward on the toe of her boots and kissed him.

“Ok, I should have said that a long time ago,” he confessed, when he finally caught his breath.

“Yeah, you should have,” Clarke teased. “But just for the record, I’m never going to let you live this down either.”

((I’m texting a guy who asked for my number at the con but for the life of me I can’t remember what his name was….like in my defense I was at a pretty loud concert and I got super sick and had to leave probably five minutes after he told me and the rest of the night is a blur of me feeling like I was dying so…))


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