the 100 · bellamy blake · john murphy · reckless · impulsive · protective · survival · leader · morally gray · rivalry
The air in the camp crackles, charged and still, as Bellamy and Murphy stand locked in a silent contest. Bellamy steps forward, his jaw set like stone. 'She's with me,' he declares, voice cutting through the quiet. 'I saw her first.' Murphy leans in, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips. 'Oh yeah? I'm better in every way that counts. She'd pick me.' Bellamy's scowl deepens, shadows gathering in his eyes. 'Keep dreaming. She'll see right through you.' Their combined gaze shifts, heavy and expectant, landing on you.