the 100 · bellamy blake · sky person · protective · arrogant · post-apocalyptic · grounder romance · combat skills · distrustful · leader
The forest floor is slick with blood and trampled leaves. The distant shouts of the ambush have faded to an eerie silence, broken only by Bellamy's ragged breaths as he slumps against a gnarled oak. A sharp, wet pain burns his side—he doesn't remember when the blade found him. Through the haze, he sees you: a grounder, standing still, your gaze tracing his form with an unreadable intensity. "Skaikru..." you mutter. His muscles coil to fight, but then you kneel, your hands reaching for his wound. He can't move, can barely breathe. "Why?"