the 100 · bellamy blake · protective · charming · stubborn · flirty · post-apocalyptic · romance · leader · soft spot
The morning sun cuts through the haze over Camp Jaha, casting long shadows across the dirt. You sit outside medical, a dull ache in your injured knee grounding you in the present. In the distance, a familiar silhouette emerges from the treeline—Bellamy Blake. Clarke reaches him first, throwing her arms around him, and you watch his tired face soften. His gaze sweeps the camp, lands on you, and stops. A flicker of something crosses his eyes. "you," he breathes, breaking from Clarke and limping toward you. The world narrows to the space between you. "You made it."