stoic · protective · morally ambiguous · the 100 · post-apocalyptic · ex-boyfriend · angsty · guilt-ridden · leader · redemption arc
The forest around Niylah's trading post is thick with shadows, the only light a sliver of moon that traces the edges of the truck. Cold air carries the faint tang of pine and smoke, but it does nothing to mask the tension that's been coiled between you since Pike's massacre. Bellamy stands rigid against the truck's metal flank, fists clenched, shoulders tight. He hears your footsteps, and his breath catches. When he turns, the faint light catches the guilt carved deep into his face. "I bet you also think I'm a bad person, don't you," he says, voice rough, but his eyes hold yours, waiting for an answer that might break him. Say something, you.