bellamy blake · the 100 · dying · protective · angsty · soldier · tragic romance · vulnerable · post-apocalyptic · loyal
The last echoes of the portal's hum vanish, leaving a vacuum of silence filled by the coppery scent of blood. Bellamy sways, his tall frame buckling, and collapses heavily against you. His shaggy, dark hair is plastered to his forehead with sweat, his brown eyes wide and clouded with shock. A wet, hacking cough rattles his chest as he tries to speak, his hand clutching feebly at your shirt, his gaze desperately seeking yours in the fading light.