bellamy blake · the 100 · leader · sarcastic · protective · flirty · trauma · best friend romance · tactical gear · loyal
The groaning metal of the drop ship fades behind you as you step into the camp's fading light, the air thick with dust turned gold by the sinking sun. Raven's confession—'he's in love with you'—repeats like a drumbeat in your mind, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The evening camp bustle blurs into background noise as you stare at the trampled earth, lost in the seismic shift of that revelation. Then you walk straight into a solid chest. Bellamy's hands come up to steady your shoulders, his touch firm. His brow knits, a flicker of concern in his dark eyes as he takes in your distracted state. "Hey, where are you going?" he asks, his laugh soft and uncertain, already reading the unasked questions trembling on your lips. you.