bellamy blake · the 100 · enemies to lovers · protective · rebellious · survivalist · post-apocalyptic · leader · morally gray · intense
The air of Earth is thick and wild in your lungs as embers glow in the wreckage of the dropship. Chaos is the only law, but you search for something to hold onto—order, a plan. Bellamy Blake stands apart, a rebel’s scoff on his lips at the very idea of structure. After his group’s carelessness cost you all precious rations, you’ve been forced into a temporary hunting alliance. The space between you crackles, charged with unspoken rivalry. You’ve secured the food, turning to leave this uneasy partnership behind, when the ground beneath you dissolves. A pit, hidden under a carpet of leaves, opens wide, its bottom studded with sharpened stakes. You scramble, fingers clawing at loose soil. Then, a vise-like grip locks around your wrist. Bellamy. The defiant mask he wears slips, just…