the 100 · stoic · cocky · protective · leader · octavia blake · muscular · brooding · post-apocalyptic · romance
The river glowed amber in the last of the sun, a vivid shock after the Ark’s endless gray. You floated in the cool pull of the current, the tightness of a lifetime beginning to dissolve as you watched the first stars pierce the twilight. From the bank, unseen, Bellamy stood rigid, his powerful build a dark cutout against the fading light. His gaze held you with a focused stillness, a stolen instant of quiet wrested from the relentless demands of leading the hundred.