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BELLAMY BLAKE APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 ♚

Day 4 : favourite comfort/soft moments

For Christmas Eve Bellamy and Clarke don't do anything that much different than usually;

they let the delinquents organize a big party that consists of just them, all of those who came down first, the kids who were still alive and who cared for each for more than just family;

Bellamy pretended to be grumpy about the whole celebration thing; he had never had any sort of thing in his life, even his birthday passed by with a loving card from his mom and a hug from Octavia and that was a lot for him, he simply wasn't used to attention;

Clarke herself acted like she wasn't involved in any way when in fact she very much was because the kids came to her with questions about everything-Jasper asked how to hang the Christmas lights, Monty wondered if it'd be okay to have moonshine, Murphy asked to bake potatoes and Raven said she'll take care of the fire but they needed her to confirm every little thing;

that's why at the beginning of the month when the first snow came in (and poor Clarke was too busy helping her mom in medical because of the breaks and the colds) she sat them all down with a piece of paper and gave out everyone's tasks for the eve;

They took them diligently but they still came to her with tiny questions that seemed endless;

Bellamy knew it was a lot for her even when she wouldn't say so and that's why he tried to help even if he still felt a little awkward being involved in the whole event because he could give out his heart for everyone but whenever they shoved presents in his hands, he was confused, stared down at them dumbfounded and just like the rest of the kids, looked at Clarke with confusion as to how to proceed;

but with the preparations he helped; he went out hunting and brought over a boar, a deer, a few rabbits and a chiken so that they had everything they needed;

then he fortified the hut they'd use for the celebration, brought woods for the fire, helped Jasper get the lights on and Miller the pine twigs and something akin to mistletoe;

he brought them pelts and blankets so they'd be warm and secretly, very very secretly, he started gathering apples and any sort of fruit late in the summer hiding them in a big wooden box mixed with leaves to keep them safe; yes, nobody knew...except his wofldog Ares who always whimpered whenever Bellamy climbed up the trees, knowing full well how easily he could fall and get something broken the way he did before like his elbow, his knee or his ribs-all injuries he had been present for too;

at night they lay in bed side by side sighing loudly-Christmas was a lot, Clarke would say and he'd hum tiredly, bringing her in close to his side;

on the day itself they were both tired, wet but grateful and even Bellamy wouldn't really be grumpy, just pretend he was so; when they all gathered together and exchanged presents, moonshine and sang songs he was happy;

so was Clarke who was smiling at him from the opposite side of the fire; they'd outdone themselves, more and more each other-mistletoes, pine branches, decorations they found in old bunkers, christmas lights, paper stars and snowflakes and this year, for the first time, a real christmas tree;

Bellamy had found it during one of his hunting missions outside camp, he felt almost bad cutting it off but brought Miller with him when he did and apologized quietly to the tree when he finally put it down;

by the time they dragged it in, he was covered in scratches, he was limping because his knee was swollen and his shoulder was just slightly dislocated; Miller was out of breath and the world spun around him because of his bad blood pressure;

He thought he'd make Clarke happy but she just stood there as the kids jumped around him and Miller, hugged him saying 'Thank you so much, Bellamy!', Jasper as always the happiest of them all (he had been asking for a tree for years now) but Clarke-

Clarke was pissed off and his face had fallen, knowing he screwed up; yet when they put it on and started decorating, she had joined them in albeit still reluctant and refusing to meet his eyes;

when the night ended and they had put everyone to sleep, Bellamy and her walked to their cabin slowly, him still limping, sighing painfully;

she had come over to wrap her arm under his elbow and help him there; He smiled at her, she mirrored him but there was something akin to sadness written all over her face;

he had been mistaken though-she was angry; it all bursted out when they made it in and she started taking care of him, his knee, his back, his elbow all the while he sat in bed and looked at her as if seeing her for the first time;

then when she was done wrapping him up, he pulled her in for a kiss and hugged her softly, pushing her to bed and holding her tight;

'I love you, princess.' he had whispered in her ear 'Thank you for being with me no matter how stubborn and stupid I am.' she had cried then and he hated that he did this to her but then she pulled away and held his face 'I don't really have another present for you. I thought the tree would make you happy but it didn't-'

she shook her head and kissed his lips softly 'oh, Bellamy...I'm not mad you got the tree. I'm mad I could've lost you because of it, you idiot. You've always been and will be my best present." Bellamy had smiled and covered them in the blanket, feeling warm and cosy and the whole night he couldn't get one image away from his head;

and it wasn't the Christmas tree with its lights and candles, paper snowflakes or colorful balls;

No, it was Clarke's face on the other side of the fire, her rosy cheeks, her messy blond hair and most of all, her kind smile;

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