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Just let me stay here, by your side. That would be enough.

Even the Wanheda deserves her moment of quiet.

[post s3 finale! AU]

a/n: WADDUP HAMILTON REFERENCE i wonder if anyone took bets on whether i would give in and do a hamilton inspired fic bc dude you got lucky also there is an unconscious THG reference in here, plz spot it and give a holla' 

He comes up beside her, the kids all still enjoying the sea. Miller and Bryan are holding up Raven by the water, and she seems so much better now, laughing and trying to kick her legs as far as she can.

Bellamy looks more at peace, settled in his skin in a way that reminds her of the first month on the ground. There are angles to his face that are new, and his hair looks inviting enough to touch. She doesn’t, even though she nearly reaches out.

“Hey there, sailor. Getting in a good sulk?” he says.

She laughs, “It’s about years in the making, being a teen and all that right.”

He hesitates, and then sits beside her. “Are you ok, I mean.”