♤: taking a bath together for bellarke?
Maybe it’s a remnant of his childhood, when the showerhead at his mom’s apartment barely worked, but Bellamy’s always preferred baths. He likes the calm of it, the chance to turn off his mind and sink down into the water and revel in the stillness, his limbs floating at his sides.
So of course, when he’s settling into his first bath in weeks, Clarke threatens to ruin it.
“Bellamy?” he hears her call from outside the door. Miller must have let her in; he wasn’t expecting her for their weekly pizza and Parks and Rec date for another hour.
“In here!” he says. “Just a sec.”
But before he can move, she’s pushed the door open, striding into the bathroom with entirely too much nonchalance for someone who knew it was occupied.
“Hey,” he gripes. “Don’t you knock?”
She cocks her head. “What, don’t want me to see you naked? Newsflash: that ship has sailed.”
“So what, us dating means you’re just going to walk in on me in the bathroom, now? Because if so, we probably need to have a conversation about boundaries.”
“Ew, no,” says Clarke, wrinkling her nose as she leans back against the sink. “Miller said you were taking a bath, and I had to see that for myself. I didn’t know that was a thing people still did.”
“Hey, baths are great. Don’t knock baths.”
“Aren’t you just kind of…” Clarke shrugs. “Sitting in your own filth?”
“Are you trying to ruin baths for me?” Bellamy groans, sliding a wet hand through his hair. “Is this what our relationship has come to? Walking in on each other in the bathroom and passive aggressively destroying the things the other loves?”
“Isn’t that what all relationships eventually come to?” Clarke teases. She eyes the tub. “You know, I don’t think I’ve taken a bath since I was like five. You recommend it?”
“Yes. Bath are great. I am pro-bath.”
Clarke bites her lip, thoughtful. “Hmm. Okay.”
Without any warning, she lifts the hem of her shirt over her head.
It’s not like the sight of a half-naked Clarke is new to him. But it still makes his heart swan dive down his spine.
“What?” she grins, shimmying her underwear down her legs. “I’m just taking your recommendation.”
When she’s fully naked, she steps over the edge of the tub, smile warm and dazzling, and then sinks down into the water with a deliberate, tantalizing slowness.
Unfortunately, he’d drawn the bath anticipating he’d be the only one in it, and the addition of Clarke sends an impressive spurt of water over the edge of the tub and onto the tile floor.
“Well,” Clarke remarks, glancing over the rim of the tub. “That was sexier in my head.”
“Pretty sexy in real life, too,” Bellamy offers, sliding his calf along hers.
Clarke grins. “So, this is a bath.”
Bellamy scooches closer, curves his palms along her sides.
“Normally, I’m in here alone. But I feel like we could come up with something different to do, now that there’s two of us.” He leans forward, pressing his lips to the side of her throat.
“This is all just a part of your pro-bath platform, isn’t it? I will not be converted.”
Bellamy bites down a bit and smiles when Clarke gasps at the contact.
“I think you should at least hear my arguments,” Bellamy murmurs, hands inching up her sides.
Clarke laughs, curling her hands into his hair.
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