Could you write Echo and Raven drunk on the ring talking about boys? Congrats on 1k! So exciting!
Thank you so much! I love this prompt and definitely went a little overboard because Raven and Echo are my girls!! <3
Safe in love
“So tell me,” Raven begins, passing the bottle of moonshine back to Echo. It’s late, the others are all in bed, so they have the room they’ve dubbed the living room to themselves. Echo’s not really sure why they call it the living room. They live in all the rooms. “What’s going on with you and Bellamy?”
“What?” Echo asks, both taken aback by the question and stalling for time because there is something. “Nothing?”
“Bullshit,” Raven rolls her eyes. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed you two disappearing off to quiet corners for the last month.”
“We’re reading those stupid books he likes,” Echo shrugs, aiming for nonchalance but knowing she’s too drunk to really achieve it. Even just thinking about reading with Bellamy gives her butterflies. He helps her on the words she doesn’t understand, so they’re always sitting really close together and if she moves, she’ll almost always brush against him. “I just need his help with some of the words.”
“Right,” Raven smirks, “that’s why you need to sneak off.”
“It is,” Echo insists, giggling this time and passing Raven the bottle back.
“You can tell me the truth you know,” Raven tells her, setting the bottle aside and reaching for her hands. “We’re friends. I won’t tell him.”
Echo pauses, not saying anything for a second because Raven is right. They are friends. And while Echo has never had a friend to confide in, she’s always wished she had. And right now with the alcohol loosening her tongue, talking to Raven seems like the right idea. Even if it makes her nervous.
“I like him, okay?” Echo sighs, “Like, I really like him. But I’ve never really had time to feel this way about anyone, so I’m confused.”
“What’s confusing?” Raven asks gently, leaning on Echo in the casual affection that she’s still not used to.
“I ‘liked’ Roan out of loyalty to Azgeda,” she says, making quotation marks around the word, because it feels weird to say, “and a morbid curiosity in the prince and we were friends. But anything we ever had was just because we were both there. It was never anything like this. And there were others, but no one has made me feel the way Bellamy does.”
“And how does he make you feel?”
“Safe,” Echo confesses. Being in space is scary, she’s away from everything she’s ever known and it’s been three years but it still scares her. Bellamy’s presence is comforting and it makes her forget everything else. “Like he cares about me too, it’s not one-sided. Even if he doesn’t love me the way I love him.”
“You love him,” Raven says. It’s a statement and it makes her realise she slipped up. She didn’t mean to say love. But it’s the truth.
“I do,” she mumbles, reaching for the bottle just for something to do with her hands. She trusts Raven, loves her too, but talking like this is still making her feel vulnerable.
“For the record, I think he likes you too.” Raven says softly. “Maybe even loves you.”
Echo lets the words wash over her like hope. No one knows Bellamy better than Raven does and she’s not one to give out false hope. Maybe there is a chance that he feels for her the same way she feels for him.
Maybe she should take the chance.
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