Bellarke Hug 5x04 FanFic
Description: Starting from the end of 5x03 when Charmaine says to Bellamy, “283 people for 1. She must be important to you.” Bellamy responding, “She is.” There is said to be a Bellarke hug in 5.04 this is what I’d like to happen. I was inspired by some of @cityofthefeels tweets. I highly recommend their reactions on YouTube (drowninginfandomfeels)! If you’re a Bellarke shipper you’ll like this. Reading this is a perfect way to get ready for the episode tomorrow! Hope you enjoy :)
Clarke is looking at Bellamy with such awe that he is actually here, standing in front of her and of course saving her life for the hundredth time. Back on the ground where he belongs. She can’t take her eyes off of him, afraid that she has hallucinated him from the pain radiating around her neck. She can barely lift her head to get a better look at him, but that deep strong voice is unmistakable. A sudden rush of heat flows to her chest when she hears him say how important she is to him. The feelings she is getting right now isn’t surprising to her at all. 6 years apart from this man has made her realize without a doubt that she loves him. She starts to push herself up to stand, but is pushed back down by McCreary giving her a threatening look as if he is going to shock the collar clasped around her neck again. Charmaine simply puts a hand up telling him to stop and he reluctantly puts the trigger away with a look of annoyance on his face, but can’t help himself to give her a kick in the side forcing her to sit upward with a yelp of pain.
Bellamy starts to make his way over to Clarke, but is stopped by Charmaine’s hand pressed to his chest. He looks down at it and pushes it off gently. He looks at her with anger starting to spread across his face and says firmly, “If you don’t mind I haven’t seen her in 6 years.” Charmaine doesn’t move her position as she studies his face unsure if she can trust him. She isn’t exactly sure what to do yet with this new information. She says to him, “I think you can wait a bit longer than. If we are going to make a deal I first need to know if you came armed or not.” She motions to one of her men by jerking her head to towards Bellamy. The prisoner obeyed and came over to start patting Bellamy down. To his surprise he found nothing. He looked at Charmaine and gave a nod. She told McCreary and him, “Take these two in there.” Pointing to the building where they were just interrogating Clarke. She added, “Tie them up and don’t let them talk to each other until I figure out what to do. If they disobey keep the collar on her and give her a lethal shock.” Clarke’s eyes widen and Bellamy looks like he’s trying very hard to keep his mouth shut.
The two prisoners tie them up in Chairs facing each other almost to taunt them into talking to each other just so McCreary can pull that trigger. Bellamy is too clever though. McCreary tells the other one, “I’ve got it from here.” The other prisoner leaves out the door to join the others. Bellamy looks to McCreary now and says, “She has you on a short leash, doesn’t she?” He turns to Bellamy holding up the trigger to Clarke’s collar and said, “What did you say to me?” Bellamy chuckles for only a second and said, “That’s why you told him to leave, right?” He walks slowly over to Bellamy with a mixed look of confusion and anger. Bellamy unintimidated continues, “You don’t want her to find out if you do something to us you weren’t told to, do you?” He pauses for a second then continues, “Just admit it, you’re her little bitch with a gun, aren’t you?” Now he is right in front of Bellamy looking down at him, nostrils flaring in anger and punches him straight across the mouth. Causing Clarke’s stomach to drop as she subtly tries to get herself free. Bellamy licks his lips and tastes the blood now covering some of his teeth. He forces a laugh and turns back to McCreary whose face is directly in front of his now, but Bellamy doesn’t back down he keeps the crazed smile on his face. McCreary starts to say as he holds up the trigger, “One more word out of you and she’s de-” Bellamy has had enough. He headbutts McCreary right in the dome causing him to stagger back a couple feet in pain. Before he can react Bellamy stands up extending the chair back behind him and swings himself around striking McCreary in his temple. He falls back into Clarke who is now free of her bindings and uses them to strangle him. She stops as soon as he passes out thinking it’s best not to kill him, yet. Now it is just the two of them breathing heavily in a room together. Finally alone after 6 years.
Song suggestion: In My Veins - feat. Erin Mccarley by Andrew Belle
Bellamy pulls apart his hands breaking the rope to get free. As the rope snaps he gives a soft grunt from the force. His hands are finally free. He bends down quickly to find a key in McCreary’s pocket. He walks over to Clarke and unlocks the collar from her neck. She chucks it on the floor with one hand as the other rubs her neck. That is soon met by Bellamy’s hand gently placing his on her cheek surveying her neck for any lasting injuries while his thumb strokes her jawline. She looks at him and says, “Thanks.” He ignores her and says with such intensity, “I thought you were dead.” He looks ashamed of himself refusing to meet her eyes. He continues, “I should have never left you.” As his hand drops down at his side not finding any serious damages. She grabs his face with both hands forcing him to look at her and says, “Stop, I’m alive. You can’t get rid of me that easy.” She smiles at him, but it quickly fades. He isn’t convinced as he looks back down at his feet and replies, “I should have found a way back down sooner.” She shakes her head, “No, you used your head instead of your heart just like I told you to. We survived.” He said back with his deep voice finally looking at her, “I had no choice, I left my heart here.” Clarke’s heart melted at his words feeling a fire burning in her chest. Tears start to form in his eyes as he adds choking on the words, “I can’t.. lose you.. again.” She looks at him realizing what the pain of losing her has done to him. She grabs onto his cheek her fingers slightly pulling his now longer hair and says as she pulls his forehead to hers locking their eyes, “You won’t.” She wraps both arms around his neck as he collapses into her arms holding her tight around the waist. His lips are pressed to the spot between her neck and shoulder. He breathes her in and she does the same. They steady each other as a single tear of his finds a place on her warm skin causing a wave of sensation through her body. In response she uses one of her hands to tangle it in his curly black hair. Slowly massaging his head trying to comfort him. He gives an involuntary mmm that sends shivers down her spine. Both of them now feeling a warmness radiating throughout their bodies from their chests. They break to look each other in the eyes as a gravitational pull starts to pull their lips towards each other, but are suddenly interrupted by Charmaine swinging the door open.
She looks down at McCreary then to Bellamy and Clarke still wrapped up in each other. Before she can say anything Bellamy reassures her, “Don’t worry he’s alive, just knocked out.” She shakes her head in disappointment, “Can’t trust McCreary to do anything right.” She looks at Bellamy and says, “You come with me. We’ve come to a decision.” She grabs a prisoner behind her by the scruff of his neck and throws him in the room and gives him an order, “You wake McCreary up and tell him to get her tied up again.” Bellamy looks to Clarke again and says, “If I never see you again-” She stops him and says, “You will, but a little luck never hurts.” She pulls him towards her with her hand that is still tangled in his hair. Their hot lips press together gently at first, but then turn hungry. He moves his head to the other side of her nose to get a better angle. Their lips move against each other effortlessly with the occasional wrestle of each other’s tongues. He lifts her up with his strong arms to pull her closer. She in response wraps her legs around his waist aching for the space between them to disappear. His hands are holding her up by her thighs since he only needs one he moves one to support her behind and the other slips it’s way up her back to grab onto her neck pulling on her cute short hair. Charmaine impatient says, “Alright, that’s enough.” Bellamy reluctantly pulls himself away from her and sets her back down as she slides down his front without losing eye contact and says breathlessly to her, “I like the hair by the way.” He smiles at her and backs out of the room still looking at her. He says before he walks out the door, “I’ll come back for you.” She replies with such confidence after him, “You always do.” She looks out the door after him. McCreary is awake now and swearing under his breath. He moves her numb body into a chair, tying her hands behind her back. She doesn’t refuse, just looks at the door still tingling and confident in Bellamy’s abilities to get them out of this.