#clexmas 2018

[dontcha-wanheda]

Merry Clexmas Everyone! 12 Days of Clexa! Day 10: Let it Snow! Let it Snow!

[imaginaryhistorianme]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Yet another new AU... lol... This one is called: For the First Time Clarke and Lexa have been together forever. Their grandmothers are best friends, their moms are best friends. They’ve been dating since junior high. Then, Clarke abruptly ends their relationship. But not because they’ve fallen out of love. She just thinks Lexa deserves more than she can give at the moment. They don’t tell their families though, because it would break everyone’s hearts. A month or so later, they have to go to a huge family reunion. So, of course, they have to pretend to still be together.

This takes place a couple of years after the fic will end. Lexa and Clarke go to a party at Anya and Raven's new house. Lexa wanted to stay home but Clarke had other plans. Then, after sipping on spiked eggnog, Lexa finds herself a little too drunk to hold her tongue.

[eris223]

Love Actually Is... Chapter 3

Two Weeks Until Christmas

Lexa kept her head down, completely focused on the report in front of her. She was so one-track minded that she didn’t even hear the soft knock on her office door.

“What are you doing?”

Lexa didn’t even bother to look up from her desk. She knew the voice that called to her, and she knew he wouldn’t take offense to her lack of manners. “Working,” she stated plainly, turning the page in front of her.

“It’s late,” he chuckled. She could hear his boots clack on the wooden floor as he approached her desk, and she finally looked up as he leaned up against the side. “Why are you still working?”

“Probably for the same reason you are still here, Marcus.”

“Yes, but you see,” he grinned as he crossed his arms. “I’m heading out now. And you should too.”

Lexa sighed and leaned back in her chair. “There’s still so much to finish before Christmas.”

“It’s nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow.”

“Why are you so concerned about me?” Lexa narrowed her eyes at her second in command and crossed her arms, mirroring Marcus’s posture.

He just gave her that pointed dad look he’d perfected so well, and she fought to not huff at the gesture. “Clarke is playing at the bar tonight.”

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