Y/n Griffin is the twin sister of Clarke Griffin and the youngest daughter of Abigail Griffin. Both were very protective of the youngest Griffin, even if Clarke and Y/n were twins. Unlike her sister, Y/n was slightly more quiet than Clarke. What hap...
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The crickets chirped in the tall grass around Camp Jaha as small campfires could be seen around for light the civilians of the Ark that were still awake. The night sky was out, the moon hiding behind the dark black clouds that blended in with the night time. By a bar-like structure where most of the food and drinks were at, tables had been set up, chatters being heard all around as the adults of the Ark took drinks of the said liquid they had gotten from the makeshift bar. At one of those tables, Clarke and Bellamy could be seen, sitting across from one another as they discussed Mount Weather.
Walking out of where the prison cells were in the Ark, the boots on Y/n's feet meet the, now, dry ground. Finn and Murphy were soon trailing behind her. The Griffin girl looks around in hopes of seeing her sister. Ever since they had reunited, Clarke hadn't spoken to her twin and she understood why. As Murphy walked off in one direction, Finn was slowly walking towards the girl he loves, seeing her glancing around the camp with a frown, her hands in her pockets.
The cuts and injuries on them had been checked on and their faces had been cleaned from all the mud and dirt on them. Finn stops beside the girl, gently reaching for one of her hands, wrapping it around her wrist as he guides her hand out of her pocket. The girl's head snaps to him, jumping a bit at the contact. The e/c eyed girl finds herself turning to him, looking at their hands as their fingers brushed against one another's before Finn touched his palm with hers, raising her hand until it met his lips.
Y/n watches as he presses a delicate kiss to her bruised knuckles, staring into her eyes. Seeing a tear fall down her cut up cheek, he uses his free hand to softly wipe it away. Wanting to give him comfort, the girl uses her free hand to move some of the hair hanging in front of his eyes away. They both knew what they were thinking. Back at the village, they were both in shock at their own actions and guilt had been coursing through them the entire time. And it still is.
Catching sight of her sister sitting with Bellamy, Y/n looks back at Finn who gives her a nod. They slowly pull away and the Collins boy watches as she walks over to the table. Y/n could see her twin sister tense when she caught sight of her. Hoping to start a conversation, the youngest Griffin twin starts with a small 'hey', which receives one back from Bellamy. The Blake boy was soon to notice the Griffin twins staring at each other, excusing himself as he stands up and walks off. Slowly, Y/n hesitantly places herself in his seat and she takes notice of the map laying on the table.
"Mount Weather?" Y/n guesses, receiving a nod. "What's the plan?"
"Still working on it." Clarke replies, almost too quickly.
Hearing footsteps coming towards them, the Griffin twins break eye contact, seeing Murphy stopping beside the blonde, soon seating himself in the free chair beside the oldest Griffin twin. A cup of alcohol was in his hand, just like almost everyone else's cups around them.
