Request - Drabble Bellamy Blake

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"Watch out!" Bellamy yelled and before you could turn your head to see why he was yelling at you, he had jumped on top of you to pin you to the ground.

A sharp arrow was going over your head, barely missing his lovely curls, close to wounding him.

"Stay down. There might be more." Bellamy didn't move. His chest was pressing on yours and with his arms he shielded your head from whatever was happening behind his back.

For a moment the two of you were just laying there and your heart was beating in your chest.

You weren't sure why. Maybe it was because you were afraid. Or maybe it was because Bellamy was this close to you, because you could smell his sweat, because you could feel the heat of his body.

Even though there were no more arrows flying over you, you both didn't move and all of a sudden his eyes met yours.

He was staring at you, seeing something he had probably never seen before and before you realized what happened he had pressed his lips on yours.

You kissed him back. Of course you did.


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