Imagines [Book Two]

The 100 [Bellamy X Reader]

Imagine you and Bellamy taking cover from a toxic storm in a cabin where you end up really getting to know one another.

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Tensions had been high the moment the delinquents figured out those in charge on the Ark sent them down to a possibly toxic Earth to see if it was livable, and it only got worse when the door of their drop ship opened up to clean air. Learning that Earth could be livable left the delinquents in a mad rush to rid themselves of the bracelets around their wrists that were sending information back up to the Ark with everyone's vitals. The sooner they got them off, the sooner the Ark residents would realize that the Earth had killed the children and it would be no use to go down to Earth themselves.

While almost half of the camp happily went through the torture of having their bracelets removed, everyone else was left looking over their shoulders and following the orders of Clarke Griffin. Bellamy Blake, an individual who had somehow managed to pose as a guard and snuck his way onto the drop ship to be with his younger sister, opposed everything Clarke and her little merry band of delinquents stood for. While she wanted to bring the Ark down, Bellamy wanted the opposite because he knew the moment the other adults came down then the delinquents- himself included- would all be locked up.

You, however, were on the fence. On one hand you wanted nothing to do with the adults who locked you up, but on the other.. you knew that adults were needed to give some order to the chaos now going on around you.

"Y/N?" Hearing your name, you glance up at the wary face of Clarke and her friend Wells. "It is Y/N. Right?"

"Yeah." Standing up from the log you had been sitting on, you wipe your palms off on your pants. "What can I do for you?"

"We, uh, we need some help identifying any edible vegetation around here and I remember you as being one of the smartest in Earth Skills before we all got our own personal lock-up cells."

"I did okay in class," you shrug. "Definitely not the smartest. Are you sure you want to chance me deciding what's edible and what's not?"

Clarke's shoulders slump and she grins. "Yes. Bellamy and Murphy are bribing everyone else with meat from that large cat we killed earlier. If they want to eat, they need to lose their bracelet. They're getting more and more people on their side, and we noticed you still have yours on so.."

"Yeah, well, I can't do anything about it today. It's going to be dark soon and I rather go looking at first light."

Wells jumps in before Clarke can say anything else. "Okay. Thank you! We really appreciate it."

Before you can go claim your small portion of the drop ship where you'll sleep for the night, your gaze darts back to the crackling fire where the skinned and gutted body of a large cat is roasting. Bellamy is leaning against a tree, arms crossed over his chest. Your gaze meets his, but before any gestures or summons can be made you turn your back on him and disappear into the drop ship.