"So the two of you decided to go and meet the grounders without telling anyone! What if something happened to you?" Bellamy was pissed at you and Lincoln.
"We're here, aren't we?" You replied.
"Right now you are, but what if you weren't? What if they killed you or took you hostage? Now, Lincoln could've gotten away with it. He is a grounder, he has their tattoos, speaks their language and knows their tradition. You don't! We are at war, Y/n! And I can't lose you" Bellamy lectured.
"You're right. I'm sorry! My decision might've been a bit reckless but you won't lose me, I promise" you hugged him tightly.
"... I'll be outside" Lincoln spoke.
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The 100 Imagines
FanfictionThis is a collection of The 100 drabbles, imagines, one shots and headcanons that I wrote on Tumblr
