The 100 Preferences and Imagines

8. Pregnant!~ Bellamy Blake

"Are you sure?" You choked out, looking to Clarke.

"Yes, Y/n. You'll both be okay." She relied, "Now, go tell Bellamy.

You smiled through your joyous tears. You were carrying a baby, and you couldn't be happier.

You hopped off the table and pulled your shirt down. Even though you didn't have a bump yet, you looked down to your stomach and smiled again.

You stumbled out of the dropship, and saw your unborn child's father running toward you.

"Y/n! Are you okay? Octavia told me she saw you throwing up and sent you to Clarke." He rambled quickly.

"Bell. I'm fine. But I need to talk to you." You gestured to your tent.

He hesitently walked into the makeshift house, and rubbed his hands together.

"Did I do something wrong?" He questioned.

"No! You did something amazing."

He furrowed his brows in confusion.

"I'm pregnant, Bell! We are having a baby!"

"Really?" Bell said in shock.

"Yes! I know you're busy with this grounder stuff and prepar-"

He cut you off by shoving his lips into yours.

"I love you."

He then lifted your shirt and left kisses on your belly.

"And I love you." He spoke to the baby.

You giggled and pulled him out of the tent.

You started to scream 'I'm pregnant!' to the whole camp, while Bellamy yelled

"We're going to be parents!"

wc: 216

I love this prompt and how it came out so much! <3