I'M NOT COSTIA LEXA

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"You would need to get this" You say pulling your sleeve up and pointing out the tattoo on your forearm. You notice she is still confused so you explain it "It represents the three pillars of being the commander. Wisdom. Compassion and strength. It means that we don't live for ourselves alone, but the people who rely on us. For you that would mean me, and our people". You freeze. Did you actually just say our people? Judging from the slightly widen eyes of Clarke your guessing you did.

"Matching tattoos?" She asks, ridicule in her voice. "At least take me out for dinner first" she laughs.

"Clarke we haven't eaten breakfast yet" You say blatantly, her reference going straight over your head. To this she bursts out laughing until the point where she is bent over, her head in the covers that her laughs are being muffled by. "What is so funny" you ask, having no clue what she has suddenly found so funny.

"It's a-" The girl tries, lifting her face from the sheets for a mere moment before another wave of hysterical laughing washes over her and she dives back down into them, in an attempt to quiet the noise.

"A what Clarke?" You ask, a smile spreading across your face. Oh no you think, of course her laughter is contagious.

"It's a jo-aha" She attempts again before the laughter interrupts her halfway through her sentence. This time as she goes to bury her face back in the covers she hits her head on your leg which does nothing but make the both of you laugh even more. "It's not even" she starts, tears of laughter now literally streaming down her face "That funny". You take her shoulders in your hands and pull her away from the covers, not able to keep a straight face.

"What is so funny?" You ask, between stifled laughs.

"It was a joke" She bursts out, her hysterical laughing now downgraded to giggles. "It's something people use to say back before the wars started, like you want to kiss me? first take me on a date" She explains and finally you understand.

"You were laughing at me??" you ask, fake disbelief lacing your words. Only just now being able to stop the waves of laughs.

"To be fair I'm pretty sure you've been laughing at me too. But come on i am literally starving. Is that all i need to do?" She asks and you have to watch her skeptically for a moment before you take her serious. She is actually willing to get a tattoo so she can stay?

"In theory yes, but if we can't get Titus to trust you then it wont work" You say, an air of seriousness taking control of the room.

"Isn't there something we can do to go around him?"

"Well there is one other way" you say laughing "It's easier but requires a bit more, uh, commitment".


"Well what is it??" Clarke asks seriously, as if she can't believe you haven't brought up the easier way.


"It's silly" You say brushing the idea off, if she heard it she would probably take it as a joke.


"Come on tell me" She pleads "I love taking the easy way out, wait, it doesn't involve killing someone does it?".


" You really wanna know?" You ask, quite content with the fact that she doesn't.


"Would we be having this conversation if i didn't?" She asks in a know-it-all tone.


"Fine. The other way would be to marry the commander, so, me " You say sheepishly.

"Oh" She says simply. "Without a first date i do not think so" She jokes, and you both laugh to avoid the awkwardness that would have otherwise come to fruition.

"So now that you know what your options are" You say with a smirk, raising your eyebrow "Would you like to meet everyone downstairs for breakfast? That is, if you are intact starving".

"Ugh Yes" Clarke groans, rolling away from you to jump off the bed, looking ready to run out of the room in search of food.

"Clarke" You call, just before she reaches the door.

"Yes" She wines, as if asking why are you doing this to me?

"Titus cant know about what they did to me at the Skaikru camp. No one can know. They will have their heads, and yours" You warn, hoping she understands. Her eyes turn to a much sadder pair than the ones which you were with just moments before but she nods in understanding, making her way back over to you at the bed.

" Lexa, You know it doesn't make you weak that you couldn't fight all of them" She says, Laying a hand on each of your shoulders.

"I didn't try to fight them off Clarke" You say softly, making sure anyone lurking around the halls wouldn't be able to hear you. "Once they told me that you were missing i didn't fight back. I took everything they did to me and i told myself that i deserved it, because it was my fault that you were missing".

Lowering herself onto her knees so that she is looking up into your eyes she says "You were in that camp for three weeks, how did you survive without fighting back?".

"I wouldn't let myself give up until they found you".

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 11, 2016 ⏰

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