The courage
Clarke laid on the grass as she sketched the landscape with her charcoal. It wasn't one of her best drawings, but being by the lake where Lexa and her had kissed for the first (and only, she painfully reminded herself) wasn't helping her focus at all.
It was a warm spring day, flowers bloomed, butterflies and birds flew around whilst Clarke tried to capture every single detail of the changing nature surrounding her. She kept drawing for hours, until the Sun set and there was no light at all. Then she carefully left her hand-made sketchbook on the floor and dipped her feet in the cold water.
She took her clothes off and dived into the lake. She swam for a while, she'd learnt how to as a child and usually did it when she needed to relax, which lately was quite often. She went from side to side of the lake as the Moon started glowing in the night sky. She was startled when all of a sudden she heard a loud splash next to her. Seconds later, Lexa's head emerged from the water.
"Oooooh that's cold"
Clarke rolled her eyes "What are you doing? You can't swim!"
"Yeah, well, this lake isn't really deep, so..." She shrugged and smiled "Stressful day?"
"Now it is" was the blonde's angry response
Lexa's eyes filled with sadness at the answer "Don't be like that"
Clarke sighed "Can we not talk?"
Lexa nodded as she started attempting to swim around the lake, much to Clarke's amusement. The girl was really terrible. To be honest, you couldn't call that swimming, it was more like trying not to drown, and even a puppy would've done it better.
Clarke swam as well, lost in her thoughts. The cold water relaxed her tense muscles, making her mind think more clearly as she kept going. After quite a while she stopped swimming and looked at the moon which was already on full display, illuminating the otherwise dark sky. Clarke stared in awe at such beauty, until she heard another loud splash, this time Lexa had done it on purpose to bother her.
"OH COME ON"
Lexa laughed "Water fight"
"No"
"Yeeees"
"Lexa I swear"
And then the aquatic battle began, both of them squishing and splashing each other mercilessly
"Lexa, you're such a child" the sentence was cut by Clarke's giggles which suddenly turned into a burst of laughter as Lexa tickled her sides.
When Lexa stopped though, it was as if the world around them had stopped existing. Their foreheads rested on each other's as they both felt the others' ragged breath. Clarke's hand rised to cup Lexa's cheek as the other girl leaned into the touch
"I'm sorry for being such an ass lately"
Lexa's thumb touched Clarke's belly scar softly
"I'm sorry about this"
Clarke half-smiled
"It's okay, now I have a story to..."
She was cut mid-sentence by Lexa's lips colliding into hers. And this time none of them hesitated as they passionately kissed, Lexa's hand on the small of Clarke's back as they explored each others mouth, eliciting tiny moans and whimpers every now and then with a little flick of one's tongue or a bite on the others' lip. When they finally pulled apart, gasping for breath, Clarke had to ask
"What was that?"
"Courage"