Circumstances
Clarke woke up once the sunlight was too intense for her to keep ignoring it. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light and groaned when she noticed her left arm was trapped under something. She then realised it was under someone. Lexa and her had fallen asleep while cuddling by the lake, and as a result Clarke's arm was numb, but honestly, she couldn't care less.
Memories of the previous night filled her head: she and Lexa swimming, them kissing, then talking for hours, then more kissing...until both of them were too exhausted and fell asleep in each other's arms.
Clarke caressed Lexa's arm as she gently tried to wake the other girl up. Lexa leaned into the touch but kept sleeping anyway. A half-smile formed in Clarke's face as she started kissing Lexa's neck, first barely nipping at her skin, then more intensely as the brunette began to gain consciousness. When Lexa's eyes finally opened she smiled widely, which made Clarke's heart skip a beat as they kissed again.
"We should get home before anyone noticed we've been gone the while night" Lexa said between kisses
"Alexandria, please, for once in your life be reckless" Clarke laid on the grass as Lexa got on top of her, hands exploring each other's bodies, yet still none of them got into certain areas. Not yet.
Lexa rolled her eyes "I shouldn't have told you my full name" she pouted "now you have that power over me" she said mockingly
Clarke turned them around so she was on top of Lexa and whispered into her ear "Maybe I like power" she smiled as they resumed their kissing
They were so busy with each other none of them heard the footsteps approaching them and stopping by their side.
"Well" Indra spoke with fake indifference "I guess you'll never listen to me" then Clarke knew it was Indra who had told Lexa not to be with her. Of course. Lexa could be the best person at hiding her feelings from everyone, but it had never worked with Clarke. They just knew each other too well.
Clarke and Lexa sat up as fast as they could while trying to fix their hair and clothes to seem as decent as possible
"Indra, I..." Lexa looked almost embarassed
"If you hadn't been so busy deliberately ignoring what I've been telling you for years" anger showed in her voice "you might've noticed that" Indra pointed at the sky. A huge column of red smoke rose in the air just in the middle of Polis.
Clarke looked worriedly at Lexa as the brunette put on her best façade. The three of them knew what that meant.
"When?" Lexa inquired
"As soon as you all get there. Tomorrow or the day after."
Lexa nodded as she processed what was happening. Red smoke meant the Commander had died. A Conclave was to be held and all of the Natblidas would take place in it, but only one of them would survive. The moment Lexa had feared for so long was finally there. The day where she would either break Clarke's heart or make things between them a great deal more complicated.
She would either win and become Heda or die.