Chapter 29
*Lexas POv*
A week, a full week had gone by. She opened her eyes taking in the blue walls around herself feeling an arm tighten around her waist. She reached down grabbing the hand that held her close intertwining their fingers before bringing the hand to her lips and pressing a kiss to it.
“Sleep.”
“No.”
She chuckled at the whining oh her name.
“Lexaaaaa.”
“Don’t you want to go pick your dad up, he can finally come home to his own bed.”
Clarke pulled her hand away and separated their bodies before tapping her on the shoulder. She rolled over so that they were now facing each other. Clarke trying to rub the sleep from her eyes, crazy blonde hair sticking up in different directions. She couldn’t help the smile from coming to her face. How could someone be such a beautiful mess?
“Morning.”
“Good morning Clarke.” She reached out and tucked some strands of hair behind her ear. Clarke reached to touch her own hair and grimaced making her laugh lightly more like releasing a breath of air.
“I’m a mess like this every morning. How have I not scared you?”
“You are beautiful.”
“Are you flirting with me Ms. Woods?”
She sat up and twisted her hair into a bun on top of her head. Looking back at Clarke.
“Maybe.”
She tried not to smile at the blush that covered Clarkes cheeks as she looked anywhere but at her.
“Mind if I shower first?”
Clarke simply shook her head.
She stood up and began going through her bag feeling Clarkes eyes on her the entire time, yet the moment she turned to look at her Clarke shot her head to the side as if she were simply staring out of the window the entire time. She rolled her eyes at that and walked out of the room closing the door behind herself.
**Clarkes POV**
Lexa was flirting with her. That hand kiss wasn’t just a friend thing, and sure they cuddled but they pretty much had always cuddled, was it different now? Did Lexa think of it differently now? She said she was trying right?
She sighed loudly and stared out of the window. She felt sleep trying to pull her back in but Lexa was right. Today her dad was coming home, everything had gone well and it seemed as if he was going to make almost a full recovery. She couldn’t have hoped for such a thing two weeks ago.
It scared her, when was the other shoe going to drop? Because in this moment everything just seemed to be a little too perfect. For months she had thought she was losing two people who meant the world to her and today, she was welcoming one home while the other would be there right next to her.
This time with Lexa, things had begun to feel like they were going back to normal, a new normal, a better one. Now she didn’t have to have Luna in the back of her mind with every move that she made. She had begun to stop questioning every smile or touch she initiated, she was no longer afraid that Lexa would suddenly recoil in disgust. Because Lexa was trying to move forward, she just needed time, she didn’t want to push her, she couldn’t imagine what it felt like to lose someone who you thought was the love of your life and give someone else the chance to fill that void.
She shook her head, no she didn’t want replace Costia, she just hoped Lexa had enough room for both of them because from the moment the green eyed beauty walked into her life, being without her had seemed like an impossibility, she knew if she had to be without her she could do it, she also knew she would be so much happier with her, their messed up past and everything. Alexandria Woods was the love of her life, of that one thing she was sure.
She didn’t remember falling asleep but one moment she was looking out the window and the next Lexa was tracing her jaw line with a finger. She opened her eyes and Lexa began to pull her arm back when she grabbed her hand and without thinking she brought the finger that had been tracing her face to her mouth and kissed her fingertip never losing eye contact with her.
She let go of Lexas hand noting the gulp of air that Lexa took in before standing back up.
“Shower is free.”
She nodded her head and stood up, grabbing her own clothes and headed to the shower.
The drive to the hospital was filled with music from the radio, Lexa would randomly mumble along, almost as if she wanted to sing but didn’t dare, it was cute.
Her mother had refused to go home for more than a few hours at a time yet ofcourse both her parents said she should go home and get rest. They were so annoying, but at least they were her annoying parents.
When they got out of the car and began walking next to each other Lexa reached out and grabbed her hand taking her by surprise. She turned to see Lexas face but Lexa was simply focused on where she was going as if she they weren’t holding hands. She thought about it and rolled her eyes at herself, her heart was erratic in this moment because Lexa was holding her hand. Was she twelve years old?
“Hey Princess.”
She smiled and Lexa let her hand go so that she could go to her father who was sitting up in bed in his regular clothing, looking so much better.
She climbed on the bed ignoring her mothers protests and cuddled into her dad.
“Lexa, come in get out of the doorway.”
She watched as Lexa smiled shyly.
“How are you feeling Mr… Jake?”
Her dad laughed and shook his head.
“Sorry.”
“You know I feel like you usually aren’t so shy as you are around Abby and I.”
She rolled her eyes, “Dad, leave her alone.”
“You know I have to give her the parent talk Clarke. I mean she can’t just date you and not get the talk.”
She shot up so fast she didn’t miss the wince her dad made and the glare from her mother. “Oh my god dad, we don’t, we aren’t, I mean?” She looked over to Lexa for help whose eyes had widened and was looking back and forth between her and her father.
In the next moment Lexa seemed totally calm as if she had flipped a switch. The change was so abrupt she felt as if she had imagined Lexas face of panic from a moment ago. She stepped into the room and walked towards Clarke taking her hand once more. Giving her a small smile.
“We can’t deny your father the talk Clarke.”
She knew she looked confused because that’s exactly how she felt.
“Lex, can we talk for a minute? Alone.”
Instead of saying anything Lexa turned around and walked out of the room and began walking down the hallway.
“Did I say something I shouldn’t have?”
She turned and smiled at her dad pressing a kiss to his cheek, “No its fine.”
**Lexas POV**
She walked out of the room and took a deep breathe in. Was that the wrong thing to do? She had just told Clarke not long ago that she wasn’t sure when she would be ready to really be with her. But being with Clarke made her want to jump head first and deal with the consequences later. Its not like she was seeing anyone else and neither was Clarke. The time she spent with her was always amazing and the thought of going home and not having her around as much saddened her. Would she ever be fully ready, was she ever going to be a hundred percent sure that she could move on from Costia? How long could she ask Clarke to wait when she didn’t want to wait herself?
She turned when she felt a hand hold onto her shoulder, to see Clarke looking at her with questions clearly on her face.
“When we get back home do you want to try this? Us?”
Clarke tilted her head to the side, “I thought you wanted to wait?”
“I’ve been waiting from the moment we met.”
Listening to her own words she resisted flinching, because that wasn’t okay but it was the truth. She felt something for Clarke from the moment they met, even though she had been with Luna they had just clicked, they fit in a way she had never felt, something she couldn’t deny even if it felt like she was downplaying what she and Costia had shared. Costia was gone and Clarke Griffin was standing in front of her willing to love her, to be hers, to have her. Why should she fight that anymore when she wanted to do and be the same for her?
“Lexa I can wait, I don’t want you to feel rushed, if we are doing this I want it to be done the right way for the right reasons.”
Her words felt like a rejection.
“That’s a no?”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
She lifted her arms and pulled Clarke in for a hug burying her face into her neck, she wanted to kiss her right now but hopefully she would be patient enough to make it to the end of their first date, she had waited this long already.
When they separated Clarke smiled at her brightly, “I guess I should let my dad go on with grilling you then.”
She smiled brightly, “I would like that very much.”