Imagine Your OTP's

The beat of the music flows freely through the club as the group piles into the lounge with their dates on their arms; the group glances around with expressions of wonder and contentment as they bounce their heads in time with the song playing. After a long few weeks away from each other, they had all managed to swing a Saturday night off and had decided to check out the new club that had opened a month ago.

"Holy crap." Clarke scoffs as she squeezes Lexa's arm while a smile slides across her face as she sees the awe that's clear on her girlfriend's face. "This place is freaking awesome, why did we wait so long to come again?"

"It's called the adult world." Harper drawls as she drapes a protective arm around Monroe's shoulders as they dodge a group of people swinging glo sticks. "This place is insane. I think I just saw a giant inflatable duck."

"Shit, this place is crazy." Raven smirks as she reaches back towards Octavia who instantly latches onto her as she scurries forward to stand beside the woman. "I bet the drinks are amazing."

"We should probably look for a booth." Clarke calls over the bass as Lexa presses against her back while her hands curl around her hips. "I think I saw one by the corner, one of us should go ahead and get it."

"Rae and I got it!" Octavia yells.

Octavia barely spares her friends another glance as she tugs Raven along and the older woman stumbles over her heels slightly as she struggles to keep up with her girlfriend. They dodge a half-naked man with a tray full of shots and Raven ducks under the duck that is being thrown around the club before they finally manage to squeeze their way into an open space as they walk towards the booth.

"You're really excited, aren't you?" Raven laughs as she pulls at Octavia's hand till the woman pauses and glances over her shoulder with a dimpled smile. "You need to be like careful, you're clumsy as hell in heels."

"I'm fine." Octavia assures her as she flutters her lashes when she feels lips settle against her braided locks before she looks back towards the booth. "Where is that booth that Clarke apparently saw?"

"She said it's in the corner. I tried to tell you that we needed to like leave earlier, but you were taking forever with your hair." Raven teases as she pushes Octavia forward while her hand curls in the material of her midnight blue dress.

"And every second was worth it, I look fuckin' hot." Octavia sneers and Raven simply nods in agreement as they hurry to stumble towards the booth. "Come on, let's go grab the booth before someone else does."

They manage to dive into the booth just as another group approaches and Octavia chuckles in amusement as Raven flips the scowling group off and playfully spits her tongue at them. For a moment, she takes the time to admire her girlfriend of two years; if someone had told her three years ago that she was going to meet and fall in love with this insane woman, she would've laughed in their face.

But here she was, completely smitten by the woman who had swept her easily off her feet with that devilish smile and intoxicating kisses; Octavia knows she isn't the most romantic person on the planet, but she swears she'd do anything she could to insure Raven knew how much she loved her. With a sigh, Octavia leans over and drops a quick kiss to Raven's bare shoulder and is met with her favorite grin.

"Hey, beautiful. " Raven purrs as she nudges her nose against Octavia's temple. "What's up?"

"What? Oh, nothing. I was just like lost in thought." Octavia shrugs before she turns her head to press her lips against the older woman's. "Where are the rest of the girls? I'm ready to do a line of shots."

"I saw Monroe and Harper are at the bar," Raven whispers against Octavia's lips as she pulls away and rests their foreheads together. "And knowing Harper, she's probably trying to buy out the whole bar."

"It's like kinda impressive how many tequila shots that girl can handle." Octavia giggles before she glances up to watch as Harper knocks back a shot before she throws her arms up in victory. "And that's shot number one for the night."

"Actually, number two," Raven corrects with a chuckle. "She grabbed one on the way in."

"How the fuck did I miss that?" Octavia demands.

"She's sneaky, babe. I don't even think Monroe noticed and she was holding her hand." Raven shrugs before a beam lights up her face as their friends move eagerly towards the booth. "And now the party can begin!"

"Yeah, for everyone but Clarke. Someone has brunch with her mother in the morning." Lexa smirks as she presses a black straw in between her lips and winks at her frowning girlfriend. "Sorry about it, babe."

"I don't know why you're laughing," Clarke snorts. "You're going too."

Bellamy barks out a laugh at Lexa's expression of disbelief before he slides two shots towards Octavia and Raven, "I so do not miss brunch with Abby. Once Clarke and I broke up, I was so pumped that they were through."

Gina rolls her eyes at her boyfriend, "Nice, Bell."

"I'm just saying." Bellamy shrugs. "They sucked."

"Whatever. You all suck. And you guys have fun getting drunk off your asses," Clarke sighs as she folds her arms over her chest. "You're all going to wake up feeling horrible, and I'm going to be perfectly fine."

"Eh." Raven shrugs as she looks towards Octavia. "I have her to take care of me."

"We'll see." Octavia shrugs even as she leans over to press a lime in between Raven's lips before she knocks back her shot and darts forward to steal the lime back. "Mm, you make shots so much better."

"Ew." Harper mumbles. "Not at the table."

Raven playfully narrows her eyes at her friend as she throws a lime at her before she reaches out to cup her girlfriend's face, she waits for eyes to dart towards her before she leans forward to catch full lips with her own. All at once, she feels Octavia melt against her mouth and she moans softly against her lips as her tongue darts out to trace the seam of her lips while their friends shout their complaints.

"Stop!" Bellamy pleads as he buries his face in Gina's curls. "My eyes!"

After a moment, Raven pulls away with a look of smug amusement and flashes a wink at Octavia who blinks for a moment before she looks at her friends with wide, confused eyes. The group finishes off their tray of shots and different drinks within a few minutes and the women were buzzing to get on the dance floor; the laughter flows easily from them as they lean against each other and pass occasional glances to the dance floor.

"Well, look what we have here," A dark-haired man chirps as he appears before them and flashes a smile that displays his deep dimples. "I couldn't help but notice you beautiful ladies, I was wondering if I could interest any of you in a dance."

"Uh, no thanks." Lexa scowls as she drapes a protective arm around Clarke's shoulders.

"Oh come on," The man whines as he leans his hands on the table and the couples watch with looks of mild annoyance as they roll their eyes. "It's just one dance, it'll be fun. Plus, one of you lucky ladies will get to go home with me."

"I think I just threw up in my mouth." Monroe grumbles into Harper's ear.

Harper smothers a laugh as she drops her head slightly, "Tell him to leave. Lexa looks like she's going to rip his balls off and Bellamy is five seconds away from reaching for the tray and shoving it up his ass."

"Dude, nobody wants to dance with you." Bellamy snaps.

"Bellamy," Lexa scolds as she shoots a glare towards her friend before she looks back at the man with a forced smile on her face. "We're sorry, but none of us are interested in dancing with you tonight."

"Fine, fine." The man pouts. "The name is Michael, if you change your mind."

The man finally slinks away after a beat and the group in the booth release breathes of relief before they fall into laughter of amusement. Raven shakes her head as she watches Harper and Bellamy playfully act out the encounter with deep voices before she looks towards Octavia who glares over her shoulder; Raven arches an eyebrow as she sees the annoyance that is clear in green orbs.

"Babe?"

"He won't stop staring over here. It's freaking me out." Octavia admits as she finally relaxes her jaw and turns her attention to Raven. "I just...I hate entitled people, y'know? I wanna kick him in the balls."

"Aw, babe," Raven coos as she curls her arms around her shorter girlfriend and presses quick kisses to her forehead until she feels the woman relax against her. "Just forget about him, don't feed into his stupid ego."

"You're right." Octavia sighs as the tension bleeds from her body.

"Holy shit, I can't believe those words left your mouth." Raven teases and she smiles in relief at the way Octavia giggles and ducks her head. "How about we go dance? Forget about that guy?"

Octavia doesn't bother to answer before Clarke is ordering everyone out of the booth and the group happily pours from their seats and hurry to spread along the dance floor. Bellamy and Gina twist themselves together and push themselves away from the other women while Lexa watches Clarke with wide eyes as the woman twists her hips and grinds herself between Harper and Monroe.

Raven grins at her friends before she turns her attention to her girlfriend who watches her with a smirk; the shorter woman moves her hips in a slow circle and Raven swallows hard as she stares at Octavia. She watches her girlfriend put on a private show for her and she can barely keep up with the beat of the music as she finally gives in and glides to press herself against Octavia's back.

"You're so sexy, babe," Raven hisses while Octavia simply grins as she sways her body and rolls her hips along her girlfriend's front. "If you don't stop, we might be checking off club sex on our sex list."

"Sounds good to me." Octavia pants.

Raven growls before she spins Octavia to face her and her hand curls around the back of her girlfriend's neck before she slams their lips together. Octavia moans as she reaches out to fist the material of Raven's black dress before she glides her tongue over Raven's lower lip before her girlfriend's tongue meets her own; in the center of the dance floor, the couple loses themselves in each other like so many times before.

"Are you two kidding me?" Clarke exclaims.

Reluctantly, Octavia draws herself away from her girlfriend before she turns her head to see Clarke moving towards them with an arched eyebrow before she pauses a few feet away and offers her hand to Octavia. Behind her, their friends dance together in a large circle and Raven rolls her eyes as she realizes how much their little group basically looks like a freaking orgy on crack.

"Get beautiful ass over here and grind for me!" Clarke orders and Octavia licks her lips and gives a laugh before she looks over her shoulder at Raven. "Come on, O. Come dance with us!"

"Babe?" Octavia frowns.

"Go dance with them, baby. I'll go put on a show for the rest of these people, maybe score us some free drinks. It'll be fun." Raven teases before she catches Octavia's playful glare as she pinches her side.

"Save the show for me." Octavia whispers as she bites her lower lip.

Raven swallows hard and gives a small nod before Octavia pushes away from her and allows Clarke to swing her towards their friends and the group laugh happily as their favorite song pumps through the speakers. Raven watches with a smile of adoration as they busy themselves with a little dance off before the older woman loses herself in the beat of the song as her hips sway and her eyes close.

The song slowly bleeds into another and another and Raven can hear the familiar laugh of her girlfriend a few feet away yet Raven continues to dance with herself, sweat grows on her body as people push closer to her. Raven scowls as she feels an arm wind around her waist and she gasps softly as she feels her body stumble back and she can tell from the height that the person is not her girlfriend.

"Well, hello there," A voice whispers. "Nice to meet you."

Raven quickly spins around in the tight grasp and pushes hard against Michael's chest, the man barely stumbles back before he bounces forward once again to curl his arms around her trim waist. A panic swells low in Raven's stomach and she hates it, she hates the feeling of being vulnerable. Once again, she struggles in his arms but the man just bounces along the beat and laughs as he ignores her.

"Get off me, you douche," Raven orders through clenched teeth as she uses both her hands to shove harshly against his chest while her eyes slowly narrow. "Let me go or I swear to you I will fuck you up."

Micheal finally releases her as he throws his hands up and rolls his eyes, "I didn't think you were going to get all pissy, it's just a dance. Come on, what's one dance going to do? It's not a fuckin' marriage proposal."

"Don't ever fucking touch me again. Did you not hear what we said to you earlier? We don't want anything to do with you." Raven hisses as she glares at the man. "Stay the hell away from me, alright?"

Raven settles slightly as she feels a hand glide across her lower back before she glances over her shoulder to see Octavia. Her heart patters in relief as she sinks into the hand that twists around the back of her dress; she can see the confusion that appears on Octavia's face as she looks between them and tries to figure out what was happening. For a moment, Octavia is silent before her thumb brushes over Raven's back.

"What's wrong?"

Raven swallow hard as she glances to look into Octavia's puzzled orbs, "I was dancing and he walked up behind me and manhandled me, he basically tried to force me to dance with him. He seems to think no isn't an answer."

Octavia clenches her jaw slowly, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I pushed him off." Raven mumbles.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Octavia demands as she glares at the man who looks at her with forced innocence before he holds his hands up. "Why don't you get that no means no? Leave us alone."

"Hey, I just thought she might be interested in a dance or two. I didn't realize that she was a fucking dyke." Micheal frowns as he looks between them. "I don't quite get it though, you two are way too hot to be fucking each other without me involved."

"Shut the fuck up." Raven and Octavia snap together.

Octavia can feel the anger that swells low in her stomach and her blood boils as she tries to calm her racing heart. She knew she was tiny, everyone always makes it a point to remind her, but she knew that her size didn't matter when it came to protecting her girlfriend. Her lower lip stings as she draws it into her mouth and clamps her teeth into the pink skin while her hand settles lower on Raven's back.

"Come on, babe," Octavia sighs. "Let's go."

"Fucking dykes." Micheal snarls. "You have no right to be here."

"Excuse me?" Octavia snarls.

"Look, I just wanted to have a good time tonight," Micheal purrs as he latches onto the anger in Octavia's eyes. "I figured that maybe your girl wanted to join me, if you're jealous then I'm sure we can make room for you too."

"I promise you that you're the last person my girlfriend wants to have a good time with. So, fuck off." Octavia growls as she flexes her jaw and looks to see Raven glancing between them with wide eyes.

"Come on, don't act like you aren't into this," Micheal chuckles. "You can't tell me that the both of you haven't spread those pretty little legs for a man before, I'm sure the three of us could figure an arrangement out."

Raven releases a breath of surprise at his words and feels her stomach roll in disgust as she tries to ignore the sting of hatred and disbelief; his smirk eats away at her facade and her confidence slowly slips away as she licks her lips angrily. Octavia stares at the man and sees the enjoyment that flashes in his gaze before she scrambles to stand protectively in front of her girlfriend.

"Leave." Octavia hisses. "Now."

"What? I'm just offering my services." Micheal laughs with a small shrug. "I promise you that one night with me will make you realize that you're not a dyke at all, I promise my dick will straighten the both of you out."

Octavia releases a strong breath through her nose before she pulls her arm back; the sound of flesh meeting is something Octavia isn't quite used to, at least not in a violent way (well, it hasn't been violent since she stopped fighting). She is used to softness, to gentle hands that rush over her body. But as her fist makes contact with the man's nose, Octavia can feel her knuckles explode with an unfamiliar ache before blood covers them and a crunch vibrates beneath her fist.

All at once, the slow motion of the moment vanishes as Michael stumbles back and falls onto his ass. A groan pierces the air as he frantically cups his hands over his nose in an attempt to stop the flow of blood. As Octavia stares at him, she feels the sudden familiar sting in her hand and gives a whine of pain as she shakes her hand out while her lower lip trembles.

"Son of a bitch!" Octavia cries.

"You stupid cunt!" Michael snarls, his words come out in a muffle as he stumbles to his feet and glares at the woman. "Who the fuck do you think you are? I should have you fucking arrested, you bitch!"

A group appears from the crowd and a man's eyes widen, "Bro, let's go."

"Don't touch me." Michael growls as he yanks his arm from his friend's grasp before he rushes towards Octavia and Raven is quick to slide between them. "I could ruin your entire life. Do you know who I am?"

"You've made it a point to force me to know who you are." Octavia grumbles as she shakes her hand while her brow furrows slowly. "Just get away from us, you ass. And keep your mouth shut about my girlfriend."

Michael makes a move towards the couple and hands quickly intercept him while the rest of the group circle their friends protectively. All at once, Lexa and Bellamy straighten up as they see the pain in Octavia's eyes while Gina simply cracks her knuckles and Monroe frees her arm from Harper's grasp as she clenches her fists. The man looks between them, takes them in and sees the protective glint in their gazes.

"O, are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Gina demands as she glances towards the woman before she flashes a glare Michael's way. "You better hope my boyfriend doesn't get her hands on you, asshole!"

"What the fuck happened?" Bellamy asks.

"It's my fault." Raven whispers as she flashes a look towards Octavia. "He started dancing with me and I kind of flipped on him and he started talking a whole lot of crap about O and I. She got upset."

"Talking crap? No. The douchebag was basically saying that he was going to force Raven and I to be straight by fucking us." Octavia snaps as she flexes her hand. "I got sick of his mouth and I punched him."

Bellamy flexes his jaw, "I'll kill him."

"I think you might have broken his nose." Lexa smirks as she curls her arms around Clarke's waist. "If he comes back over here, I'll give that idiot something to cry about. Nobody messes with one of my girls."

"Aw, babe." Clarke coos.

Raven ducks her head with a laugh, "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize, Rae." Harper scolds. "This isn't your fault."

"Lemme see your hand." Clarke orders as she reaches for Octavia's hand and her gaze squints as she tries to make out the damage to the knuckles. "There's too many flashing lights in here, I can't see."

"Excuse me."

"Shit." Raven sighs.

The deep voice causes everyone to glance at the tall, well toned man who glares down at them with annoyance in his gaze, "We have reports of a fight breaking out and we're going to have to ask you to leave. We don't tolerate violence."

"What? That's stupid! Do you even know what happened?" Monroe exclaims as her voice raises an octave while she stares at the man with wide eyes. "He was being rude and trying to force our friend to..."

"I won't ask you again. Leave."

The words and anger behind them cause the group to scatter as they move to gather their things from their booth before they make their way into the loud night life of the LA city, the rush of people blow by them as the group pouts. The wind blows freely around them as they watch people hurry past the bouncer and into the club and Octavia blows out a strong breath as she stares after them.

"I'm sorry." Octavia mumbles as she runs her fingers through her hair before she flinches at the burn in her hand. "I know how excited we all were to go out tonight and I just totally fucked it all up."

"Hey, it's alright. There's other clubs." Gina assures her with a shrug. "You were protecting your girlfriend, Octavia. We're not going to get mad at you for that. We're proud of you. Just...maybe use your words next time, alright?"

Octavia nods with a grin, "I promise."

"So," Lexa sighs. "Where to next?"

"I think Octavia and I are going to call it a night." Raven declares and her words are met with groans of protests as she strings her arm through her girlfriend's. "Sorry, but we have plans in the morning."

"What? All we have to do is clean up..." Octavia trails off at Raven's glare. "Okaaay then."

Raven plasters on a fake smile as she trades goodbyes and hugs with their little group before the two climb into an Uber and settle in for the short ride. Raven scoots herself towards the window as she rests her head on the glass while Octavia focuses on the road as the night life glides past them and she chews nervously at her lower lip as she flashes her silent girlfriend a glance.

"Baby..." Octavia whispers.

"Not now." Raven sighs as she pulls away from the hand that rests on her thigh and her brown eyes cut to stare at her girlfriend. "We'll talk about what happened when we get back to the apartment, okay? I just want a quiet ride home."

Octavia doesn't argue as she gives a nod and copies Raven's posture, her head presses hard against the cool glass as she sighs. The couple is quiet once they get to their loft and both go about their usual routines as they work around each other. By the time Raven is done taking the dogs out and setting them up for the night, she can hear the shower cut on as she walks in to the bedroom and moves towards the cracked bathroom door.

"How's your hand?" Raven asks as she leans against the doorway.

"It's swollen." Octavia shrugs, her voice is muffled by the glass that cases her into the shower before the door slowly slides open. "Two of my knuckles are split, but other than that it should be okay in a week or so. I'll have Clarke look at it."

"Okay." Raven nods as she ducks her head.

"Rae, I'm sorry that we were asked to leave, but I don't regret hitting that asshole," Octavia mutters as she reaches to grab a towel before she wraps it around her frame. "I don't want to let people talk to you like that, it's not right."

"You should've just walked away." Raven mumbles as she licks her lips. "He was trying to get a rise out of us, babe. You know he was just being a dick and he was probably drunk. You shouldn't have hit him."

"He called you a dyke." Octavia snaps as the anger seeps into her words. "I don't care what people think, I will never stand by and let someone call you that. I won't let someone talk about us like that."

"And I love you for that. Like, I really do." Raven assures her as she crosses the bathroom to stand before the woman. "But what I don't love is when you're hurt. What if he would've hit you back?"

"Then Bellamy would've dropped his ass." Octavia shrugs.

"True." Raven nods with a small laugh before she sobers as she settles a soft kiss against Octavia's damp forehead. "Don't ever do something like that again, do you understand me? I don't want anything happening to that face."

"My face is perfect..." Octavia smirks.

"Wow." Raven scoffs.

"What? It's true. I'm hot." Octavia giggles as she pushes her girlfriend back towards the shower and watches as Raven stares down at her with a soft grin. "You're lucky to have me, I'm like a fucking catch."

"What are you doing?" Raven demands as she stumbles back suddenly into the shower and Octavia flashes her a beautiful smile before she reaches past her for the knob. "Octavia Blake, no! Don't ruin this dress."

"I'll buy you a new one."

Raven screams as the water shoots out over them and a laugh of amusement leaves Octavia as she drops her towel in favor of curling her arms around her girlfriend's waist. With a grin, Octavia reaches up to curl a hand around the back of Raven's neck before she guides her down into a kiss. The two stand there and allow the hot water to melt around them, allow the warmth of the shower to calm them.

"I love you." Octavia whispers.

"I love you, too." Raven sighs. "No more hitting though, alright?"

Octavia rolls her eyes and sinks to her knees, "Shut up."

"Babe, your hand..."

Octavia ignores her in favor of hiking Raven's dress further up her hips before her fingers carefully tuck themselves into her dark lace boyshorts, the material glides easily down her legs before Octavia carefully pulls Raven's leg over her shoulder and her girlfriend simply stares down at her with wide, lust filled orbs.

"Who said anything about needing to use my hand?" Octavia smirks.