Introducing Me
If you wanna know, here it goes, gonna tell you there's
A part of me that shows,
If we're close gonna let you see,
Everything
But remember that you ask for it.
I'm trying to do my best, to impress
But its easier to let you
Take a guess at the rest
But you wanna hear what lives in my brain,
and my heart,
Well you asked for it.
For your perusing
At times confusing,
Slightly amusing,
Introducing me
Clarke: Where are we going?
Lexa: Be ready in 20 minutes
Clarke: What should I wear?
Lexa: Be ready in 15 minutes.
“Still nothing?”
“No. She won't give in.” Clarke looked at the mirror to fix her make up. Lexa refused to give anything up on where they were going. Every time Clarke tried she shut her down with the time.
“Have you called Raven?”
“Yeah everything is going good back in New York.”
“Can't wait to be home again.” Octavia herself was trying on different shirts she had just bought at the outlets.
Luckily, Octavia had a friend from work who owned a summer house in Miami letting the two girls crash there until they were ready to go back to New York. It was a gorgeous house, something she imagined living in when she retired.
Octavia needed to leave sooner rather than later due to work but Clarke was a little more lenient due to the fact she was currently unemployed. With the building gone and finishing at the base there was nothing for her to do now but start her residency.
“Could you convince Lexa to move back to New York tonight?”
“Missing Lincoln?”
“Ugh I forgot how much I did. Honestly I don't care where we live my home is with him but he is constantly moving around following Lexa and I can't just drop everything I'm doing.”
“I don't know if Lexa will even follow me back to New York.”
“Well then have a good date tonight and wrap her around your finger.
Lexa: Be ready in 5 minutes
Clarke finished up her final touches before slipping her shoes on as the doorbell rang. Lexa had requested the date be the next day as she wanted to remain in Miami for it. With no other obligations Clarke had reluctantly agreed.
Picking up the flower she had gotten, Clarke opened the door to reveal a suited Lincoln.
“Oh Octavia is in the shower Lincoln.”
“Unfortunately I am not here to see her. I will be your chauffeur tonight.”
“Fuck. I'm so underdressed then.” Clarke scanned him top to down suddenly regretting the white crotchet crop top and matching high waisted skirt.
“You look fine Clarke. Now let's go before Lexa has my ass.”
“Ugh.” Clarke followed Lincoln into the town car.
It had caught Clarke off guard that Lexa herself had not come to pick her up but she hoped the reason was a good one.
Much of the ride remained in silence with very small conversations about Octavia. She had to give him the best friend talk eventually in which he promised to follow his boyfriend duties.
After twenty minutes or so because of the wonderful traffic that is Miami rush hour, Lincoln pulled up the boardwalk driving right through to a platform.
On the platform was a large helicopter that was in set of getting ready to take off or just landed. Either way Clarke would not have known as she had never been on a helicopter.
“Tell me we are just picking up Lexa, Lincoln.”
She couldn't believe what Lexa was going to possibly do as she hoped Lexa seriously was just coming back from a business trip.
“I thought you knew Lexa does nothing half assed.”
Lincoln jumped out of the car to open the door for Clarke who walked into the summer heat of Miami.
Shyly she followed him to the edge of the helicopter where she had to hold down her skirt.
Lexa jumped out of the helicopter with the largest smile she had ever seen on the girl. Wearing a much more casual outfit with dark jeans and tank top covered in a black leather jacket she quickly made her way to Clarke.
“You ready?” Lexa screamed over the noise as she removed her sunglasses.
“Where to?”
Lexa nodded her head towards the helicopter keeping her smiling face.
“Are you crazy?”
“Lincoln over here swears I've been dropped as a child.”
“I think he is right!”
“Come on now Clarke. Time is money!” Lexa made her way over to the helicopter as Clarke turned to plead for Lincoln's help. She only earned a laughter from him as he waved goodbye to jump in his car.
“We can't do this.” Clarke mumbled but Lexa ignored her as she helped the girl into the seat then shutting the door. What shocked Clarke more was when Lexa sat in the pilot seat.
“You can fly this?”
“I told you, there is so much you don't know about me Clarke.”
She shut the door and put on her own headphones. If anything she was right. While they shared many stories with each other it was Clarke who revealed most of herself whereas Lexa remained very quiet on herself, only commenting on the people around her.
The helicopter began to shake for a brief moment. Clarke whipped her head over to see Lexa with a huge smile as she soon lifted them off the ground. Within seconds they were up in the air and above the water as Clarke clutched onto the handle of the door.
“Not afraid of heights Clarke are you?”
“I don't have to look at you to see the smirk on your face.” Clarke's eyes were plastered to the window in front of her as she watched the water calmly sway around. It was disrupted by the wind created by the propellers on the shaky helicopter.
“Well since you won't look at me why don't you look next to you.” Clarke looked to the side and felt her stomach drop at the beauty of the city.
Miami was a view to watch on the ground but this took everything to a new level. Due to not being so high up they were able to see all the people interacting with each other.
The skater was making his way down the boardwalk, the lady running alongside her dog, and the father walking with child in hand was like a picture perfect moment.
From the city to the beach everything was absolutely spectacular leaving Clarke in awe. She couldn't believe how stunning the world actually was and how little she was in it. New York had made her feel like this constantly but feeling it somewhere else just made it ten times stronger. Lexa would point to different important structures or monumental sites putting context behind each one. She gave her a tour of Florida for the following half hour.
Suddenly she felt inspired like she once used to as a child. Inspired for a world of more happiness and possibilities. In a world where she could freely let herself be without the fear of suffering. Being in this helicopter and watching the world in innocence felt satisfyingly distressful.
There was only one problem and Clarke knew she couldn't avoid it. Guilt. Guilt over the fact she could not give Lexa this same whirlwind experience she was receiving now.
She was going to be dating a billionaire and she had to expect this, however, Clarke was not able to give this back. She could barely afford her tuition being in debt from school. It felt as if she would never be able to be at the same level as her.
Lexa turned her head over to watch the girl's face drop staring at the window. “Are you bored Clarke?”
“This isn't fair.”
“Do you not like this?”
“I can't take you out on dates like this. I could never compete.” Lexa's grip got looser on the control understanding what Clarke was trying to say.
“Put your hands on the stick in front of you Clarke.”
Cautiously Clarke turned towards Lexa who as per usual held her stoic look. Only with Clarke it was just another mask she was dying to get rid of. It was something she was going to be determined to finally remove to fully see the real Lexa.
Lexa only nodded her head wanting Clarke to follow orders. Doing as she was told she grasped onto the stick with both hands.
“Keep it steady.”
“What?” Clarke couldn't really hear her and if she heard correctly her head was about to burst. Suddenly she felt the stick start to shake in her hand as Lexa pressed a button and let go of her own.
“LEXA!”
“Come on you got this.”
“Fuck, it's shaking.”
“Relax Clarke.” The shaking of the helicopter became frantic as it began to sink down.
“I can't Lexa.” Clarke's pleading voice matched her frantic eyes turning towards Lexa's whose green eyes encouraged the confidence she needed without any further words.
Clarke nodded her head as her body locked into position. With that she took control of the stick trying to keep it as steady as possible. The helicopter stopped shaking and the ride continued smoothly.
“I'm doing it. Oh my gosh Lexa I'm flying a helicopter.” Clarke screamed into the mic on her headphones.
“Not so bad is it?” Clarke shook her head enthusiastically. With the more confidence she shifted the stick gearing it to where she wanted.
“Number 36.” Lexa spoke up as she watch Clarke get a steady rhythm.
“What about it?” Clarke's focus was solely on the sky in front of her now unable to really focus on anything else.
“On your bucket list. Fly a helicopter.”
When it kicked into Clarke she knew Lexa was slowly smiling at the realization. After much antagonizing Clarke had revealed her bucket list to Lexa one day. They had gone through the list many times. When Lexa had asked what she would do when it was over Clarke had simply responded by stating that she would just make another. It had sparked an idea within Lexa creating this date.
“You remembered.”
“You were right when you said you didn't want to just go through life once your father died. After Costia’s death I allowed myself to remain morbid and only survive.”
Clarke was smiling now to hear Lexa's revelation. Listening carefully as she continued.
“Life is about more than just surviving.”
“So then we create your own bucket list.” Clarke thought of excitingly as she could imagine what could be on it.
“I don't want one. As long as I'm with you Clarke then I know I'm living.”
Clarke took a large gulp feeling her stomach jump and body heat up. With Lexa she had always had that feeling though. The woman had a way of making her feel like she was the only important person in any room. She was worth more than anything money could buy, that was a feeling she never wanted to let go.
Lexa began to teach her all the basics and how truly easy it was to do.
“Now steady it and push it towards the right.”
Leaning over Lexa kept one hand over both of Clarke's hands while her eyes focused ahead. Clarke's however was locked on the brunette. She couldn't pull away enchanted by her entire being.
“Eyes on the sky Clarke.” Lexa half joked feeling as if she was staring holes into her body.
“You're amazing you know that?”
“You're just saying that because I'm teaching you how to fly a helicopter.”
Clarke leaned forward to kiss Lexa's temple. “One day you'll see yourself through my eyes.”
“And how do I look?”
“Like perfection.” Clarke stated as if it had been the most obvious thing in the world.
Whether Lexa liked or not it was going to one of many Clarke's missions to make the girl see her the way she should.
It had been almost two hours as Lexa had taught Clarke how to fly the helicopter. Despite struggling at first then beginning to improve greatly, the real issue came when it was time to land.
“Clarke, this was very careless of me but we are running out of gas and somehow we ended in Orlando.”
“We are not in Miami anymore?”
“No we are going to have to land here then go back.”
“That's fine with me.”
With that Lexa landed them in an area that was all clear. Once the propellers died down Lexa was the first one out to help Clarke out. It was then she realized she still held the flower in her hand.
“Oh, this is for you.” She handed the woman the iris who began to laugh. Lexa reached into the helicopter pulling out calla lilies.
“I guess great minds think alike.” Lexa joked handing her the flowers she had gotten Clarke.
Before Lexa left to see what they could do Clarke wrapped her arms around her neck pouring as much affection as she could. “Thank you.” She whispered in her ear.
Lexa could feel the chills send all over her body at husky voice whispering in her ear. She held Clarke as close as she could enjoying the feeling of the woman's body pressed against hers.
Finally Clarke pulled away not wanting to make the girl uncomfortable. Little did she know it was taking everything in Lexa's power to not bring her back into it. Then there it was again, that feeling that consumed Clarke's body as she watched Lexa walk away. She wouldn't be embarrassed to admit that she checked out Lexa from behind, taking a few extra seconds at her hips.
Undoubtedly she was the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on and she lived with Octavia and Raven. Up in the helicopter when Lexa had just looked at her with reassurance, had been a game changer for Clarke. All her life she wore confidence but rarely did she ever actually feel it.
Clarke was confident in herself to fly it and make sure she didn't bring either of them down. If that was a feeling she was always going to get then Lexa was going to have a hard time to get a way.
“So we have encountered another problem.” Lexa spoke as she made her way back out.
“What's wrong?”
“We can't fly it back until tomorrow.”
“So then how do we get home?”
“Already called Lincoln, he is on his way here but it will take him a few hours.”
Clarke had a mischievous smile appear causing Lexa to quirk her brow.
“What Clarke?”
“Let's go to Downtown Disney.”
“Disney?”
“I hear it’s spectacular at night and we are in Orlando. Why not?”
“It’s very crowded Clarke.”
“You are talking to a New Yorker, nothing I can't handle.”
“Let's go then.”
By the time they called the cab and arrived night had fallen. The stunning lights of the area consumed. Having never been to Disney before Clarke heard of the magical fantasies that came along with being in here.
Downtown was packed as music blasted through the street while people were shopping or enjoying the evening in anyway they could. Nothing was ever like what you see in commercials or movies and this was no exception. It was better to Clarke feeling the euphoria that poured out of the town.
“Hot dogs? You know I can get us a spot in a nice restaurant.” Lexa spoke as they looked at a map to find somewhere to eat.
“You already did enough tonight Lexa.”
“That was nothing. I own the helicopter it was free ride.”
Clarke almost had a heart attack right then and there. She was dating a woman who owned her own helicopter and rode around it for fun most likely. Dating someone with this kind of money was going to be trickier than expected. Clarke wasn't ungrateful for the gestures but part of her felt she wasn't worthy of it.
“That's like ten times worse. Please let me take care of this one.” Clarke knew if Lexa chose the place she was going to pick something where she knew Clarke could not afford so that she could pay.
“Hello beautiful ladies.” A man walked up juggling three balls in his hand. “Interested in playing a game on this gorgeous night?”
Before Lexa could decline Clarke took up the challenge. “Sure. What is it?”
“Game is simple ladies. Knock all the stacked pins down in two throws. No one has been able to knock down all not even leaving just one.”
Clarke looked to Lexa who shoved her hands in her pocket with challenging brows.
“Winner picks and pays.”
“You sure Clarke? I told you there is still a lot you don't know about me.”
“And there is still a lot you don't know about me. So ladies first.”
Lexa rolled her eyes as she picked up the two baseballs. As the man instructed where to stand she bent down to focus on her target. Checking every angle, Lexa made sure she knew every option before she hit the pins.
“Any day now Commander Slow.”
Earning another eye roll, Lexa finally threw the ball knocking all but two. With the next ball Lexa perfectly aimed it to knock only one.
With a large smirk Lexa walked past Clarke as the man set up again for Clarke. Swirling the ball in her hand she decided how she was going to toy with the billionaire.
“Almost perfect isn't good enough Lexa.” Clarke threw the ball purposefully completely missing the entire set of pins.
Lexa let out a loud laugh. “Come on Clarke give me some competition at least.”
It was dangerous for the two as the stakes were high. Neither were going to let the other win though with competitive blood running through their veins.
Clarke picked up the next ball with just as much confidence. With just one look at her target she let the ball in her hands fly out to hit it knocking every single pin down.
Lexa's jaw dropped as Clarke turned around with a huge grin on her face. Toying with Lexa proved to be more satisfying than expected.
“So hot dogs or hamburgers?”
“But-”
“Guess you don’t know me as well as you think.” Clarke spoke up making her way towards a food stand.
What Lexa did not know was the real treat she was in for when it came to getting to know Clarke. Every moment spent with her was like opening a Russian doll. Once she thought she had gotten to the core of the girl she surprised her with something else.
Clarke began to order them food, correcting it when Lexa requested no cheese. After ordering they took the bench that faced the lake. From their seats they watched as the volcano from the Rainforest Cafe bursted every fifteen minutes.
“What is your secret?”
“I used to be a pitcher in softball.”
“Cheater.” Lexa huffed attempting to excuse herself from the loss.
“Don't worry, I'll teach you a few moves one day.”
“Remind me to never play poker with you.”
“Can't handle some competition Ms. Woods?”
She only shook her head with a grunt taking another bite of her food. This wasn't typical Lexa food. In fact the girl could not remember when she enjoyed some junk food. Just squeezing the bun all sorts of juices came out creating the largest crave in her stomach.
“You're looking at it like as if you are a child in a candy store.”
“I can't remember the last time I had something this…”
“Greasy.” Clarke finished for her earning a hum of agreement.
It was enough to make Clarke smile too. If it wasn't clear before it sure was now that Clarke had come to the realization Lexa was just not your typical average being. By not having something like this in a while was further more proof she was stripped of a childhood. It was a childhood Clarke was determined to get back for.
“I don't like cheese, only on pizza.” Lexa spoke up breaking the comfortable silence between the two. Clarke furrowed her eyebrows as to why she was explaining the reason she asked for no cheese on her burger.
“You want to get to know me better? Well here I am introducing myself.”
“Please do tell me more.”
“I love the sound of violins, I've never really liked cars but I love to fly anything, I think the moon looks like a toenail, and I like checks with lots of zeros on them.”
Clarke couldn't help but laugh at the accuracy of the statement. It was unusual for Lexa to crack a joke but the free-spirited Lexa that once attempted to come out before being ripped apart was slowly re-emerging.
“I really like flowers which is why I garden a lot, I used to pretend I was Karate Kid, and I really really like it when you say my name.”
That damn feeling was having its way tonight with Clarke. All she wanted to do was kiss the girl again and feel her body. With that came other ones she really shouldn't be thinking but couldn't help.
“Lexa,” Clarke carefully drew out seeing the blush rise to her face. “You forgot to mention how smooth you are.”
“Curtsy of yourself.”
They finished eating their burger before Clarke decided they walk around the town to walk off the food. By keeping close to the edge the two avoided the crowd meshed in the center. They walked as slow as they could with no rush to get anywhere.
Every once in a while Clarke attempted to hold her hand by slightly brushing it or bumming into her. Although her hints became less subtle Lexa was either completely oblivious to her attempts or just didn't want to. She shrugged it off hoping the girl was just off her game knowing she hasn't been on a date since her last love.
Lexa attempted to switch the subject to Clarke but she had persisted on making tonight about getting to know more about Lexa. The moment she met her she knew she was different from many people. Only she forgot to count for how crazy she was going to become about the business woman.
“I come from an endangered indigenous tribe. When I came here with a few other people it was to preserve our lineage. Once I stepped into my role I helped others come to this land and eventually recreated our own world down below.”
“That's why they call you Heda.”
“Precisely. It’s my job to protect them from any outside harm.”
“Explains why many of your people don't like me.” From being at the festival, Clarke remembered some of the death stares she received along with the attack. It was the assumption that she was new but the reality was they didn't want outside people to ruin what they had built.
“No they fear you Clarke.”
“I pose no harm to them.”
“You pose one to me and that's enough for them.”
“I don't want to hurt you.”
“Marriage outside our tribe is forbidden. To be dating you I run that risk.”
“What is the consequence if you do?”
“Death by a thousand cuts.” The words lingered in the air to speak for itself. With every further revelation it was clear why Lexa became who she is. If only she had known how deep the hole Lincoln and Anya were digging for themselves.
“There is still a lot you don't know or understand Clarke.”
“I want to Lexa. Help me to.”
“I lie to protect to you.”
“You can't keeping doing that. This isn't fair.”
“The ignorant are in complete bliss while the knowledgeable suffer. If you want to be with me then you have to understand I'm trying to protect you.”
“What if I don't want to be protected? I don't care suffering if it means I can be part of your world.”
“Clarke why can't you see?”
“You keep asking me to see but I don’t know what I am looking for.”
“Look around you. Become aware of where you are.”
Clarke followed orders checking everything in a three-sixty fashion. All she was able to see people pushing through to get to where they needed. Couples reprimanding their children, couples kissing, and tourists capturing every picture they could.
Scanning the perimeter Clarke could not see what she wanted her to see before returning to the green eyes.
“I am going to protect you whether you like it or not, this is not in debate. If keeping information from you is what I have to do then so be it. I can't bare losing someone else Clarke.”
Clarke attempted to hold the girl's hand in comfort but she wouldn't have it. They had stopped now looking between the other and the calm lake.
Lexa was going to shut down after trying so hard to be open about herself. She couldn't let that gap close without wanting to know more.
“Hey see that boat? Let's go for a ride on it.”
Lexa nodded her head following the girl into the store to get tickets. Since no one reserved a spot the girls were next in line to get on it. The boat was from a classic Disney movie that created a fantasy world only attainable here.
It started as a car on the shore and eventually drove into the water to become a boat. The ride was thirty minutes giving the two more time to talk.
The driver paid no attention to the two allowing them to converse freely to enjoy the ride. From the talk to getting on the boat Lexa had relaxed again. It was hard not to let herself remain unworried. Natural instincts told her that she was never safe. Clarke was doing everything in her power to remind her that it was okay.
“What are you doing for Christmas this year?” It was around the corner and the perfect way to open that case of emotions again.
“I don't celebrate Christmas.”
“Why not?”
“After Adriana left and Costia died, celebrating holidays was just not something we wanted to do.” Maybe it wasn't the smartest way to open up that case though.
“I'm sorry Lexa.”
“Don't be. What do you do?”
“Nothing special. After my dad died it became hard to celebrate so I just kick it with Octavia, Raven, and a few friends.”
The two stayed in silence enjoying the music playing in the town. Clarke began to sing along as Lexa closed her eyes.
“I love your voice.” Clarke turned to see Lexa with her head laid back feeling as if she were on cloud nine. The brunette kept her hands on her stomach keeping her breathing to the beat of the music.
Clarke took the rare moment to watch the normal stoic business woman distress. Since the day she met Lexa her body was always tight and rigid. Unlike other days, today she had seen the woman have this new glow to her. Clarke couldn't tell if it had always been there or she was finally looking at the woman differently
“You seem happy.” Lexa turned to the side with a smile on her face. Slowly opening one eye she saw Clarke with a raised brow.
“I'm with you.”
“I don't think you realize how smooth you are.”
“Should have met my sister.”
“You did promise more stories on Adriana.”
“That I did.” Night had completely fallen letting the moonlight reflecting off the water to be their main source of light.
“What do you want to know?”
“Anything.” Lexa sat up for a moment trying to figure out where to start. Her sister had one too many perfect traits knowing stories could not do her justice.
“My mother died giving birth to Adri (Ah-dree), that is what we call her. My father died trying to keep us both there with him, however, the Commander then would not have it. We were the last nightbloods, or royalty if you would, to survive the attacks our people faced. With that we were sent with others here who became my brothers and sisters.”
“Who were those others?”
“Lincoln and Anya were amongst them.”
“They are your brother and sister?”
“Not by blood but they are family.”
“That's why Lincoln is always defending you.”
“He is a good brother.”
“And that's why Anya is protective over you.”
“Yes, she too cannot afford to lose someone she cares about.”
Her heart ached for the family. There was no way she could imagine what it was like to have your family ripped away from you like that. In honesty she did not know how Lexa even wanted to go day by day with suffering she has faced so much. With every revelation more understanding came as to why she kept her so in the dark.
“Anya and you are so much alike because of all the pain you suffered through.”
“Yes.”
“Who did she loose?” Lexa licked her lips eyes returning to the side of the water. Clearly she debated on telling Clarke the truth. It was already hard enough to live through it and to recount it was only worse.
Lexa had not told anyone what had happened. So much of it was kept in the dark because of the pain it brought. But this was different because the pain wasn't just going to remain there this time, it had the chance to be healed. With Clarke grabbing her hand, it was what she needed to understand the pain wasn't going to stay this time.
“My sister and my first love.”
“Adri and Costia?” Clarke had to admit she was confused as to the relation.
“Costia was Anya's blood sister. They had come to the new land before us. When we arrived at the new home, we met the two who showed us the rope. I fell for Costia and well Anya was head over heels for Adri.”
“They were lovers?”
“They were love sick puppies with the exception that they were much better than Costia and I in hiding it. Anya took it much harder when she left becoming very angry at the world. Then when Costia died she became very attached to me. I was her last reminder of the two people she loved with all her heart.”
It made sense as to why Anya desperately pleaded for Clarke to take Lexa back that day. At first she had assumed it was Lexa's doing to woo her back but Anya had truly cared for her. The woman could not bare to see someone else, whom she loved, hurt the way she hurt again. That was a pain only she cared to suffer for and no one else.
“Anya has spent her life searching for Adri.”
“Her fate is unknown which is why she can't rest.”
“If something else doesn't find her first she won't be able to ever move on.”
Anya was stuck on a woman who never came back home for her. Lexa had remembered the day she had left. She had never seen someone turn from a caring loving woman to cold hearted. Lexa never talked about Costia but Adri was a forbidden topic.
“Crazy how you all ended up together.” Clarke whispered.
“You can't control who you fall for Clarke.” Lexa finally looked towards the bright blue eyes trying to understand the pain and take it from her.
“If you fear of losing me Lexa it will take a lot for that to happen. Even if this doesn't work out and we remain friends at the end.”
“You sound so sure.” Clarke lifted the girl’s hand to kiss the knuckles in affection and care.
“Ai swega yu klin na gouba raun bilaik yu gafen laik ai gafen.”
“You remember?” Lexa felt her heart race hearing Clarke speak her native language. It was what she had told Clarke when the girl seemed unsure about this relationship. She vowed to treat the girl's needs as her own.
This time it was Clarke to return the favor. To reassure Lexa that this was what she wanted and was going to see it through.
“I told you I want to be part of your world.”
“You have seen what happens to the people I love Clarke. It's dangerous to even be with someone like me. You could get hurt.”
“Then I have you to protect me.” Clarke caved in allowing both girls to smile again after the very serious conversation. The mood was not only light again but weights lifted off the shoulders.
Lexa never felt the need to tell anyone about her past. Although no one ever really cared enough to ask if not for their own benefit. Not only were weights lifted off but she didn't have to spell out her feelings. Clarke read in between lines allowing her to barely speak about it just as she preferred. It was the comfort she craved and missed. It was the comfort she was afraid to have again because once you care you run the risk of hurting ten times more than before.
The ride had finished just in time as Lincoln had finally arrived to pick them up. Lexa opened the door for the two as they sat in the back. The back had been boarded up which Clarke knew it was because Lexa wanted privacy.
After minutes of small talk Clarke felt her eyes get heavy. It had been a whirlwind of a day. Part of it felt as if it happened a lifetime ago. One by one her bucket list was becoming complete and that was thanks to Lexa.
A woman so determined to take her building away was now trying to actually help her. There wasn't really a way in her mind she could pay her gratitude back but she was going to be determined to.
“Thank you for today.” Clarke mumbled. Her head rested on the brunette’s shoulder. Every ounce of her was fighting to stay awake but sleep was strong.
“Go to sleep Clarke.”
“That's so embarrassing.” She drawled out with eyes shut.
“Don't worry your secret is safe with me.”
“So are yours.” Clarke managed to get out with sleep finally winning.
Lexa hesitated at first staring at the blonde against her. She really could not see her face but found herself adjusting to the breathing of the girl. Raising her hand she stroke the blonde hair for the rest of the three hours.
Having fallen asleep herself Lexa almost jolted forward before she realized she had a body leeched onto her. Clarke had managed to snuggle even closer to her using her arm to cuddle with. Looking out the window she noticed they were just about to approach Clarke's house in the next turn.
It gave her a moment to admire the woman in her arms again. This time she was able to see the girl. The small smile rested on her lips with a few locks falling down.
Falling asleep near someone meant putting your guard down which was something Lexa had never done. But every moment Lexa spent with the blonde she always found herself doing something new, different from her norm.
There was an adventure awaiting the two of them. It was a step Lexa was sure she was ready to finally take. After their airport incident she couldn't afford to lose Clarke again. That was not something she would stand for. She was going to hold onto this girl in anyway she could until her last breathe.
“Clarke.” The groan came from the woman as if she were a child being forced to go to school today.
“We are at your house.” Lexa whispered which clearly registered into the woman as she jumped forward.
“Shit. I fell asleep the entire way?”
Lexa nodded her head watching Clarke frantically fix herself. She rubbed her eyes to adjust to the light of the car.
“I'm so sorry Lex.”
“You are beautiful when you sleep.”
“Were you staring Woods?”
“I won't deny it for a second.”
“Why is that?” Clarke hoped to put the girl on the back of her heel enjoying to challenge her.
“Because not everyone gets to stare at angel.” Lexa challenged right back causing her cheeks to redden.
For a few moments the two just stared at each other. Complete content and satisfaction filled with in their hearts.
For the brunette she could stare all day long into the blue eyes. Studies had shown a blue room brings peace and tranquility. It was exactly what she received with every look. Earlier today the woman had known without even asking when to stop pushing the envelope and when to change the topic.
There was a natural feeling with her as if everything suddenly just made sense. There was more to do with this life than just survive.
As for the blonde a feeling of new opening doors appeared. Admittedly she never imaged dating a girl having never really experienced it. It wasn't a question for Lexa because as she stated earlier there was no controlling in who you fell for. Not a single power inside her could run away from Lexa again, not like before.
Watching Lexa first step out of that helicopter made her mind go crazy, an image she was just dying to recreate. For the first time she had seen Lexa so casual and free. The wind taking her brunette hair as the sunglasses protected her precious green eyes. Her dark pants of course perfectly sculpted her body and with the leather jacket to top it off she felt her body go into overdrive of lust.
While she was nervous at first with the revelation of the helicopter, it only ended with her falling even more. Lexa put her heart into everything. It was not just because she was a perfectionist or trying to prove something it was because she genuinely cared for. No one had ever thought something through so much for her.
Tonight Lexa had introduced the woman craving to break free. The only one who had a key to unlock now was Clarke. There was a reason Lexa had kept the past in the past. That truth could have the only power to keep Lexa in those chains forever.
It was Lexa's phone that began to ring as they quickly pulled out of their thoughts and stares.
“Woods.” It was Anya on the line who needed something that could not wait. She looked to Clarke who already had a look of understanding.
“Take it. We can talk later.”
“Thank you.” Clarke leaned toward to place a kiss on her cheek before stepping out of the car.
Prior to entering the house she waved goodbye as the car drove off. The house had been very quiet as she tip toed around hoping to not wake Octavia up.
“Why do you and Lexa insist on being out so late?” Octavia had turned on the lamp revealing her presence in the living the room.
“Fuck.” Clarke hissed. Octavia pointed to the seat in front of her demanding she sit. With a roll of her eyes she followed orders.
“Spill Griffin.” A voice came from the phone causing Clarke to laugh.
“Hi Raven.” Clarke spoke up as Octavia placed the phone on the table.
“We waited long enough love bird, now tell us what when down.”
Raven was going to hold the helicopter date against Clarke for the rest of her life. The girls joked about how they got stuck and all the little adventures in between. Octavia became a proud roommate upon hearing the baseball story.
“Wait she didn't kiss you?” Octavia yelped completely floored.
“How could she be so smooth?”
“Not even a goodnight kiss?”
“Nothing.” The girls shook their not believing Lexa did not take the opportunity to close the deal.
“Why didn't you?” Raven yelled through the phone.
“I couldn't her phone rang and it was already late.”
“Y'all both dumb.” Octavia crossed her arms disappointed in her girl.
The girls joked well throughout the remaining of the night only stopping to hear a knock on the door.
“What was that?” Raven spoke up as both Clarke and Octavia exchanged wary glances.
“You go!”
“Heck no, aren't you the one who boxes Octavia.”
“Take the bat. I did it last time!” Octavia threw the bat towards receiving a grunt. Raven had patiently waited on the other line ready to call 911 if necessary. It had been already so late at night that it was odd for someone to be knocking at their door.
Clarke carefully opened the door with a bat behind her back. Immediately it slipped out of her hand when she saw who standing out the door. The woman had already turned down the stairs making her way back to the car.
“Lexa?”
The brunette quickly turned around as Clarke stood at the steps in confusion.
“Is everything okay?”
“I forgot something.” Lexa quickly made her way to the to threshold where she wasted no time in getting what she wanted.
“What is-” Clarke’s sentence was cut off when Lexa pulled her forward into a kiss she had been dying for all night. Without fight Clarke returned the favor gripping onto her hips.
It started hasty as the women craved for the other so much they almost forgot to function correctly. The kiss was messy only starting to find a rhythm once they needed air.
Clarke had kissed different people from jocks to jerks nothing comparing to her real first kiss with Lexa Woods. This wasn’t like their kiss in the pool because this time it meant something. It was a kiss so hot and deep she could feel it everywhere inside her.
“You idiots need to breathe you know!” Octavia screamed from the couch as Raven cheered from the phone.
Clarke pulled away in laughter hearing her roommate’s comment. Lexa kept her hand tight around the back of her neck as their foreheads rested against each other. In all her life she had worked out like a mad woman only stopping when she physically could not move anymore. None of it came even close to taking her breath away just as Clarke had done.
“Thank god you came back for it.” Clarke managed to speak in between breathes. Her husky breathy voice sent shivers down her spine creating a dull ache at the pit of her stomach. “Thank you for everything for today, for introducing me to Lexa.”
“You asked for this Clarke.”
“The good, the bad, the ugly, I want to be here for it all.”
“Tell me you feel it Clarke.” Lexa pulled away just enough to look into the blue eyes.
“It’s everywhere.” Instinctually Clarke pulled Lexa closer as if the woman had been miles away from her understanding the feeling Lexa was speaking of.
“We are playing a dangerous game.” To ache and crave for someone this much so fast where living without this person was becoming more and more unimaginable was treacherous. Once that happened there was no way to ever turn around. Clarke shut her up with another kiss.
The best kiss were the hazardous ones, that were not meant to have but were so desperately needed to survive. The dangerous kisses electrified everything inside creating new desires and needs. It was a kiss, a simple kiss wrapped up in so much complication that sent the mind into a haze and the body into overdrive. A kiss that had been waited to be shared between the two finally having its way.
Lexa was the one to pull the two back to the ground as she took a step with a thumb still stroking her cheek. Naturally Clarke leaned into the soft touch wanting it to consume her entirely.
“I don’t want to let you go again.”
“So then stay.”
“You aren’t thinking straight Clarke.”
“I can’t think straight when I’m with you.” Clarke spoke kissing her lips after every two words. The last one lasted longer not ever wanting to come up for air.
“Goodnight Clarke.” Lexa pulled away further now still barely holding on to the tips of her fingers.
“Promise you’ll come back.”
“I can’t stay away even if I tried.”