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“Mooom,” Clarke groaned as she pouted.
“Clarke, they’re your friends. They don’t care.” Abby tried again to console her daughter.
“It’s gross! Please, I can walk. I promise.” Clarke continued on with her protest as her friends just chuckled behind Abby.
Abby paused trying to contain her laughter too. But Jake was already howling beside her, making Clarke blush even further.
“Mom, there’s a girl I’ve been trying to impress for years, and apparently for 4 weeks she, along with everyone else, has seen liquid drained off of me, so please, please. I beg you, take this thing out.”
Everyone was now full-on laughing. Some of her friends were doubling over. Others were turning red, and some exclaimed how bad their stomach was hurting. They all laughed and Lexa was the only one still trying to stifle her giggle.
But as soon as the beeping of the machine became erratic, telling them of how fast the heartbeat of the owner was, Lexa immediately became stern.
“Hey, shut it before I throw everyone out!” Lexa was serious and they were surprised at first as she was never this imposing before but expected it nonetheless seeing as how she was the past 4 weeks by Clarke’s bedside.
“Alright, I’m sorry, baby. I’ll get the nurse to remove the catheter. Calm down.”
“Sorry Clarke, I think I can say this for everyone but we’re just happy how you’re so loud and complaining. It’s a relief after the weeks of silence. You have no idea…” Octavia added sheepishly.
Everyone agreed and nodded before Jake shooed them away as a nurse came in.
Lexa was the last to leave and she and Clarke held their gazes before Lexa closed the door. Clarke was just staring at her with a shy smile on her face. Lexa’s gaze was even softer. Heart eyes were just thrown back and forth between them.
Everyone stayed patient out in the hallway but they were beginning to worry. Lexa started fidgeting with her hands, tapping it on her legs like a percussion instrument as she stayed in her place leaning against the wall beside the door. It had been 20 minutes since the nurse went in and she still hasn’t come out.
“Lexa, honey, she’s probably just in the bathroom trying to look presentable.” Jake teased wiggling his eyebrows.
Everyone saw how the blush crept up Lexa’s face to her ears. And they all smiled at it. They were just as excited to have Clarke conscious once again.
“Would you like to go in first and talk to her alone for a minute? We can go and get something to eat and bring some food for you guys.” Abby added with a warm smile.
“I-I’m just kind of nervous now.” Lexa fidgeted with her hands again, looking down and away from curious eyes.
“You’re kidding me right, Lex? You talked to her every day for weeks telling her how much you love her with terms of endearment and all. That should be enough practice for you to talk to her now.” Anya asked getting frustrated again; thinking about how much progress Lexa’s made in her love life only to chicken out now.
“That’s the thing, Anya, I’ve been showing and telling her how much I love her but she was unconscious the whole time. The last memory she has of me was.. was..” Lexa choked down the tears threatening to come out, unable to think back on the last time they actually talked.
Lexa caught herself quickly though and continued, “Her last memory of me, was the first time we talked and professed our feelings for each other. And although I’ve been here for weeks, I must still be a stranger to her right now.”
It all made sense, everyone understood Lexa’s hesitation then, and they were all too eager to console her and tell her there was absolutely nothing to be nervous and scared about. But before they could start, the door slowly opened to a Clarke dressed in her hospital gown but in sweat pants, holding on to her stand that carries her IV fluids. After a beat, the nurse excused herself once she’s made sure Clarke was capable of standing by herself.
“Mom, Dad, I want pizza and ice cream.” Clarke brought on her adorable puppy dog eyes. One Lexa is very familiar with after years of stealing longing gazes at her love.
“Alright, sweetie, we’ll see what we can do.” Abby cooed at her daughter. At this point, she just wanted to spoil her for as long as she wanted to.
“Alright, if you’ll excuse us, Lexa and I have lots to discuss.” Clarke turned her head to where Lexa was standing now.
Lexa’s only response was a set of widened eyes and her brows shooting up, very much curious as to what Clarke wanted to say to her.
“Hey, you were the one that promised me kisses and that you wanted to feel me and make love to me.” Clarke raised an eyebrow with a smirk on place.
Lexa’s head was like a lightbulb covered in pink paint being switched on. She was furiously blushing and she could feel goosebumps all over her body and spirit.
Their parents choked but their friends doubled-over again, barely containing the volume of their guffaw. The nurses were very adamant in shushing them.
After wiping her eyes, Costia was the first to lead them out, “Okay, lovebirds, we’ll give you an hour and a half tops, that should be enough time to get it on.” She winked at Clarke and Lexa before she started moving.
“Wait one sec,” Raven took off one of her shoes, and quickly removed a sock and placed it on the doorknob. They chuckled again, earning another shushing from the nurses’ station.
“Alright you guys, leave before you further ruin my luck.” Clarke joked before catching the eyes of Lexa’s parents who were honestly just amused by the lightness of it all.
“Uhmm, I mean, I’m not a perv, I promise.” Clarke stammered and looked at Lexa, “I’m sorry.” Clarke was immediately guilty, she saw no one was offended by what was happening but she hasn’t even tried to win over Lexa and her parents yet, and already she’s made a poor first impression.
Quickly, Lexa smiled, walked over to Clarke, and softly pressed her body to her; her arms draped on Clarke’s shoulders before she slowly let her lips meet Clarke’s.
It was a sweet spontaneous first kiss. Their lips moved accordingly but it was all innocent. So pure and intense at the same time, it felt like a jolt ran throughout their bodies, both feeling like there were sparks on every nerve ending. Perhaps this is what they called ‘the fireworks’ when sharing a kiss with the person you were always meant to be with. Or the electricity you feel when in proximity to the one you love.
To Clarke, it was nothing like the dreams and imaginations her mind has concocted over the years. And to Lexa, as she has only just recently subjected herself to musings such as Clarke’s, this to her was the perfect first kiss.
It may have been in front of their family and friends, but it wasn’t weird in any way. In fact, they were glad. It felt like a confirmation of something they had all known and believed that would happen for the past 4 weeks. A relief that this was now the reality and not the other way around where Clarke was six feet under and they would all be wearing black clothes, and sporting red-rimmed eyes, tired and forlorn expressions.
So when the kiss broke, they remained in each other’s arms; their foreheads leaning on each other as well. Their families were all giddy, even Anya.
“Okay. First kiss, check. Felt our touches and the electricity, check. Just one more thing off the list.” Lexa said coyly as she slightly moved her head towards their families and friends. Who were then quick to run towards the elevator.
Lexa and Clarke just giggled as they slowly backed away to Clarke’s room, kissing as they went while Lexa carefully dragged Clarke’s IV fluid stand and slowly maneuvered her towards the bed.
Of course, they only exchanged soft kisses while Lexa sat on the side of Clarke’s bed. Their very heated make-out session earlier was cut off when a nurse by the doorframe cleared her throat so she could re-attach Clarke’s monitoring device, and warned them explicitly that nurses and doctors will, in fact, come running if ‘Clexa’ kept making Clarke’s heartbeat irregularly for so long.
Clarke was confused at the term but as soon as Lexa explained to her about their rising popularity in the media, they both sheepishly blushed and stuck to slow, sweet kisses, until they could smell pizza and saw knowing grins on their loved ones’ faces.
--- 10 months later ---
Lexa’s laugh was carefree as she struggled against her girlfriend’s tickle attack. They were lounging on their favorite spot by the honey locust tree on one of the University grounds. The same spot Clarke had her eyes on that night when she saw couples there and wondered how it would be like if they were them.
It was fortunately not resembling the one in Lexa’s nightmare many months ago when she thought she was about to say goodbye to the love of her life. To be honest, though, it did freak her out the first time they started hanging out there because, at one point, Clarke stood from where she was leaning on the tree, moved to Lexa’s front and looked down at her. Lexa’s response was immediate though; she yelled at her girlfriend and dared her not to walk away.
Clarke was very much surprised at her girlfriend’s reaction and looked around when people stopped to observe them. Clarke quickly kneeled in front of her distressed girlfriend and asked what’s wrong. To which, Lexa responded by wrapping her arms around Clarke’s neck and pulling her back with her.
When Lexa calmed she apologized and explained to Clarke why she reacted that way. Clarke was very much amused about it all but still answered in reverence, “I’m here, don’t worry. I was just gonna stretch and ask you if you wanted some hotdogs by that stall,” Clarke pointed to one of the food stalls near the University’s entrance, “because I’m famished. I mean, I know you’ve fully fed me this morning but I need some more sustenance for later tonight.” Clarke wiggled her brows to make things feel lighter for the love of her life.
Clarke then laughed and kissed away the blush on her adorable girlfriend before she jogged to the stall, making sure Lexa can still see her to keep her calm.
“Claaaarke! I almost peed myself, stooop!”
Clarke couldn’t contain her joy in having her girlfriend like this and for ten months now. She stopped and let Lexa huff away while they settle back in their previous position, with Lexa wrapped around her arms and leaning on her.
“So, at your last attempt, have you convinced Raven to change the name?” Lexa suddenly asked and she’s being reminded of her last argument with her Latina best friend. It was Clarke’s turn to huff frustratedly this time.
“No. I mean, if she wants her invention to sell, why on earth would she name it after another person? It’s really weird and people would just go, ‘Hey, you guys seen the latest update of CLARKE?’, ‘Oh no, I still have CLARKE 1.0’. I mean, it’s ridiculous.” Lexa couldn’t stop belly laughing throughout Clarke’s rant.
Raven’s invention was instantly signed by a multi-million company that allowed her to keep the patent and also making her earn millions of dollars starting by the end of the year, as productions are now on the go.
“It is rather late to change it though, love. Everything’s been approved. And plus,” Lexa turned towards her girlfriend and kissed her grumpy frown before continuing, “shouldn’t you be used to having things named after you by now?”
Clarke released an incredulous huff and kissed her girlfriend back, “The Mindspace was meant to be a project and most importantly, a declaration of love to you. It was completely out of my hands when people started calling it ‘Clarke’s Mindspace’.” Clarke paused as an idea crossed her mind, “come to think of it, I think Raven’s only intention about having that device named after me is to skyrocket its popularity. And remind people of that night and making them want to buy it more for their safety.” Clarke was just being so adorably arrogant that Lexa just couldn’t stop her giggling.
Although it was true that even now, ‘Clexa’ was such a strong and popular pairing especially to the LGBT+ community. Their love story was drunkenly shared by a very beautiful, big-mouthed best friend of theirs to a journalist one time; now never letting Clexa die down in the media.
Clarke’s Mindspace was still continuously sought out and her art even more so, allowing her to already have a commission waitlist at such an early stage of her career.
With the turn of these events, Clarke was able to convince her girlfriend after months and months of constant reassurances that her investment in her Law school fees is part of Clarke’s ‘cunning’ means to use her girlfriend's future services for free once she’s passed the bar exam. Although this was a relief to Lexa minimally, she still can’t fully allow herself to depend on Clarke so she drafted a contract herself to make the deal fair and set in stone for both sides. But knowing now how Lexa thinks, it was just a relief to Clarke that at least her girlfriend can depend on her even this little bit. Baby steps.
“I’m serious, babe. Let’s let you finish Law School and sue Raven for millions of dollars.” Lexa really couldn’t stop her belly laughter now. She had to lay on Clarke’s waist for a bit before pulling herself up again.
“I mean yeah, we could wait like 4 and a half years total and sue her once her product has been sold for millions, even billions then,” Lexa agreed, faking a smug, cynical smile for good measure.
“Yeah, knowing us, they’ll never see it coming.”
They both giggled at their silliness. However, years after, they realize it was they who didn’t see anything coming.
--- 5 years later ---
Happy 4th anniversary you two!
Clarke, as you are quite an oblivious beautiful human being, but a brilliant tour guide as well, here is a map to your very own Chalet in Colorado!
Lexa, as you are quite the pussy and used to run away from love, here’s the key to your new Audi R8 2024, it’ll at least make you a stud pussy and make Clarke work extra hard catching and keeping ya.
Please send all my hugs and kisses to Aden and Madi. How did they like their gifts? I know they’re only 3 but I can’t wait for them to figure out how to operate the ATVs. But until then, I’m pretty sure you both will enjoy the purring waves as you ride ‘em. (Double pun intended. Mic drop.)
...I know I did. ;)
Love you both!
Raven Reyes