Work Text:
Bellamy
5:49 a.m.
just made the best damn cappuccino milk
girl wanted “Frappuccino” instead
Bellamy
6:03 a.m.
we’re not starbucks
dunno why its that hard to grasp
It was Clarke’s day off. Not that Bellamy seemed to care since he had been texting her since he opened the small coffee hut. She’s not really sure how they got here. Here as in, texting each other when they’re not working together in the mornings. She’s found herself doing the same. Especially when their customers are being exceptionally weird. They’re always weird, but some days they seem to be worse than others. It’s those days that she finds herself typing out a text with too many typos to her coworker.
She’s about to text back when another one pings in.
Bellamy
9:27 a.m.
it just occurred to me that you're prob asleep
but this woman just took my picture?
she claimed it was to show someone??
should I be worried?
Clarke
9:30 a.m.
phone on silent do no worries
that s really weird tho
Clarke
9:46 a.m.
How’s working with Jasper?
When they first started working the morning shifts together, it was awkward and strained. Neither of them knew what to say to the other. It didn’t help that the coffee hut was so small, and they hadn’t learned their own rhythm yet. Then one day, Bellamy found out Clarke had a husky named Rover, and that of all things was what made them jell together. During their next rush, they worked like a well oiled machine. They didn’t have to constantly say excuse me or sorry; they instinctively knew with just a glance.
That was nearly a year ago, and now when either of them take a morning off, the other has to suffer through the shift with someone else. Monty says they work so well together because they’re “drift compatible.” Whatever the hell that means.
Bellamy
10:00 a.m.
I love Jasper
Clarke
10:01 a.m.
that’s not what i asked
Bellamy
10:04 a.m.
please never take another morning off ever again Clarke
You left me
You left the customers
We Needed you
Clarke
10:07 a.m.
this isn’t the apocalypse bell
don’t be so dramatic
Bellamy
10:08 a.m.
Sinclair asked about you
said I was too slow without you
plus the whole picture thing
it’s been a weird shift
Clarke
10:10 a.m.
Hahahahahahahhhahah
you’ll recover
Bellamy
10:15 a.m.
Will I?
Clarke just chuckles, tells herself she’ll respond in a second, and heads out to meet her mom for brunch. She doesn’t get that much time with her mom since she's been busy with work and school, and Abby being busy with work and, well, her new boyfriend. Clarke’s trying to be supportive, but it’s a big adjustment.
She spots her mom immediately, sitting in their usual booth in the corner of the café. It’s been around for as long as Clarke can remember. Her dad used to take Abby and Clarke here on Sundays. Clarke is thankful that her mother is still willing to come here after everything.
Her coffee, shrimp and grits, and French toast are already waiting for her when she sits down, “I’m not late, am I?”
Abby leans over the kiss her daughter’s cheek, “Not at all. I just got here earlier than I expected. So I went ahead and told them to bring them out.”
Everything is going smoothly; it’s just another brunch with her mom until Abby excuses herself to go to the lady’s room. Clarke has a mouthfull of shrimp and grits when her mom’s phone buzzes with a text message. Curious, Clarke turns the phone around to see who it was. She expected it to be Kane or Jackson, but instead she’s sees that it’s from Hannah Green. She briefly wonders why her and Monty’s mom are texting each other, Clarke hadn’t realized they still spoke after all these years, but then she sees the attachment and everything makes even less sense than it had seconds before.
There was a picture of Bellamy, a coffee cup in his hand, hair windblown, and looking a little frantic. She glanced at the caption under it, squinting her eyes to try to make sense of it.
Abby, this is the Bellamy Blake.
Clarke only looks up once her mom slides in across from her, “Mom, why are you texting Hannah Green?”
Abby makes a show of biting into her toast before she replies, “Just felt like catching up with an old friend.”
“And that involves her taking pictures of Bellamy?”
Abby’s eyes widen at that, “I just wanted to see what my daughter’s boyfriend looked like.”
Clarke gapes at her mother.
Clarke
2:15 p.m.
My mother thinkg ur my bf
Bellamy
2:27 p.m.
best friend? Aren’t I?
Clarke
2:28 p.m.
Boyfriend, Bellamy. She thinks you’re my boyfriend
And Wells is obviously my best friend
Bellamy
2:30 p.m.
I obviously come after Wells
Clarke
2:34 p.m.
That place goes to Reyes..
ur like fifth maybe
Bellamy
2:46 p.m.
FIFTH?!
Clarke
2:47 p.m.
Ya.
Octavia, Monty, and Jasper obviously come before u
Bellamy
2:49 p.m.
Obviously.
Miller and Raven come before you
Clarke
2:50 p.m.
they're your only friends
i win
Bellamy
2:55 p.m.
Didn’t know this was a competition
I would have thought the boyfriend comes higher than fifth
Clarke
3:03 p.m.
ur right
u obviously come in front of Jas
Bellamy
3:08 p.m.
Thanks.
Clarke
3:11 p.m.
u know that woman that took your picture this morning?
Bellamy
3:12 p.m.
How could I forget
Clarke
3:14 p.m.
Twas Monty’s mom
who sent it to my mom
bc she thinks we’re dating
Bellamy
3:41 p.m.
I imagined the reason a lot worse
so I’m taking this as good news
Clarke
3:45 p.m.
y are u being so calm abt this
jfc
Bellamy
3:53
rumored to be dating a pretty blonde is hardly the worse thing t hat’s been said about me
Clarke
3:59 p.m.
are you flirting with me?
Bellamy
4:01 p.m.
I’ve been flirting with you for the past six months, clarke
its about time you picked up on it
Clarke is still staring at her phone when Bellamy apparently gave up waiting on her response and decided to call her instead. She takes a deep breath, steadies herself, and finally answers.
“Hello?”
Clarke is trying to remember if they’ve ever spoken on the phone, and besides the few times Bellamy has had to call her and wake her up, she can’t recall any.
“You were taking too long to respond.” His voice is gruff, and Clarke can basically hear the frown and the concerned crease in his brow in his voice.
Clarke huffs out, “Says the kid who took thirty minutes to respond earlier.”
There’s a pause, and when Bellamy speaks up again, he’s softer, “That was different, Clarke.”
“Oh.”
“I—“ She hears him take in a deep breath, “Listen, what are you doing tonight?”
“I should be working on my paper that’s due at the end of the week, but I’ll probably end up watching Netflix.”
“Meet me at the Dropship instead.”
“What?”
“Miller’s working, so he’ll give us our drinks half off.”
Clarke’s head is spinning, and she’s having a little trouble keeping up with this conversation, “What? Like, a date?”
“Ideally, yes. But it could just be two co-workers going out for some drinks.”
“Okay. I’ll meet you there in a few hours.”
She hangs up before he can respond, and almost doesn’t see it when he texts her again.
Bellamy
4:45 p.m.
wait so is this a date or?
Clarke
4:54 p.m.
ur oblivious
I've been flirting with u too
Bellamy
4:56 p.m.
so that’s a yes?
Bellamy
5:15 p.m.
Clarke?
Bellamy
5:45 p.m.
hellooooo?
Bellamy
5:58 p.m.
Did Rover get out again?
Clarke
6:12 p.m.
I was getting ready for our DATE you goob
Bellamy
6:15 p.m.
oh.
Clarke
6:17 p.m.
yeah
Bellamy
6:20 p.m.
cool.
Clarke ended up being late for their date, which Bellamy teased her about. She argued that they never put a set time on their date, so technically she wasn’t late. When that still didn’t shut him up, she teased him for freaking out over whether or not this was date. Watching the tips of his ears turn pink was definitely satisfactory.
They stayed out way too late and drank one too many beers, seeing how they both had to open the coffee hut tomorrow. But, Clarke thinks it’ll be worth it. That is until she has to wake up at four in the morning.
Clarke
4:40 a.m.
running late
dpnt tell the boss man
Bellamy
4:44 a.m.
You’re always late
Clarke
4:50 a.m.
I'm late even for me
now clock me in so i don’t get written up
ur my boyfriend so u have to
Bellamy
5:00 a.m.
u owe me
also, does this mean we owe our relationship to your and monty’s moms?
bc that’s weird
Clarke ignores his texts, choosing to instead focus on getting ready and making it to work in record time. After making sure they don’t have any cars, she kisses him quickly, grinning when his ears turn pink.
“So, the boyfriend thing wasn’t too much?”
“Definitely not.”
He's leaning in for another kiss, when one of their regulars drives up to the window.
"It's about time the two of you got together," The woman laughs when they jump away from each other.