my only wish this year (it’s you)
[AO3]
chapter 3
“Finally!”
She’s barely out of the door before a sea of brown hair is in her face as Bellamy’s little sister attack hugs her.
“Hello, Octavia.”
Clarke hopes like hell her voice isn’t too stiff or awkward. The last thing she needs is to have another person questioning her sanity today.
“So formal,” Octavia laughs and it’s then that Clarke remembers the younger girl’s nickname. Damn it. She really has to find a way to adapt to her new situation. “You look gorgeous, by the way.”
Clarke smiles and smooths down the front of her dress. “Thanks,” she says quietly. “Found this in the closet.”
Bellamy chuckles and moves so he’s standing next to her. “Don’t let this one fool you,” he tells his sister. “She searched for weeks to find the perfect dress.” Clarke shivers when he brushes his lips against the shell of her ear. “You look stunning, by the way.”
Her voice is practically a whisper when she says, “Thank you.” His fingers are dancing across the small of her back and even through the fabric she feels like her skin is on fire. It’s amazing that even though she doesn’t know this man from Adam her body reacts to his as if they have known each other forever.
“Bellamy,” she chides, elbowing him in the side. “I’m trying to be humble and charming.”
Everyone laughs and she exhales a breath, thankful that she’s at least playing the part of New Clarke without raising any more eyebrows.