I Am Always With You

[Bellamy Blake]

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It had been two months since their venture up into space. Every day Bellamy thought of those on the ground. Thought of those they lost. But he could not let the worry or devastation consume him. Everyone needed to be working hard to keep things moving up in space. And they were. In large part, thanks to Raven. They wouldn't have survived without her.

It was why Bellamy wanted to check on her as much as he could. Why he wanted to check on her now that everything was done for the day. He had a bottle of drink in his hand, and knocked on the door to her quarters. When she opened it up, Bellamy offered a small smile and held up the bottle with one hand and a couple of cups with his other. "Figured we could celebrate our two month anniversary in space," he offered. Because it was two months. To this day. And they were all still alive. That sure as hell was worth celebrating.

[cherry1]

Raven wiped a hand over her face in exhaustion. Two months it had been. Two months back on the ark she’d fought so hard to escape from. God, it almost felt like a lifetime ago. The pain of those memories of why she’d plummeted to the ground were more of a dull ache now. And yet these were some of the most tiring couple months of her life and that was saying something. Between the seven of them, everyone had to pull their weight around just to keep them surviving. Not an easy task, but they were dealing with it. Everyone was still breathing and hell she’d count that as a win.

Opening her eyes she looked up at the sound of the knock. Sighing she stood up, stretching slightly to loosen up her muscles. Glad that she hadn’t yet removed her brace as she slowly opened the door only to find Bellamy on the other side. With a smile that gave way to a short chuckle she stepped aside to let him in. “You read my mind,” she still had a smile on her face as she spoke, taking a step backwards as he walked in. There was no doubt in her mind that there was no way she’d have survived up here without Bellamy calmly leading them. Sure, she was fine with the technical stuff, but Raven was smart enough to know that living with the same 6 other people required a level headed leader. And that’s exactly what Bellamy was. They were a team up here and so far that was enough. “Two months down, fifty….eight to go,” she said with a teasing smirk as she quickly did the math. “I’m sure it’ll fly by,” she added sarcastically sitting on the edge of her bed and leaving room for Bellamy beside her.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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Bellamy couldn't help but chuckle when Raven pointed out how much time they had left, adding on that it would fly by. He moved to sit next to her on the bed, knowing that it was going to feel like an eternity up here. But, those like Raven certainly made it easier. Having people here that he could trust. Some more so than others. Filling one of the cups with the content of the drink, he passed it to her before filling the other.

"They do say that's what happens when you're having fun," Bellamy said jokingly, encouraging the lighter mood. It was all they could do to get through the days. And nights. Cut off from the rest of their people, they were a handful of those that survived outside of the bunker. Once his cup was full, he tilting it towards hers. "To the next fifty height months and . . . " He paused for a moment. "Two hundred and thirty two weeks," he added with a bit of a smirk, toasting to the time they had left on this damn place.

[cherry1]

Raven shifted slightly as he sat next to her on the bed, but stayed close to him, her thigh touching his. She accepted the drink with a tired but grateful smile. Grateful for the welcome distraction he was offering from the moments she was forced alone to her thoughts, without even mindless labour to keep her occupied. “Ha! Fun huh? You took the word right outta my mouth Blake.” She said, keeping her tone light enough to conceal the harshness of her obvious sarcasm. At least she wasn’t alone up here. She didn’t think she’d be strong enough to last if that had been the case. Even the ground had survivors. A hope she’d been holding onto as fact since the alternative was too terrifying and just goddamn sad to even consider.

Her lips quirked up at the edges as she watched him mentally calculate how long they had left too. “Tryna one up me already?” she teased, gently clinking the edge of her glass against his. “I see how it is…” she trailed off, narrowing her eyes at him before downing the glass in one. Her face scrunched up at the immediate burning sensation before it settled in her stomach. Exhaling loudly, she closed her eyes for a moment, allowing herself to savour it. “I really needed that.” She spoke quietly…honestly, before gently opening her eyes and turning towards Bellamy again.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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Bellamy let out a slight breath of amusement at Raven's words of fun. He couldn't remember the last time they had ever had . . . fun. He could recall moments where they had let their guard down enough to enjoy the more pleasurable things in life. But fun, was perhaps more than they could ever experience. His smile grew a little when she teased him about one upping him. "Even I'm not stupid enough to try to do that," he teased, though words held truth. To try and one up Raven . . . was something only an idiot would do.

Her intellect was far too great, and the other would be only be left humiliated in the futile attempt. It was of course one of the many things that Bellamy strongly admired about Raven. He tilted the cup to clink it, before taking a sip, watching her physical response to the drink. He couldn't resist the soft smile that formed on her lips as she closed her eyes. He looked . . . relaxed. Well, as relaxed as he had seen her in quite some time. He wanted that for her; he wanted something better for all those up here. And the fact that this was all he could offer, the only way that he could lead them . . . left him frustrated and hold strong feelings of inadequacy.

When she opened her eyes to look at him, he quickly averted his gaze downward, as if getting caught in staring and letting his mind wander on such things. As he looked at the top of his cup, his mind did not stop going. "I'm glad you're here, Raven," he told her, turning his head to look at her after the words. Wanting her to see the sincerity in his gaze, as he hoped she could hear it in his voice. "I couldn't do this, any of it without you." Bellamy was not used to being a sole leader. He often supported the one who he held loyalty to. But . . . being a leader, the only leader . . . he felt the weight of it. Just as he did with every decision he had made that cost so much.

[cherry1]

"I'm glad you're here, Raven," She opened her eyes and turned to him, seeing the sincerity in his eyes as he continued. Speaking of how he couldn’t have done this without her. Hearing him say that, mean it. Well...it meant a lot to her. Being valued was always something she’d fought for her whole life, since she’d been born. She’d had to prove to everyone she was worth it. Her lips twitched upward for a moment in gratitude before she looked away, breaking the moment. If it could even be called that.

“Don’t get sappy on me Bellamy, it’s only been two months,” she chuckled, turning back to him. “How are you gonna show your gratitude when it’s been five years?” She teased with a smirk on her lips, before realising the suggestive nature her question could have. If she was the kind of girl who blushed she might have, especially considering their history. But instead she did what she was best at. She deflected.

“Hey, you gonna drink all that yourself or what?” She asked, practically shoving the cup at him. Waiting for him to fill it. His confession or compliment or whatever you want to call it left her feeling exposed. Maybe it wasn’t so much the words, it’s not like she’d never been praised before. I mean come on, she was Raven goddamn Reyes. Perhaps she was more afraid of the way that look in his eyes made her feel.

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ooc: methinks the muse might be back! *dances*

[Bellamy Blake]

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YAYAYAY FOR THE MUSE RETURNING!!! LIKEWISE!!!!!

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Bellamy couldn't help but let out a bit of a smile of amusement at her words. Being sappy. A luxury that he wasn't often granted. And one he was very selective about as it were. There weren't many he felt comfortable about being so vulnerable around. Raven though, was one of the few that he was. "Guess I'll have five years to think about how to do that," he teased in return, taking another sip.

When she moved the cup towards him, Bellamy filled it without hesitation. "Hope you're not a lightweight," he teased her in return. Because despite the circumstances, despite everything they had lost . . . it was still, easy to be in her presence. It felt easy to tease her, as she did him. That comfort was the exact reason that Bellamy had specifically asked her if she was with him. He needed her. They all did. But for Bellamy, it was not just about her brains. He needed on an emotional level, and admitting that . . . well, wasn't exactly easy.