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#embarrassing husband

non-canon shippers be like:

There’s nothing between them –

They won’t have a romantic relationship –

They’re just friends –

They’re not endgame –

They’re not good for each other –

They hate each other –

They’re barely even have scenes together –

One of them is dead –

They’re in love with someone else –

But they –

every night and day

Here goes a childhood best friends au! Basically idiots being obviously in love with each other and oblivious about it! Lots of fun!

Tell me if you liked it or if you didn’t, I love feedbacks!

Clarke Griffin and Bellamy Blake were childhood best friends and first loves. But life isn’t this easy and this is their story.

- Bellamy and Clarke spend their childhood together but are separated and lose contact. They don’t see each other for ten years but one day they meet again and start where they left off.

It all started when the Blake family moved in the house in front of the Griffin’s.

Jake and Abby were kind enough to help this poor woman, alone with two small children. They helped her move in, settle and invited her and her children over to dinner.

Bellamy Blake met Clarke Griffin this day. She wore a cute red dress, but there were several stains on it: every color was mixed with the others. She was like a rainbow. Her hair was loose and Bellamy was pretty sure it was all knotted. But it suited her. She wasn’t the perfect little girl her parents wanted her to look like. When she smiled at him, he didn’t know what to do. He felt himself blush and he just wanted to find the protection and safety of his mother. He did the only thing he had seen other boys do to girls and pulled her hair. She didn’t cry and punch him in the arm. He liked her instantly.

Clarke Griffin did her inspection of these new neighbors – and potential new friends? – this day too. Octavia was probably the same age as her and Bellamy older. But not much. Only a few years. Octavia wore a dress too, but less pretty than her own and more worn out. But her eyes dared anyone to make comment on her appearance. But it wasn’t the younger Blake that caught her attention. It was this boy. Boys were strangers for her. This one seems nice enough. He was a little taller than her. His hair was a mess of curls, his eyes brown and his face covered in freckles. She almost reached to touch them, to memorize them and to be able to draw them later. But she didn’t and smiled at him instead. He pulled her hair and she punched him and she figured it wasn’t difficult to be friend with a boy.

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