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On the tenth day of Bellarkemas... Searching for a Christmas Tree – (drabble)

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“How about this one?” she asked.

“Not big enough.”

“That’s what she said!”

“I’ve not had any complaints,” he replied matter-of-factly.

Bellamy felt Clarke’s eyes trail down his body before coming the rest at the aforementioned point. He raised his eyebrows when she finally tore her gaze away. She managed to look him in the eye for all of two seconds before blushing bright red.

“Um…” she was managing to look everywhere and anywhere but him, “… how about this one.”

In her desperation to change the subject she’d managed to pick out the rattiest specimen they’d seen yet. He couldn’t help but chuckle, and thank the stars she’d not yet caught him checking her out like that. Only a matter of time of course…