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The smell of Octavia’s hair is something Raven could spend the rest of her days smelling.
It’s her first conscious thought as the morning light seeps in through the bedroom window. She shifts her hips until she’s flush against Octavia’s butt.
“Mmm…good morning to you too,” Octavia says in her raspy morning voice.
“I don’t know what you’re referring to but good morning, babe,” Raven plays off innocently.
“Sure you don’t.” Octavia scoots herself closer to Raven, gripping tighter to the arms around her waist.
“I don’t want to get out of this bed today,” Raven whines.
“Then let’s not.”
That’s what she loves about Octavia, she’s an enabler when it’s appropriate and not afraid to hand her her ass when Raven needs it.
“You think Clarke will be cool with us blowing off her opening?”
Octavia giggles, “I don’t think so babe.”
“Damn.”
Things in their lives had taken a much needed timeout. Raven had been helping Clarke out at the studio during the day, getting paperwork and licenses in order, and she was pretty close to quitting her bartending gig at The Ark. As soon as they got some clients at the studio, Clarke would be able to hire a full-time building manager and Raven was top of the list as far as candidates went. She was trying very hard not to hold her breath though, Finn was still legally in charge of the hiring and he hated Raven’s guts almost as much as she hated him.
Octavia had been working on her physical therapy and also attending counseling for her family issues. Yesterday had been a big milestone for the Blake family, it had been the 10th anniversary of Octavia and Bellamy’s mom’s death. Raven had drove Octavia to the cemetery, but O had insisted on making the visit alone. Bellamy had shown up and Raven had been tempted to get out of the car, but Octavia said a couple words to him and walked back. Raven hadn’t pushed her about the exchange but rather rented Octavia’s favorite chick flick and then held her all night.
“I saw Bellamy yesterday,” Octavia said, turning over to face Raven.
“Did his face heal nicely?”
Octavia smiled, “No.”
Raven ran her fingers through the girl’s hair, waiting for her to be ready to talk about the encounter.
“I told him that I'm gay, that you’re in my life to stay and that if he can’t accept that then he’s going to lose me. And then I walked away.”
Raven pressed a kiss to O’s temple, “I’m proud of you.”
“She would’ve been proud of me, I can see that now. She was always my biggest fan and while I’m thankful that Bellamy stepped in after she died, he’s not my father. I don’t owe him anything, especially after what he’s said.”
“You’re okay with that?” Raven asked, curiously.
“I will be.”
Raven pulled Octavia into a full embrace, burying her face in the girl’s hair and thinking about just how much progress Octavia had made since they’d met.
“I don’t tell you this nearly enough but I’m really happy with you, Rae.”
Raven pulled back, looking into hazel eyes, “I’m really happy with you too, O.”
“I think we should move in together,” Octavia blurted out, a tad louder than she intended.
“Yeah?”
Suddenly, Octavia was very nervous.
“I just think we spend so much time together and we’re both in this relationship for the long haul, like why not, and if that’s not what you want then its okay…”
Raven giggled, cutting O off with a kiss.
“It’s exactly what I want,” she whispered against Octavia’s lips.
Octavia let out a deep breath, relieved.
“Besides, we get caught having sex a lot and Anya’s been complaining about how loud you are when you come…” she teases.
Raven sits up in bed, sheets pooling at her waist.
“Excuse me! I’m loud? You’re the one trying to wake up every resident of West Hollywood every time we have sex!”
Octavia full-belly laughs at Raven and tackles her back on to the bed.
“I’m gonna need you to prove that.”
Clarke has been busy all day, but as she stands in her office staring at the engagement ring on her finger, every thought about the opening slips from her mind. It’s a beautiful ring, almost identical to her mom’s ring. She and Lexa had gone ring shopping that week and when Lexa showed it to her, Clarke started crying.
Her life had taken a turn for the better this week. First Lexa asks her to marry her and then Finn just disappears into thin air? Someone was smiling down on her from above – she liked to think it was her mom.
“Well imagine seeing you here, soon-to-be Mrs. Griffin-Woods,” a voice said as its owner wrapped their arms around Clarke’s midsection.
“Lexa,” Clarke whispered, relaxing in the girl’s arms.
“You’ve got a lot of people out there waiting for you to kick this thing off, you ready?”
Clarke smiled, turning around to face her fiancée, “Only if you go with me.”
Lexa grins, pressing her lips into the blonde’s. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
“So Finn just never showed up for work, like all week?” Octavia asks.
Clarke shakes her head, “The money for the opening was in the studio's bank account, way more than I thought he was going to give me. I haven’t heard from him or my father in a week, I don’t know what happened but I’m so damn happy it did.”
The opening had gone off without a hitch, at this point they already 100 girls and about 15 boys signed up for classes. Clarke had mingled with more potential investors than she’d ever imagined. Currently, she was circled by her group of friends, having wine and waiting for Lincoln to arrive so he and Lexa could kick off the entertainment portion of the event.
“SO you think you’re just going to steal my ideas and kick me to the curb?!” someone shouts from the doorway of the studio.
Finn.
“Huh?” Clarke asks, confused beyond belief.
“You can’t do this to me, this is my livelihood, Clarke,” Finn exclaims, strolling over to her.
“What are you talking about?”
Lexa moves to her side, protectively.
“You, you little whore!” He yells. “You just take and take from everybody and then call daddy to bail you out of trouble.”
“I didn’t do anything to you!”
“You fired me!”
Clarke takes a step back, “I didn’t even know I had the power to fire you. Otherwise, I would’ve done it months ago!”
Finn laughs errily, “Well if you didn’t, who did?”
“I did,” Lincoln says from the doorway. “I took an advance out on my contract with the label and bought Jake’s shares of Clarke’s studio.”
“Lincoln!” Clarke exclaims, reaching out to hug her friend. “You didn’t have to do that.”
“When you believe in your friends like I do, you have to,” he states, holding Clarke close. “I want your dream to come true, Clarke…without this psycho.”
“Fuck you guys, I’ll see you in court!” Finn shouts. “Sooner or later, you’ll learn Clarke’s nothing but a stupid bitch who opens her legs…”
BOOM.
Lexa watches as Finn crumples to the ground, “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time. You’ve done nothing but treat the girl I love like shit. You are scum on this earth, so kindly get the fuck out.”
Finn grumbles, holding his face, and walks away in shame.
Anya starts the slow clap. Clarke beams, pulling Lexa into a kiss as the room joins in on the clapping. Clarke wraps her hands around Lexa’s neck and whispers her thanks across Lexa’s lips.
“EXCUSE ME!” Raven shouts, pulling at Clarke’s hand. “What is that?”
The engagement ring.
Clarke and Lexa glance to one another, they were going to wait until after the opening to tell their friends.
“Umm…surprise!” Lexa exclaims, waving her ring finger too.
“Woods!” Anya exclaims, pulling her best friend into a hug.
“Congrats, girl!” Octavia exclaims, pulling Clarke into her arms.
Raven shakes her head but smiles nonetheless.
“What’s that look for, Reyes?” Clarke asks, her ring still on display in front of Octavia’s face.
Raven continues to shake her head, “You just always gotta upstage me, don’t you Griffin?”
“Are you guys getting married too?” Clarke asks, taken aback.
“WHOA! Slow down, blondie. The girl just barely asked me to move in with her!”
The five girls continued to gush over each other’s news, until it all hits Anya.
“Damn, now I’m gonna have to get new roommates!” she says to no one in particular.
Lexa laughs, throwing an arm around her shoulders, “You’ve still got me until the wedding, there’s time An.”
Lincoln smiles at them from across the room as he strums out the first note, “As we celebrate this beautiful studio’s opening, let’s all remember why we’re here – to dance! This one’s for my girls, all of them. May you always have happiness, good friends and love.”
Lexa and Clarke blow kisses to him, Raven winks and Octavia beams. Lexa leads Clarke out to the center of the dance floor. They hold each other as Lincoln’s words melt through the air.
Octavia presses her lips to Raven’s as they dance. The public display of affection is a first for them and Octavia can't wait for all the firsts to come.
Lexa presses her forehead to Clarke’s, swaying slowly with the beat.
“I love you,” she whispers.
“I love you,” Clarke whispers back.
CREEK.
The girls looked down to the floor and back at each other before bursting out in a fit of laughter. They just might never fix that floor.