dominance | ( eudio cuddlr )

[ stepping outside of his apartment, he brings the door to a soft close behind him. he doesn't lock it, even though he should. mom had pressed into him he had to make sure the door was firmly closed, even locked, just in case someone thought to break in — it'd all seemed like paranoia getting the best of her, but, in hindsight, bellamy understood her reasons. ]

[ he doubts anyone's keen to steal his dogs. and he doesn't believe his dogs would be all that fussed to move, either. considering how they're heavy-weighted logs lying on his floor right now, he thinks them to be safely tucked inside of his unlocked apartment. ]

[ he shrugs, purposefully playful, and begins to walk down the corridor toward the set of elevators. ]

As much cheese as you want, O. I think the city has enough to spare.

[ octavia wouldn't have hated it if the dogs came, she's gotten used to them. she even likes them. but they look content to do anything but move.

she follows him towards the elevator.]

What? I really like cheese. I'm pretty sure that the stuff we had back home wasn't really cheese.

It wasn't.

[ he can't be too sure, but bellamy knows half of the food stored on the ark hadn't been fresh. it doesn't taste as good as the stuff offered in this city, and so he finds it so easy to write it off as complete shit. ]

And there's no problem with liking cheese. Just … [ he tries not to smile, but he isn't put out that he fails in doing so. teasing octavia is a hell of a lot more fun than worrying obsessively over her whereabouts. he looks to her, smile impossible to hide, and raises his eyebrows as he looks at her pointedly, ] Leave some for the rest of us.

[ octavia, now having had real cheese, knows it wasn't. it was probably something grown in a lab. and yes, after the first time she'd had cheese here she might have had some serious stomach issues to go with it, but oh, it had been worth it. and now, she can't stop eating it. ]

No. I won't. [ she looks at him defiantly, her lips curved just a bit at his teasing.] I'm going to eat all the cheese.

[ if bellamy's greedy for anything, it's chocolate. he enjoys the way it melts in his mouth, and as much as he hates the various flavours of it, he can't help but eat all of it regardless. to go from having so little on the ark to being given the keys to the kingdom, bellamy's decided to go wild. ]

[ or as wild as bellamy blake will allow himself to look. ]

[ eyebrow arched, he smiles. ] What about me? I like cheese.

[ guess who hasn't really tried chocolate, bellamy? teach your sister the ways of it. she'll be just as bad as her brother, if not worse. probably the same with peanut butter. ]

I'll share some with you. [ she goes to push the elevator button like a pro.] If you're nice.

[ she beats him to the elevator, and so his hands slip into the pockets of his jeans. he laughs, taken aback. ] If I'm nice?

[ he shakes his head. looking up at the screen counting down numbers above the elevator, he inhales, as though he's having a difficult time conversing with her. he could tell her all the nice things he's done for her, but that doesn't sit in the nature of this game she wants to play. instead, he keeps his attention focused on the top of the elevator, waiting for it to reach their floor. ]

You're my favourite sister. That's a pretty nice thing to say, isn't it?

[ it could turn ugly if he hadn't gone along with the game she's playing. of course he's been nice, he's done things that are beyond nice for her as her brother. he's also done not-so-nice things but those are few compared to the sacrifices he's made for her. ]

I'm your only sister.

And that's why you're my favourite.

[ he doesn't consider himself saved by the ding of the elevator doors pulling itself apart to let them walk inside of it. if octavia's perfected anything, it's latching onto a subject he wants to drop and making sure he doesn't. ]

[ — not that he wants to drop this, though. it's light teasing, and he likes it. ]

[ stepping inside, he punches the G button with his finger. ]

You're weird.

[ she pouts at the fact he pushed the button before she could, moving to lean against the back of the elevator, gripping the bars there because she still wasn't used to that initial lurch downward. ]

You'd be my favorite brother even if we had another.

[ he leans against the wall, arms folded against his chest. despite being used to elevators, he still didn't like them one bit — he didn't want to show octavia that, though. it'd been easy to stand in the elevator in mount weather with maya keeping him distracted from the unusual lurch of it. but now that he wasn't infiltrating a home base of operations with the intent to pull their friends out, he had nothing to focus on. until octavia happened to reappear in the city. ]

[ he arches his eyebrow, narrowing his eyes. ] I bet you say that to all your brothers. [ he glances toward the elevator screen, watching it count down the floors it passes. ] But you'd still be my favourite.

Nope, just you. [ she holds her finger in front of her mouth in a shushing motion. she isn't aware of everything he's done, all the elevator thoughts and scary elevator memories.]

Don't tell the others.

I won't.

[ the elevator reaches the ground floor, dinging and pulling the doors open. he takes a step toward the opened doors, but throws his arm out to block the censor instead of stepping through to lead the way into the foyer. ]

[ looking at her pointedly, he smiles, ] Only if you give me some of your cheese.

Only if you give me some of your... whatever it is you like best here. [ yes, she's making this uneven but that's what little sisters are for.

she moves to stride out of the elevator, eager to be free of the metal box as bellamy is, heading towards the exit as she remembered it being.]

[ easily following her out of the elevator, he's only a step or two behind her as she navigates her way easily to the door. using his long legs to his advantage, he overtakes her, just so he can open it for her — and possibly irritate her just a little. ]

Chocolate.

[ it's a belated answer, but it's one all the same. fill in the blanks. bellamy's always been excellent at that game with her. ]

I like chocolate. And I'm hiding mine when we get back.

[ she throws him a look when he opens the door for her, chivalry wasn't a thing for her, ever. so it feels like he thinks she can't handle opening the door. either way, she moves through it.]

I haven't tried that yet.

Add it to the list.

[ he lets the door slam behind him. remaining a step behind her, he doesn't come to walk beside her until they're on the footpath. ]

Along with ice-cream, ice-cream cake, popcorn, and eating cereal at midnight.

[ it's not necessary an impressive list, but it is for someone who has never had such luxuries. he doesn't think octavia would judge it too harshly. ]

You're going to have to pace yourself, you know? You're going to end up sick if you try everything right now.

Popped corn? They have that here? [ seriously, bellamy. give her all of it. all of the food.]

I want to try everything before I get sent away. [ she worries about it, that somehow they'll decide she shouldn't be here and send her home. she feels like she's in such a rush to get on with all of it, to experience every thing the city has to offer.]

[ bellamy nods with an affirmative hum. there's popcorn and a variety of cakes, chocolates and crisps and chips and meats he's sure he hasn't discovered in his year of being here. eudio has a plethora of food to offer. all she has to do is search for it. ]

[ in reaction to what she says, he reaches out to gently grab her elbow to stop her from walking. ]

O. [ tilting his head, he looks at her, expression soft. ] You're not going to be sent away again.

[ again, like on the ark. each time she'd been in eudio, it'd been her own choice. bellamy could never hate her for taking advantage of her freewill, considering how life had been on that space station. ]

[ it feels inevitable. like she'll do something that will make them want to send her home. or she'll fulfill her incentive easily enough and they'll want her to go back. octavia's not a coward, she'll go back with her head held high and she'll fight against the grounders, help however she can. but that doesn't mean she's eager to go do that now, not when she's had a taste of a good life.

but fate is pretty good at separating the bellamy siblings lately.

he stops her from going further, stops her so she'll listen and he speaks earnestly. but she isn't so sure he knows what he's talking about. or maybe she'll be the exception to the rule. ]

How do you know?

Edited 2016-07-22 06:41 (UTC)

[ bellamy doesn't remove his hand from her elbow. looking at her, he glances away, and it should be enough for anyone who watches him closely to know he doesn't want to answer her. ]

[ even if the city wasn't built on a foundation of consent, there's no way in hell bellamy would let them kick her out. she has to know that, at least. despite him not fighting so much by a physical means on the ark, he'd attempted to put himself in the debt of shumway in order to have him overlook what'd been discovered on unity day. ]

You've been here before, O. [ he looks back at her, and lets his gaze drop to her arm. his voice remains low. ] And you only left because you wanted to.

[ his words hit her like a brick made of ice. it stuns her for a moment before she blinks at him, her expression contorting into something like disbelief and anger.

how could he say something like that? ]

That can't be true. [ except that bellamy wasn't one to just make something like that up... so she ammends--] I wouldn't have left you here. Not by choice.

I know.

[ he's quick to reassure her, squeezing where he holds her near her elbow. ]

[ sometimes bellamy has wondered if it'd been an easy choice for her to make, but he knows better. it'd been unfair of him to ever think she'd made the choice overnight, impulsively as she used to behave. but it'd always stuck to him like a thorn embedded into his skin that he'd never been enough for octavia to stay. ]

You felt like you needed to go back home. You didn't feel like you belonged here.

[ he understands that more than anything. over the last several months, he's gone through the same motions, thinking he should stay, while believing he's trying to fit a circle within a square. he doesn't hate octavia for doing what she thinks is best, even though he wants her to stay this time. ]

I had to let you go. [ his small smile is forced, as bellamy's never been one to comfort with a warm look. it's always been inspiring words meant to pick the kids up and have them march forward. but bellamy can't give octavia a speech. he plays it off, like being separated isn't an unusual, rare, and even unkind thing for either of them. ] You would've hated me if I forced you to stay.

[ she is not the same octavia, life has been hard for her but it hasn't hardened her yet. she has yet to face the harshest trials and obstacles of her life. the loss of their mother, the hardship of being separated from bellamy and the trauma (yes, trauma and shock and novelty) of being on the ground is still fresh. so this octavia cannot fathom why she'd leave him behind, why she'd think that she didn't belong here when bellamy was here.

why would she leave him?

there had been a divide between them before she got here, one that was growing a little more wide each day but she was still fighting it, even if she resented what he'd done, what he'd said to her. he was still her brother who'd given up everything for her. he's right in thinking that she would hate him for forcing her to do anything she didn't want to do but...]

But you're here.

Yeah.

[ he breathes it out, and lets his hand fall from where he's still holding onto her. ]

[ it'd be easier if bellamy could tell her he'd left shortly after and had arrived a little before her, but he'd stayed. he's not too sure if he should feel ashamed of that choice, or if he should be okay with the fact that he's lingered in this city for god knows how long without her. ]

I hadn't completed my deal when you first left. I figured I'd stick around, meet it, then follow after you.

[ but then she'd appeared again, and bellamy had grown side-tracked from it all. with the fractured relationship between clarke and raven, he felt like he needed to stay. it's not his job to fix anything, but he hadn't felt like he could leave without either of them knowing they had the other to lean on. ]

[ it'd all been a tactic to stall — and hope, the one thing bellamy refuses to let himself do, that octavia would come back. ]

I didn't want to leave just in case this place wasn't full of shit.

( eudio cuddlr )

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