[ fortunately for octavia, those aren't words he's intent on saying to her ever. ]
You're such a pain in my ass. [ bellamy reaches out to wrap his arm around her shoulders, uncaring if him pulling her toward him is welcome or not. he kisses the top of her head, and looks out toward nike, who's rolling around on the grass before flopping over and remaining still. ]
[ zelo remains in front of her, tail wagging slowly before it stops sweeping along the pavement. when he looks back to her, his arm remains around her shoulders. ] You going to be okay?
[ she looks satisfied with his assessment of her mostly because she strives to be a pain of his ass, always. she grins at him even as he pulls her closer. letting him do it for a second or two before she pushes him away and moves forward to zelo to pet the dog.]
I'm always okay. [ because of him. although that's not easy to admit that much, even if it's the truth. she backs up at him--] Are you?
[ leaning back on his hands, he watches her move easily toward zelo. he smiles at the sight of it; before, she'd been so terrified of those dogs, and now it's a completely different story. it's simply another thing the ark hadn't allowed them to have, the nuclear apocalypse had taken from them. ]
[ he thinks to answer back with i'm fine. it's the default response of bellamy blake, after all, and he enjoys being consistent. but he watches octavia with the dog, and thinks to tell her everything — things from home, how clarke and he had ended things, what had occurred in the space between him arriving and her returning — but he figures it's for another time. ]
[ the dogs had been unsettling at first. it took well over a week for her to be comfortable with them even being in the same room, what with the way they always wanted to sniff her or be touched. then tolerance grew to genuine affection. so petting zelo is easy now and zelo seems to like it just fine.
honestly, she's a little surprised when he says something other than his default lie. the one he says to save face or rather, save her from feeling anything but comforted. she glances at him again.]
[ he hardly lets himself hope outside of octavia. when he'd heard of the kids being dropped to the ground, he'd hoped his plan to get on that dropship and find octavia would work. while half of it did the moment those doors closed, he had to wait until they'd dropped to the ground safely to find her. ]
[ for anyone else, he hardly makes it a point to appear hopeful. he tricks himself into believing he isn't, either. he hadn't wanted to hope for clarke to turn around. he hadn't wanted to hope things between himself and raven would get easier. he hadn't wanted to hope octavia would come back to the city. ]
Maybe.
[ he pauses, and thinks to leave his answer at that. for anyone else, he wouldn't give as much as he has to octavia. but she's his sister, and if there's anyone in the world who's his person, it's her. ]
It was. [ raven was sort of like a sister she never had even in the short time their residence in this city overlapped. they'd had fun together. and she'd been a confidante to octavia in a way that bellamy couldn't be. they'd gotten into some trouble together and it had been fun.
octavia would miss that.]
Can we just go inside and eat pizza and watch a movie?
[ bellamy smiles and pulls himself forward to look at her. ] O, I don't have pizza at my place. I have to go get it.
[ despite having the chance to have his fridge filled to the brim with crap inside of it, from drinks to leftovers and everything in between, bellamy still keeps it almost empty. only the essentials go in there, even after a year of having the chance to indulge himself and go wild. ]
[ she throws him a look.] You do know you can have it delivered, right? [ octavia has her own fridge filled to the brim just because she can. she isn't wasteful, she eats everything and runs it off every morning. she runs for miles, runs because she can, runs because there's no one to chase her, runs because thomas showed her how it can be fun.]
[ is she really surprised bellamy doesn't have it delivered? it's an option he doesn't take, mostly because he never thinks of it. fetching dinner means he gets out of his apartment and away from his headspace when it gets particularly dark. but octavia doesn't need to know that. ]
[ he smiles, and nudges her with his elbow. ] You want me at your place? I was starting to think you didn't want me around, O.
[ he follows suit, standing up and dusting the back of his jeans off with his hands. he smiles, and thinks to say something smart and most likely weird back to her, but opts not to. if octavia wants him in her space, then he's going to accept the invitation gladly. he's spent all of his life allowing her into his; to know she wants to show him what's finally hers means more to bellamy than he wants to let on. ]
You want the dogs at yours?
[ zelo's glancing over his shoulder at them, tail sweeping against the ground. nike's picking herself up to come back over to them now that they've moved. it's all about the promise of being the centre of attention with that one. ]
[ it's probably not the first time she's had him to hers but maybe it's the first time she's actually invited him over instead of something that occurs naturally. ]
Yeah, they can come. [ another stride for her. but she's pretty sure that she's never going to get used to or be okay with that snowgie thing. she pulls her keys out of the pocket of her probably-too-short shorts before heading towards the door.]
[ bellamy lingers behind to round up the dogs, bending slightly so he can tap his legs as a gesture for them to come forward and to him. nike bounds toward him happily and brushes right by him, but zelo's a harder sell. ]
[ eventually, he comes. ]
[ he doesn't reach down to grab them by a collar they don't wear or the scruff of their necks. unsurprisingly, bellamy's trained them to behave. they're like his gunners, if a little hairier and needier than the kids who had formed his militia back home. ]
[ cocking his head to the side, he looks at her with a smile. ] Lead the way.
[ octavia wouldn't like the dogs as much if she knew he thought of them in that way, like those kids he'd riled up and held under his thumb in an attempt to keep them on the ground without any adults. octavia still had mixed feelings about all of that.
she wasn't think about home for now, her stomach was churning with the sudden and new need for food even if she'd already had an early dinner.
she gets them inside and towards the elevator, pressing the button as her spine straightens in anticipation of the ride up. she's just a floor lower than bellamy and two apartments over.]
[ packing two dogs inside of an elevator is difficult when they're not shoved inside of purses. they're too big and they're too curious, and bellamy finds it amusing how they've been inside this elevator many times over and yet still press their snouts to every corner they can sniff. ]
[ he leans against the back wall, watching the numbers on top of the two doors begin to count. zelo brushes against his leg as nike's tail whacks octavia's. they enjoy the elevator ride more than he does, and he doubts octavia's particularly happy to be inside of the box again. ]
[ glancing over at octavia, he smiles. ] You didn't have to do that.
[ octavia has trouble with it when it's just her in the elevator. being crammed into the metal box with two dogs and her brother isn't ideal. she just has to remind herself that she isn't in the floor, that she's upright and in a matter of seconds, they'll be free of it. ]
I know, [ she says with a shrug, the "but i wanted to" is implied with the shrug. her fingers nervously tap on her arms, her eyes closing for a moment. the first elevator ride had been a fun novelty, now it wasn't any of that. when the door dings, she starts and is ready to get the hell off.]
[ fortunately for octavia, she doesn't need to worry about pulling a dog by the scruff of its neck from the corner of the elevator. he almost doesn't make it off with nike's head refusing to lift from where she's sniffing the rug on the floor, but he manages. ]
[ the dogs follow, tails wagging, drifting off to the sides but ultimately following their leader obediently. he makes sure to stay a few steps behind octavia to allow her to lead, and to bring up the rear of their little party. the last thing either of them need is for someone who lives on her floor to give her a hard time about the two beasts that seem too fond of following her. ]
I'm sure they'll like it. The toys. You know they like you, right?
I kind of figured it out-- [ she looks back at him with a perked eyebrow before looking at the dogs as they follow her to her own front door. considering they both sniff her like crazy each time she comes over and one or both of them like it when she pets them or pays them attention, she thinks she's got a pretty good in with them.
the walk isn't all that long, they go past two apartments before they reach hers, she twirls her keys on the ring before she goes to unlock the door to her apartment. ]
[ following her, he calls the dogs over, feeling nike nudge him with her nose as he stands to the side of her door. he doesn't try to pull the dogs back once she opens it; they push by both of them to enter her apartment, sniffing the walls, corners, furniture, carpet. ]
Hey! [ he leans in the door way and rolls his eyes. sounding exasperated, he watches as the dogs try and explore each surface of her apartment quickly. ] Come on.
Good luck, [ she snorts when he tries and fails to control his dogs. she doesn't care where they go in her apartment, they're welcome to spend the whole time sniffing if they want, so long as they don't do anything to the little collection of sands and plants she's slowly gathering from her various adventures.
she moves to set her keys down before grabbing the bag left on the little table in her kitchen area, pulling out two rawhide bones and tossing them towards the livingroom with two loud clunks.]
Get 'em. [ that'll keep them distracted, she thinks before she moves to kitchen.]
Okay, I have... this oven pizza stuff. Or left over... [ her brow furrows as she tries to remember the name.] Pad Th-- Thai. It's like noodles. Or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
[ following her inside, he makes sure to close her door behind them. the dogs look up to notice where she is in her apartment before they go about sniffing again — and become distracted once more when she tosses them a gift. bellamy can't help but smile, shaking his head. ]
Whatever you want, O.
[ he drops onto the couch, head resting against the back of it as he stares up at her ceiling. being in octavia's own space, one that has bits of her actually noticeable for anyone to come in and see, will always be a nice surprise for him. they'd had to keep any evidence of her hidden, mostly tossing it beneath the floor or never giving her anything that couldn't be passed off as his. ]
[ he thinks mom would like it, but he doesn't say as much. ]
[ after realising his answer hadn't been helpful, he opts to not be so indecisive and dependent on her to make a choice. ]
[ the first week she'd been in the city, octavia struggled with having her own space. for a long time, she left it as it came, she didn't personalize anything, she was meticulous in cleaning up the place to leave little to no trace of her. it was conditioned after years of living like that. then the second week, she went through a rebellious stage, when she was finally getting comfortable, that she left everything out, let her clothes hang on furniture, made loud noises, danced around to music...
it was her space. her own. and the novelty had yet to wear off yet.]
Okay. [ she moves to preheat the oven. she learned that on her own too. she'd had enough of the pizzas to know exactly what temperature was needed before she went to the freezer to pull out a pizza.]
But you choose what we watch. [ since she's been sort of choosing since she got here.]
[ leaning forward, he rests his arms on his legs, ready to move. but it's quite clear to him octavia doesn't need him to help her out anymore. he simply sits where he is, an eye on the dogs as they busy themselves and lie down as though they own her apartment, and one on her as she moves around confidently. ]
[ it's all bellamy's really wanted for her, and finds it doesn't look odd at all. ]
[ he smiles when he teases, ] You really want me to pick? I could pick something that's really crap.
You could? [ she laughs, moving to pull out two beers.] I think you mean you will pick something that's really crap. [ she holds up said beers.] Want one? [ yes, maybe she's seeing if there will be any big brother mode in action or if he'll have a drink with his sister.]
[ bellamy's taste isn't crap all the time. it feels like one of those challenges: i bet you'll pick something that's really shit, but it's been designed to make him sleect something that's actually incredibly decent. considering the types of things he likes to watch, he doesn't doubt octavia wouldn't enjoy them. she hasn't seen everything, and despite his year of being in eudio, neither has he. anything is better than what they had, which was nothing at all. ]
[ he settles, though, when she holds up the beer. his expression is definitely big brother — he sighs and looks at her with a slightly raised brow — and it's on the tip of his tongue to tell her not to keep that crap in her fridge, but he nods his head. ]
Yeah. [ he smiles and teases, ] I'm going to need it if I'm hanging around you.
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You're such a pain in my ass. [ bellamy reaches out to wrap his arm around her shoulders, uncaring if him pulling her toward him is welcome or not. he kisses the top of her head, and looks out toward nike, who's rolling around on the grass before flopping over and remaining still. ]
[ zelo remains in front of her, tail wagging slowly before it stops sweeping along the pavement. when he looks back to her, his arm remains around her shoulders. ] You going to be okay?
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I'm always okay. [ because of him. although that's not easy to admit that much, even if it's the truth. she backs up at him--] Are you?
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[ he thinks to answer back with i'm fine. it's the default response of bellamy blake, after all, and he enjoys being consistent. but he watches octavia with the dog, and thinks to tell her everything — things from home, how clarke and he had ended things, what had occurred in the space between him arriving and her returning — but he figures it's for another time. ]
I'll be okay.
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honestly, she's a little surprised when he says something other than his default lie. the one he says to save face or rather, save her from feeling anything but comforted. she glances at him again.]
Maybe she'll come back.
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[ he hardly lets himself hope outside of octavia. when he'd heard of the kids being dropped to the ground, he'd hoped his plan to get on that dropship and find octavia would work. while half of it did the moment those doors closed, he had to wait until they'd dropped to the ground safely to find her. ]
[ for anyone else, he hardly makes it a point to appear hopeful. he tricks himself into believing he isn't, either. he hadn't wanted to hope for clarke to turn around. he hadn't wanted to hope things between himself and raven would get easier. he hadn't wanted to hope octavia would come back to the city. ]
Maybe.
[ he pauses, and thinks to leave his answer at that. for anyone else, he wouldn't give as much as he has to octavia. but she's his sister, and if there's anyone in the world who's his person, it's her. ]
Hopefully. It was nice having her around.
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octavia would miss that.]
Can we just go inside and eat pizza and watch a movie?
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[ despite having the chance to have his fridge filled to the brim with crap inside of it, from drinks to leftovers and everything in between, bellamy still keeps it almost empty. only the essentials go in there, even after a year of having the chance to indulge himself and go wild. ]
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I have food at my place.
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[ he smiles, and nudges her with his elbow. ] You want me at your place? I was starting to think you didn't want me around, O.
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And you're stupid if you think that. [ she moves to stand up, pushing zelo gently backward so she can without hitting him.]
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You want the dogs at yours?
[ zelo's glancing over his shoulder at them, tail sweeping against the ground. nike's picking herself up to come back over to them now that they've moved. it's all about the promise of being the centre of attention with that one. ]
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Yeah, they can come. [ another stride for her. but she's pretty sure that she's never going to get used to or be okay with that snowgie thing. she pulls her keys out of the pocket of her probably-too-short shorts before heading towards the door.]
I don't have dog food if they need that though.
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[ bellamy lingers behind to round up the dogs, bending slightly so he can tap his legs as a gesture for them to come forward and to him. nike bounds toward him happily and brushes right by him, but zelo's a harder sell. ]
[ eventually, he comes. ]
[ he doesn't reach down to grab them by a collar they don't wear or the scruff of their necks. unsurprisingly, bellamy's trained them to behave. they're like his gunners, if a little hairier and needier than the kids who had formed his militia back home. ]
[ cocking his head to the side, he looks at her with a smile. ] Lead the way.
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she wasn't think about home for now, her stomach was churning with the sudden and new need for food even if she'd already had an early dinner.
she gets them inside and towards the elevator, pressing the button as her spine straightens in anticipation of the ride up. she's just a floor lower than bellamy and two apartments over.]
I got them some toys.
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[ he leans against the back wall, watching the numbers on top of the two doors begin to count. zelo brushes against his leg as nike's tail whacks octavia's. they enjoy the elevator ride more than he does, and he doubts octavia's particularly happy to be inside of the box again. ]
[ glancing over at octavia, he smiles. ] You didn't have to do that.
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I know, [ she says with a shrug, the "but i wanted to" is implied with the shrug. her fingers nervously tap on her arms, her eyes closing for a moment. the first elevator ride had been a fun novelty, now it wasn't any of that. when the door dings, she starts and is ready to get the hell off.]
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[ the dogs follow, tails wagging, drifting off to the sides but ultimately following their leader obediently. he makes sure to stay a few steps behind octavia to allow her to lead, and to bring up the rear of their little party. the last thing either of them need is for someone who lives on her floor to give her a hard time about the two beasts that seem too fond of following her. ]
I'm sure they'll like it. The toys. You know they like you, right?
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the walk isn't all that long, they go past two apartments before they reach hers, she twirls her keys on the ring before she goes to unlock the door to her apartment. ]
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[ following her, he calls the dogs over, feeling nike nudge him with her nose as he stands to the side of her door. he doesn't try to pull the dogs back once she opens it; they push by both of them to enter her apartment, sniffing the walls, corners, furniture, carpet. ]
Hey! [ he leans in the door way and rolls his eyes. sounding exasperated, he watches as the dogs try and explore each surface of her apartment quickly. ] Come on.
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she moves to set her keys down before grabbing the bag left on the little table in her kitchen area, pulling out two rawhide bones and tossing them towards the livingroom with two loud clunks.]
Get 'em. [ that'll keep them distracted, she thinks before she moves to kitchen.]
Okay, I have... this oven pizza stuff. Or left over... [ her brow furrows as she tries to remember the name.] Pad Th-- Thai. It's like noodles. Or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
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Whatever you want, O.
[ he drops onto the couch, head resting against the back of it as he stares up at her ceiling. being in octavia's own space, one that has bits of her actually noticeable for anyone to come in and see, will always be a nice surprise for him. they'd had to keep any evidence of her hidden, mostly tossing it beneath the floor or never giving her anything that couldn't be passed off as his. ]
[ he thinks mom would like it, but he doesn't say as much. ]
[ after realising his answer hadn't been helpful, he opts to not be so indecisive and dependent on her to make a choice. ]
You wanted pizza. We should have pizza.
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it was her space. her own. and the novelty had yet to wear off yet.]
Okay. [ she moves to preheat the oven. she learned that on her own too. she'd had enough of the pizzas to know exactly what temperature was needed before she went to the freezer to pull out a pizza.]
But you choose what we watch. [ since she's been sort of choosing since she got here.]
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[ it's all bellamy's really wanted for her, and finds it doesn't look odd at all. ]
[ he smiles when he teases, ] You really want me to pick? I could pick something that's really crap.
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[ bellamy's taste isn't crap all the time. it feels like one of those challenges: i bet you'll pick something that's really shit, but it's been designed to make him sleect something that's actually incredibly decent. considering the types of things he likes to watch, he doesn't doubt octavia wouldn't enjoy them. she hasn't seen everything, and despite his year of being in eudio, neither has he. anything is better than what they had, which was nothing at all. ]
[ he settles, though, when she holds up the beer. his expression is definitely big brother — he sighs and looks at her with a slightly raised brow — and it's on the tip of his tongue to tell her not to keep that crap in her fridge, but he nods his head. ]
Yeah. [ he smiles and teases, ] I'm going to need it if I'm hanging around you.
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