Thread: The 100: Will they survive? (Sketchyequine x randomname98766789)

When Clarke agreed to sharing the bed, Finn wasted no time. The male crawled beside of Clarke and plopped down onto the mattress after kicking off his shoes. Of course, the bed in his prison cell was incomparable to this mattress. Even after the aging, it was quite comfortable. Furthermore, Finn could not even recall a bed in his pre-arrest days that felt this comfortable. Perhaps the company played a huge role into his relaxed state, but it felt true nonetheless. His eyes had closed, not in an attempt to sleep, but to simply rest and live for that moment. The silence was broken by Clarke who had an interesting idea. The proposition alone made him smile. She wanted to draw him? Of course. I dont mind that at all. Finn responded truthfully. Deciding to be a good model for her, he attempted to stay still in whatever pose Clarke would have liked him to hold. It might have been difficult, but he found it easy to pass time. Since Clarke was busy drawing and sketching him, Finn stole many, many glances at the blonde. She was the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen. This did wonders for him, because his eyes were basically glued on her. If she would have questioned him about staring, he would have just simply countered with holding the pose. While it was partly true, she was easy on the eyes. It was something Finn wanted to see every day for the rest of his life, honestly. He did hope this friendship they had formed was indeed long-lasting. At first, he was upset that nobody else volunteered to join them. Now? He was somewhat happy because it meant Clarke was all to himself. Obviously, he had no right or anything to want her for himself since they were not even in a relationship, but for some reason, the thought of Clarke drawing someone else caused jealousy. After it ended, Finn crawled towards Clarke again. This time, when he sprawled out against the mattress, their bodies were close. In fact, their legs were touching and this was not an accident. Finn was testing the waters, so to say. He wanted to get a feel for how Clarke might react to something like this. The male wanted to make his move on Clarke, but not in the traditional sense. Did Finn like the idea of making love to Clarke? Of course. However, that was not his primary goal. Instead, Finn was quite the romantic even though not a single person could have ever pictured it. As much as he was picturing Clarke naked as she drew him, he was also picturing cheesy, romantic shit like taking her on a date or cuddling with her tonight. He thought about how soft her lips felt against his and how beautiful her eyes were. In essence, he had just as many, or maybe more, fantasies about Clarke and becoming romantic with her than just having sex with her. Finn was not the type of man that wanted a one-night stand as crazy as it sounded. It might sound clich but he was truly not like most guys. Clarke, that looks incredible. I knew you were an amazing artist, but thiswow. His surprise and excitement was genuine. It almost felt like he was looking in the mirror. I dont know how you do it, but you must be the best artist that has ever existed. Wow. Finn added, a true, genuine, charming smile on his face as he turned, looking into Clarkes eyes.