[ ✕ ; BELLAMY ]

The smirk remained for a moment, his amusement over the other’s
words still there. He shrugged “But what if I wanted you to?” He asked,
his voice teasing before sobering up at the realization that he was actually being serious. Bellamy hesitated his hand moving to rub at his neck nervously.

“————————-Um I could belong to you too, I guess..” He said softly blushing averting his gaze.

Eyes locked on Bellamy again for a heartbeat, and
then wandered off past his shoulder. Scarlet crept
up his neck, fingers jittery within the jacket pockets.
Mind scattering, he snagged a thought and held onto
it; when had Bellamy switched from Royal Dick, to
Blush-worthy? ( And since when did he BLUSH? )

❝ So ————————what now? ❞ Hating the 
UNCERTAINTY in his voice, his jaw clenched, gaze
remaining averted.

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An eye roll, lips pressing firmly together and sloping
downward. ❝ I’m not going to say it again, Bellamy. ❞
Pausing, hands digging into his pockets and gaze
flickering away. His confidence wasn’t so pronounced
now.

❝ ————————-Yes, it is so. ❞