Stupid adorable characters
with their stupid fiery chemistry
and their stupid obvious sexual tension
and their stupid perfect-couple-ness
Damn you. Damn you to hell.
Scottish Tumbr Photoset #9
Or, “the one where kissing is easier than admitting feelings”. Kabby fluffs for thebloodwhisperer. PG-ish, Abby’s POV.
The first time is an accident, you swear. He’s off on one of his brilliant ideas, something about security measures that are somewhere between unnecessary and borderline impossible given the number of people needed to pull them off, and you know that man well enough to know that telling him to stop talking will only make things that much worse. Making him shut up, on the other hand, is… also not a great idea, but slightly more likely to work. So you do, two steps forward and lean in and kiss him and hope that the shock is enough to be effective.
Another little Kabby one-shot because I can’t stop myself when it comes to these two, I really can’t. Angst ahead, you have been warned. Set shortly after Jake’s death and Clarke’s imprisonment and involving a short scene between them in her room.