#i knew there was a shirt with this phrase on it thank u jasper

[glassofpumpkinjuice]

finally made this mental connection fully

[murphysluv-blog]

Prompt request #4

Request from anon: can u do a smutty fic with jasper jordan and #10 from the prompt list!

10: “If your serious, show me.”

okay so this is going to be my first smut, and it’s not gonna be super hardcore or anything but i will try my best as always!

Word count: 1,963

Warnings: SmUt and swearing and the usual

You felt like a total loser around everyone else from the 100. Everyone else was constantly getting laid and messing around, and you had never even kissed a boy. Even Monty was getting laid. Occasionally, when everyone was drunk, someone would try to kiss you or sleep with you and you would get too nervous and run away. Immediately regretting it, you just wanted to feel what everyone else was feeling. Tonight, no matter who it was with, you were going to fuck someone. You set that goal for yourself and go to work on your tasks for the day. 

“Hey Y/N, are you finally going to drink with us tonight?” Jasper said shooting you a smile.

“Actually, yes. I am looking forward to it.” You say with a nervous smile. God, if they only knew what you planned for tonight. 

“Sweet! See you then.” He happily walks away, always having that extra little pep in his step. You giggle and are spun around by an unknown person. 

“I have an idea.” The unknown person is Harper, and she has a very giddy grin on her face.

“Oh this can’t be good.” You say looking at her with stressed eyes.

“Okay so I know, you want to-mess around-and I am also aware that Jasper would also like to mess around. Are you following along?” She says with bright eyes and a big smile.

“Wait-me and Jasper-I’ve never thought about him like that.” You spit out, stuttering because of this sudden idea.

“Well, just think about it. I also happen to know, Jasper doesn’t just want to sleep with anyone, he wants to sleep with you.” This announcement brings a slight jump in your heart. Someone who isn’t drunk wanting to sleep with you makes you extremely happy, and the fact that it’s Jasper makes it even better.

“Why me? I’m pretty sure everyone knows I’m a virgin and is not interested.” You say whilst gesturing down towards your body. 

“Holy shit your a virgin??” Harper exclaims a little louder than you would have liked.

“Everyone knows that.” You cross your arms, uncomfortable with all the stares you were getting from those who had heard Harper’s recent announcement.

“Um, no. Everyone wants to sleep with you. Everyone.” She emphasizes the everyone and you scoff.

“Bullshit. If everyone wanted to sleep with me, then why am I still a virgin?”

“Honestly, everyone just thinks your um, kind of a prude?” She says sheepishly.

“What?! I’ve been trying to get laid for weeks and I’m not because everyone thinks I’m a prude?” You say, this time your louder than you had hoped for. A few nearby males, including Jasper and Monty, turn and look at you wide eyed.

“Okay well since this convo has taken a turn, I will leave you to be gawked at and presumably asked to sleep with many different guys! Enjoy your new status!” Harper runs away with a loud giggle. Thanks a lot, Harps. Your face turns bright red, as you see Monty and Jasper staring at you, mouths slightly open in shock. Somehow a wave of courage washes over you, and you walk in front of both of them, and say potentially the weirdest thing you have ever said.

“Don’t think of me different. Girls like sex too.” You shrug and turn around, walking back to your work zone. 

After a relatively easy day of just rationing and doing random chores around camp, the weekly routine of everyone getting drunk ensues. You can see people gathering around a fire, and people passing cups of moonshine around. You breathe in, and out and walk over to the main crowd. Your eyes scan and look for Jasper. You can’t see him, but you see Harper and push through to her.

“Hey. I have arrived and am looking for my willing participant.” You say jokingly. 

“I can see your willing participant, and he is flirting with Octavia.” Harper says grumpily, pointing to an unamused looking Octavia and a drunk Jasper. 

“Are you kidding me? I came here to fuck Jasper and now he’s trying to fuck someone else.” You actually whisper that to Harper this time and no one else hears. Harper gives you a sympathetic look and then her eyes light up.

“Oh no.” You groan as Harper shuffles through the crowd and grabs Jasper by the collar. You try and keep your cool, pulling at the fabric of your shirt to relive your nerves. Accidentally pulling your shirt down, and letting some cleavage slip out the top. As Harper stomps Jasper back over to you, you smile.

“Welcome back to where you belong!” Harper says to Jasper pushing him towards you.

“Glad to be back.” He says blushing, looking down at your cleavage quickly, before staring back up at your face. 

“Well, I have people to do. Goodbye, friends.” Harper spins off and away towards a group of boys.

“Oh harps. Well, I have people to do as well!” You say, a disappointed look crossing Jaspers face before you grab his hand and pull him along with you towards your tent.

“Woah there, um-are you-” Jasper mumbles grabbing the back of his neck.

“Do you not want to fuck me?” You say flat out. If he didn’t want to, you didn't want to.

“What? No-of course, I really want to but-”

“Okay, then shut up, and come on.” You pull him into your tent and zip it up behind you. You spin around towards a nervous, worried Jasper. You walk up to him and you slowly take your shirt off. You cross your arms and pull the fabric away from your skin, leaving you in just your bra. He breathes in through his teeth and grins. You reach down and pull your pants all the way down quickly this time.

“Come on, your turn.” You say walking closer to him grabbing at the hem of his shirt. He stays silent as he takes short, quick breathes and removes his shirt. He pulls off his shirt and before he can take off his pants all the way you grab him by the neck and kiss him. It wasn’t a warm kiss. It was a needy, deep, lustful kiss and you loved it. As you grabbed the back of his neck and placed your other hand flat on his chest, he got more into the groove of things. He placed his hands around your waist, and began trying to unhook your bra without breaking the kiss. Surprisingly, he succeeds and pulls the straps down your arms. He breaks the kiss for only a moment to admire your breasts. 

“God, you are the hottest girl I have ever seen.” He says staring down at you.

“If your serious, show me.” You say seductively, your hormones taking over your body. He starts kissing and sucking on your neck while kneading and playing with your boobs with his hands. You feel short of breath and surprise yourself with a gasp followed by a moan when he sucks harder on your neck.

“Please-oh fuck.” You mumble as he continues to work his lips down your body towards your breasts. He pauses to kick off his pants the rest of the way and he starts to pull down your underwear. His lips meet yours again and you moan into the kiss. You have somehow managed to become pressed against the bed frame and are being pushed towards the bed. You fall back onto the bed, pulling Jasper with you. Your legs are open and his crotch is angled towards you. You continue to make out intensely and you pull at his hair. You reach down and rub his cock through his underwear. He lets out a loud groan and pulls his underwear off. You continue to paw at him and give him a half-way handjob while you kiss. 

“Can we-” He takes a deep breathe in, “fuck now?” He is begging with his eyes, but he doesn’t need too, you happily oblige. 

“Yes, Oh god, please.” Your a mess underneath his hands, a puddle of oh gods and pleases. 

“I know your a virgin, I heard harper this morning. I’ll go easy on you.” He smirks and laughs a little. The fact that he isn’t a virgin is slightly surprising to you, but your relieved at least one of you is sure what your doing. He reaches down and hovers over you, he looks back up at you and begins to kiss you again as he enters you. You let out a deep groan into the kiss, and he pulls his lips away for a second to make sure your okay and fine with this. You nod for him to keep going and he joins your lips again. As he falls into rhythm you throw your head back, already feeling an approaching orgasm. He whispers in your ear, sweet, rough phrases you would never expect him to say. He sure is full of surprises tonight. Your stomach tightens and you feel the sensation starting to spread across your body. He reaches down and grabs at your boobs, kneading them again. This sets you over the edge and you transform into a moaning mess. He follows shortly after, pulling out and cumming on your stomach. 

“Fuck-I’m sorry, I didn’t want to cum inside you.” You smile up at him and ‘clean’ yourself off. You fall back on your bed and he falls back next to you.

“I am so glad I know what that feels like now.” You pant out, your body still recovering from the waves of after shock. 

“That was so much better than my first time, Your amazing.” He says staring up at the ceiling.

“I’m amazing, or my body is.” You say unconvinced of where his main pleasure was derived from.

“Both. Both are equally amazing and great.” He says pulling your head into his chest. You smile and nestle in, drifting off to sleep. 

When you wake up, he’s gone. Your legs feel slightly more shaky then normal, and your glad he ‘went easy’ on you. After getting dressed and rushing off to work. You are greeted with many stares and baffled looks. 

“Sex tip number one: cover up the morning after.” Harper slides in to the standing spot next to you. She points to your neck which is covered in a chain of hickeys going from your jaw to past the edge of your shirt.

“Damn it. How am I supposed to cover that.”

“Well, seeing as the whole camp already knows because of a certain someone, It doesn’t matter anymore.” She says nodding her head in the direction of a proud looking Jasper talking to a group of guys, presumably about last nights adventure. 

“Great. Time to go listen to what stories he has to tell.” You say as you wonder up behind Jasper. You don’t announce yourself and you remain quiet, hoping to hear what he has to say to his friends.

“Dude, she’s amazing. You wouldn’t have thought that was her first time, you know what I mean? She was so good and her body is amazing. Her tits-oh man her tits-” He is interrupted by Monty, who had been giving you a sympathetic look since he noticed you standing there.

“Jasper. Behind you.” Jasper spins around greeted by an eyebrow raised and your arms crossed.

“We will discuss this later, for now, I would appreciate you not talking to the guys about my tits. No matter how amazing they may be.” You say the last part after pausing for a moment, it’s for dramatic effect. You leave all the boys dumbfounded and you hear them hollering at Jasper as you walk back to your workzone. Boys will be boys.

BitCH I K=DOTSNVEAJ i do not know what this is or if its good or bad but its long and im tired and my spring break is over and i have school tomorrow and i m SCREWED

[the100imagine]

Imagine: A Shot In The Dark.

Requested by Anon and minidecalibre Includes: Jasper Jordan x Reader Requests: *a jasper x reader where jasper and the reader has been friends for a long time with jas and monty and monty knew abt the readers crush and vice versa but jas gets in a relationship and doesnt find out abt he reader until theyre almost dead? thank u! * Jasper jordan imagine you are kane his daughter and jasper bumbs into you when you are ln duty and kane sees that

Note: Okay so I decided to put these two together even tho they aren't even, like, similar. I just thought that bc the first one has been done similarly before—and I'm going to be honest there aren't many ways of changing it up—that I would put them together somehow.

I know I have a bunch of requests that my dumbass/lazy ass still hasn't gotten to yet, I just lost motivation in writing *cue the worlds smallest violin* and I'm hoping I have some now seeing as I'm (for some fucking reason) writing two new stories for my Wattpad like the idiot I am.

ANYWAY let's see how this goes.

Update at 12:35am after finishing; LONGER THAN EXPECTED. 

    Down on Earth, you were known as Kane and Kane alone. Nobody bothered to learn your first name considering you were related to Marcus Kane, and they just figured that you would be a clone of him. But as time went on—and they observed you—they learned that you were anything but like the man that locked them up. Although you never honestly cared that much about what they thought, it wasn't like you could pick your family or at least who your parents were.

    Only two people were dumb enough to take you under their wing, and they were Monty Green and Jasper Jordan. Ever since you landed on Earth—and supposedly had been forgiven for all crimes committed on the Ark—you started a new life for yourself.

    In a way, you tried to distance yourself from the man who referred to himself as your father, although, that was difficult when you shared the same name. Not only that but when the war against the Grounders had ended and the Mountain Men kidnapped the remaining delinquents, the slim chance of possibly seeing your father—if the Ark ever made its way down to Earth—had decreased even more.

    The clothes that the Mountain Men had given everyone were nice, but they didn't feel right. They weren't yours, it was wrong. Dante had given the remaining delinquents access to some parts of the mountain, so it was very limited with the places in which you could go and relax by yourself to just think. But you found a corridor that appeared empty and quiet, so you slid down the wall and sat with your back pressed against it, your eyes trained on the bricked wall in front of you.

    "There you are." Monty sat down beside you. You didn't even hear him approach you. Although considering the fact that you were close to a bomb when it went off, it would explain the slight hearing problems.

    "Here I am." You shrugged.

    "What are you doing out here by yourself?" He questioned, bringing his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around his legs.

    "Thinking."

    "What are you thinking about?"

    "My dad and myself."

    "Miss him?"

    "I don't know. I just didn't think that..." You paused, trying to think of a better way to phrase how you were feeling. "I knew, in the back of my mind, that the chance of seeing him again was next to none, you know?" He nodded. "But some small part of me, the part that will always and forever be the little kid who looked by up him, hoped that I would see him again."

    "I get it, it's like me and my mum. I miss her, but I knew I might not see her again when I was put in the Sky Box."

    "It just sucks that they won't find us."

    "Why'd you say that?"

    "Well, I doubt that Dante, and his men, would keep us alive long enough for our parents get to Earth. Or if they're already on Earth, long enough that they get here to the mountain."

    "Keep us alive?"

    "Haven't you noticed we're going missing one-by-one?"

    "That's not true." He shook his head slightly.

    "Where's Harper? Because the last time I saw her was when we went to Dante's office."

    Monty stayed quiet for a minute. "You're right, I just thought I wasn't in the same room at the same time as her."

    "No, Monty, she's been taken. For what? I'm not sure. But I don't doubt that it will be long before we find out ourselves."

    "You're kinda for freaking me out right now."

    You let out a small chuckle at the irony just before a frown made its way to your face. "Why aren't you with Jasp?"

    "He's with Maya..." The expression he held on his face was pity and sadness.

    Of course, Jasper was with Maya. He was almost stuck to her hip as of late, and it was beginning to become annoying. You couldn't really be angry at him though, it wasn't like he knew you were harbouring feelings for him. But it still stung that he chose her, a girl he's just met and barely knows, over someone who was there for him through thick and thin. A sigh left your lips as you rested your head back against the wall, staring at the bright hanging light on the ceiling.

    "Sorry...I know how much you like him." He winced slightly, almost forgetting that you liked Jasper and that would have been a sensitive subject for you.

    "Yeah, and I know how much he likes her."

    Suddenly the phrase 'speak of the devil and he shall appear' happened to be quite literal when both you and Monty turned your heads to the side when you heard Maya and Jasper laugh loudly, holding hands together as they walked down the corridor. You looked down to your hands, picking at the broken skin of your sore knuckles, a soft sigh leaving your lips. Monty turned his head to look at you, once more his expression was pitiful and sad.

    "Sorry." He mouthed as the two 'love birds' approached.

    "Hey, guys," Maya's happy and cheery voice had you suppressing an eye roll.

    "Hey Maya," Monty greeted.

    "Vie." You nodded at her, only using her last name before looking at Jasper. "Jordan." You gave him the same treatment, hoping that the feeling for him would go away if you stopped acting like you cared.

    "Kane," he replied with a confused smile, a small chuckle escaping his mouth—obviously confused at the surname passing your lips instead of the usual 'Jasp' or 'J'.

    "What are you guys doing out here?" Maya questioned, leaning her body against Jasper, her left hand holding onto his upper arm and her right was entangled with his left. "You know, they're serving chocolate cake in the mess hall, right?" It was so hard to hate her when she was so kind.

    "Oh, really?" Monty stuttered out, not liking the thick tension around your body aimed at Maya. "Well, maybe we should go get some, right Kane?" He stood up, holding the wall behind him. Jasper obviously noting something was off.

    "Well, I'm lactose intolerant so..." You started in a quiet tone before Monty yanked you up off the floor, waving goodbye to Jasper and Maya, pulling you away from them.

    Before you both left the corridor, you heard Maya, "I hope she's feeling okay, she seems a little down."

    Then Jasper. "Yeah, maybe." Although he voice was uncertain.

    "Monty!" You whisper-yelled at him as he continued to pull you through the corridors. "What the hell was that?"

    "I thought you were going to smash her head into the wall if she said another word, so I thought for best measure—hoping Jasper wouldn't see you murder someone—that I dragged you away."

    You weren't expecting that. "Smart thinking."

-

    Monty had been sitting on your bed, at the opposite end, chatting with you while Jasper was MIA with Maya. Everyone else was in the mess hall doing something, but you just couldn't be in a room with Maya and Jasper any longer. You swore that if you had to hear the giggles that Maya let out every time Jasper nuzzled his head into her neck or said something before poking her sides you would have set the whole place on fire.

    "Did you see that they were serving fried chicken in this place?"

    "What?" You laughed at his obsession with the food.

    "I've never had it, I mean that's a given, but, it's just so good. I would honestly live off of it."

    "Have fun eating grease."

    "Oh, I will." He laughed before he leaned over, glancing around before raising the level of the music.

    "What's up?" You asked, knowing that he was going to tell you something he shouldn't know about.

    "They've taken someone else. I don't know who. But yesterday, when you said about Harper being gone, I stayed up later than everyone else and I saw that there was another empty bed."

    "They're getting sloppy." Somehow you doubted that they cared if they were found out.

    "They're getting dangerously close to taking one of us next. It could be me or you. Even Jasper. Aren't you going to have more of a reaction?"

    "Monty...We were sent down here to die. I was almost murdered eight times back at camp by the other delinquents just because I was the kid of Marcus Kane. He's all I have in this world...Well, technically outside of this world. I'm losing hope of survival every time I wake up in this place."

    "So, you don't care? If you're taken, I mean."

    "In all honesty?" He nodded his head at you. "I'd be glad."

    "What? Why would you be glad?"

    "I won't be getting murdered by my friends, or murdered by my own father out in space," you started. "I'll be murdered by people who wouldn't have ever cared about me in the first place. I find peace in that."

    "You're just weird."

    "If I'm next, at least now you know that I'll be okay with it, you won't have to worry about me."

    "But I will worry about you." Monty stared at you. "I'm pretty sure Jasper will freak out."

    "Please." You scoffed. "I doubt he even remembers that I exist." You shook your head, picking at the frayed ends of the shirt you were wearing. "He probably wouldn't even notice."

    Monty frowned at you. He wasn't sure what these people were feeding you, but it wasn't the same as what he was having. You seemed different, even more so than usual. Maybe you knew something he didn't, but he doubted that because you tell him everything. You even told him how you thought you were in love with Jasper, which was a big secret between the two of you. You turned the music down a bit just as the others began to enter the dorm room.

-

    When you woke up the room was dark, it smelt different to the usual dorm room. For some reason, you weren't able to move your body. You struggled against whatever it was that was keeping you from moving, only to hear the sound of metal clinking together and the sound of leather stretching. Your eyes struggled to adapt to the darkness, but you tried glancing down to your arms, only to see legs of a table.

    You soon realised that you were face down on a medical table, strapped down in harnesses keeping you from escaping. A groan left your lips as your forehead stung. You weren't sure how long you had been out for, but your neck felt sore, almost like you had needles pressed against your skin. The searing pain began to get worse and worse as you came more around and aware of your surroundings.

    A scream left your lips as a face came to view. It was Cage Wallace, Dante's son. "Well rise and shine, it's only been a couple of days, but at last we're finally ready for your bone marrow."

    "What?" Your voice was panicked.

    "Oh, don't worry." He shook his head, shuffling his feet as he continued to crouch down to see you. "You probably won't live for much longer, so the pain won't last for long," he spoke as if it were no big deal.

    "Why are you doing this?" Tears built up in your eyes.

    "We deserve to live on the surface, it's where we belong."

    "Well find another way!" You yelled, struggling against the holds.

    "Oh, no, no. We've found that the delinquents bone marrow is a far better treatment for us. You see while you were in space, your bodies adapted to filter out solar radiation from the sun, therefore the radiation down on Earth means nothing to your mutated cells. While the Grounders—you remember them, don't you? Well, the Grounders, they just didn't do an as good of a job as you kids." He poked your nose with a smile. Clearly deranged.

    "Please..."

    "Please? You want me to get started?" He assumed. "Of course!" He stood up. The sound of a drill started up.

    "No!" You screamed. "No, get me out of here! Monty! Monty help me!"

    "No one's going to help you, they're all tied up. Well, Monty isn't. He's not here." You weren't sure what he meant, but that made the tears fall down your cheeks faster, your screams turned to pained sobs as the drill pierced the skin of your hip bone. A loud deafening scream erupted from your lips as the drill continued to the bone, extracting your bone marrow, painfully.

-

    When you woke up, your body was on a different medical bed. This time you were able to see everything around you, even though it was through blurred vision. The cave walls were surrounded by the remaining delinquents, including Abby and your dad. You were pretty sure you were hallucinating as a pained laugh fell from your bloodied lips. Of course, he'd be the last thing you'd see before you died.

    "Ready for another go?" Cage placed his hand on your forehead, his other on your thigh as you saw the Mountain Men with drills crowd around you.

    "I'm already dead." You grinned weakly at him. "I can see my dad, I'm already dead so you can go ahead. I'd rather be dead than have my dad actually watch me die."

    "Oh, but he really is here!" Cage grinned back, brushing the sweaty strands of hair from your forehead. "So, really, he is watching you die. How's this for a family reunion?" He laughed before he stared at you, a menacing smile on his face as your eyes widened. He clicked his fingers at the men before he stepped away, his hand leaving your forehead, letting the men begin the extraction once more.

    "Dad?"

    "I'm here, we're going to get you out of here."

    "How?" You asked over the sound of the drill.

    "We have a plan."

    You laughed weakly once more. "Some plan this is." Another scream burned your throat as the drill went into your thigh, your body tensing and struggling against the restraints. The pain began to increase, becoming too much as your vision darkened until there was nothing there, and the feeling soon faded into nothing.

-

    You weren't sure if you were dead. You wouldn't be upset if you were. But a tent ceiling was above you when you woke up once more. You tried to sit up, but hands pushed you back down gently. You looked over and saw Abby smiling a teary-eyed smile at you, stroking your hair back from your face. You furrowed your eyebrows. Were you back on the Ark? But she wasn't on Earth, she was on the Ark still. Was all of that just a dream?

    "Welcome back," she spoke soothingly as she sniffed. "You scared all of us, you wouldn't wake up for days. Then those days turned into weeks. Those weeks turned into a few months." She picked up a damp cloth, dabbing your face. "I sent your father away so he could shower and eat something, he'll be back soon."

    "What happened?"

    "The Mountain Men tried to take your bone marrow. But Clarke had a plan." She nodded, trying to hold back her tears.

    "C-Clarke's alive?" Your voice cracked, your eyes threatened to spill with tears as you tried to sit up, looking for her, a tiny smile almost touching the corners of your mouth.

    Abby looked shocked at your words, Clarke never mentioned that you had been friends, so your reaction wasn't what she was expecting. "Yeah, yeah she is. Along with Bellamy, Raven, Octavia, Monroe, Murphy."

    "Finn?" You raised an eyebrow.

    "He didn't make it."

    "He's safer now." You nodded. "Just like Wells."

    "So are you." She told you, a single tear rolling down her face. "You're awake, you're alive. You might be weak but you're alive!" She whispered at the end, a proud look on her face.

    "Is Jaha here?"

    "Yeah, he's here. He stayed on the Ark for his people to live, but he came down so his people could survive."

    "Touching," you spoke quickly, almost without emotion. "Does he know? About Wells?"

    "Yeah, Murphy took him to his grave. He also went to somewhere called the City of Light."

    "So, who's the Chancellor?"

    "I am."

    "Okay. Am I allowed to sit up, Chancellor?" You smirked.

    "But right now, I'm your doctor." She chuckled a bit. "And of course, you can, just carefully."

    When she helped you up, you saw Monty rush in. "I eavesdropped," he admitted when Abby was about to talk. "I couldn't wait. I know your dad was probably the second person who was meant to see you, but I got excited."

    A small smile reached your lips as you nodded to him, Abby stepped back for you two to talk, saying she was going to go see Raven, while Monty stepped closer. "Hey," you spoke softly.

    "You're alive."

    "So, I've been told. How are you?"

    "Tired. I couldn't sleep, the thought of you never waking up again put me off the idea."

    "Sorry about that."

    "We're safe now, though."

    You nodded. "Is everyone else—?"

    "Yeah. We're okay. Fox..."

    "We'll meet her again, someday. Somewhere better than this place." He nodded in response. "And Jasper?"

    "Heartbroken." You raised an eyebrow. "In order to save our people, I had to switch the fans letting radiation into the mountain. Clarke and Bellamy pulled the lever. The Mountain Men didn't make it," he told you, but you said nothing. "Maya died."

    You gulped, looking down at your bandaged legs. "She didn't deserve that." You shook your head. "If they had used my marrow on her, maybe—"

    "You'd be dead."

    "Maya wouldn't be, and then Jasper would be happy. She shouldn't have died, Monty."

    "I know, but it was the price we had to take, we couldn't just let all of our people die for Maya to maybe live. Besides, they would have taken Jasper at some point."

    "This isn't fair," you mumbled, shaking your head.

-

    Almost a month later, Abby convinced your dad to let you work as one of the guards. That way then he would be able to go outside the wall with you, keep an eye on you, and just all-in-all be close to you. Like he had always wanted. At first, he was reluctant, but with a few words from the remaining delinquents with Bellamy and Lincoln, he was persuaded. You had your own gun and uniform—although it was a little big on you. Even though it wasn't in space, the Ark was still home.

    You were on wall duty, keeping the perimeter checked while some of the guards and Grounders went out to hunt for food. Your dad stayed behind, still worried about your health, which was completely acceptable given that your bone marrow was taken from your body only a couple of months prior. A guard came over to take over your shift, allowing you to stretch your legs and walk around.

    You hadn't spoken to Jasper, not wanting to bring back memories of the mountain for him, along with ones of Maya. It was safer that way. You still hadn't seen Clarke, although Bellamy said she did leave, not wanting to carry the weight of guilt around with her. You would miss her, but she would be back. One day.

    "Oh!" You let out when you bumped into someone. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention—" You stopped talking when you saw Jasper. "Hey."

    "Hey, Kane."

    "Sorry, about bumping into you," you mumbled, trying to get around him.

    "Wait!" He called out, making you stop. "I haven't seen you in a few months. I miss you," he admitted.

    "Really?" He nodded his head. "I thought that you wouldn't want to see me, I wasn't that great of a friend back at—"

    "That's not true. I was the one who left you."

    "You don't have to talk about it."

    "No. I do." His eyes darted across your face, taking every inch of you in. "I was being selfish. It wasn't until I saw all that blood, the tears, or when I heard your screams die down that I realised just how crappy of a friend I had been. I left you for someone I barely knew, someone who I should have known it wasn't going to last with..."

    "Jasper—" You started softly.

    "I'm not done apologising," he interrupted. "I need to let this all out." You nodded your head for him to continue. "Monty told me what you said. The night before you were taken. All of it. He also told me to get my head out of my ass and to realise that the person I've actually liked all along, liked me back, but was one step away from death. I didn't believe him at first, I was upset and angry. So, I let him sit outside the medical tent for weeks, all by himself, when it should have been both of us. Hell, I should have been in there with you holding your goddamn hand!"

    "You don't have to do this to yourself." You shook your head.

    "I need you to know that I like you. Hell, I'm probably even in love with you. But that doesn't make up for the fact that I basically left you for dead for someone who already was dead. The last couple of days, before you woke up, hit me the hardest, because I knew that if you weren't going to wake up anytime soon you wouldn't have woken up at all. That terrified me. More than the thought of Maya dying." He gulped. "I'm just so sorry for everything, I have way more to apologise for, but I feel like this is a good place to start."

    "You don't have to apologise, Jasp, I'm not angry with you." His eyes snapped to yours. "What?"

    "You called me Jasp."

    "Yeah? It's your nickname."

    "All that time in Mount Weather it was Jordan, I haven't heard it in months."

    "Well, you'll be hearing it from now on." You smiled lightly.

    "Can I hug you?"

    "That's a stupid question." He frowned slightly. "You don't have to ask to hug me, Jasp, just hug me." You laughed out before his arms immediately went to wrap around your body. You could tell he wanted to hug you tightly but he didn't want to hurt you, so, he settled for a gentle hug. You wrapped your arms around him, rubbing his back before he pulled away.

    "I'm going to see Monty, but I'll see you later?"

    "Of course." You nodded before you both parted ways.

    "Who was that?" Your dad asked as you made your way over to his table.

    "Just my friend." You shrugged.

    "Just a friend?"

    "Yeah..."

    "Sure. If that's what you want to call it."