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    “Uh huh,” she murmurs, absentminded, her eyes falling on the skin of his exposed arms, hardened with scars, the flash of a tattoo at the flex of his bicep, “so what were you doing before?”

    “I was an accountant.” he says, completely straight-faced.

    Or; Clarke hires a farmhand. He’s not supposed to turn out to be a werewolf.

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    Bellamy is invited to spend Christmas with the Griffin-Millers, and he shows his gratitude by seducing his best friend's sixteen year-old sister.

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    Clarke doesn't make it back in time to be on the rocket. Neither does Murphy.

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    Clarke and Bellamy are two people who, though they share the same best friend, don’t like each other at all—at least, until they start to like each other a little too much.
    “And they were roommates” AU.

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    He’d remembered learning in Bio once about major histocompatibility complex, which had something to do with a person’s unique scent, and how some scientists thought that the more different a person’s histocompatibility was from yours, the more likely you were to be attracted to them. On a base, instinctive level. By scent. By sight. By sheer proximity.

    Bellamy wasn’t great at science, so he didn’t actually know what the fuck that meant. But whatever his histocompatibility something-or-other was, it had gone fucking haywire when Clarke Griffin had walked into the room. Blonde hair, upturned lips, blue eyes, dimpled chin, soft figure, hard gaze. She smelled delicately flowery, but she looked like she could kill you. She was a wrecking ball to the solar plexus. And he absolutely did not have the strength for it.

    She’d KO’d him in one look.

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