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Inside a coffee shop, amidst the scent of roasted beans and the distant murmur of conversations, Clarke found herself deep in thought. Octavia, always keenly observant, noticed her friend's distraction and nudged her playfully.

"Earth to Clarke," she teased, sipping her iced coffee. "What's got you so lost in thought?"

Clarke looked up, the corners of her mouth turning up in a smile. "I'm thinking of planning something special for Lexa. A date night, away from the city."

Octavia's interest was immediately piqued. "That sounds romantic. What do you have in mind?"

"Stargazing," Clarke revealed, her blue eyes shimmering with excitement. "We're always so caught up in our routines; I just want a night where it's just the two of us and the vast universe."

Octavia leaned forward, her expression enthusiastic. "That sounds incredible. But where will you go? City lights make it nearly impossible to see anything."

"I was thinking of driving up to that hill on the outskirts," Clarke mused. "It's remote, quiet, and I've heard the view is spectacular."

A thoughtful look crossed Octavia's face. "That's a great choice. And if you want to make it extra special, you could prepare a little picnic. Make it an entire evening."

Clarke's face lit up at the suggestion. "That's a fantastic idea, O. Lexa's always had a fascination with the cosmos. It would mean so much to her."

Octavia watched Clarke carefully, sensing there was something her friend wasn't sharing. "You seem really invested in this, Clarke. Anything else on your mind?"

Clarke hesitated for a fraction of a second, her heart racing. "Just… I want it to be perfect," she replied, evading the real depth of her intentions.

Octavia smiled softly, respecting Clarke's choice to keep some secrets close to her chest. "Well, with the effort you're putting in, I'm sure it will be a night neither of you will ever forget."

Clarke returned the smile, grateful for Octavia's support. "Thanks, O. Here's hoping the stars align for us that night."

And as they continued to chat about the finer details of the plan, Clarke's heart swelled with anticipation and hope, knowing that the evening would hold more than just the promise of stars.

The familiar hum of their apartment welcomed Clarke as she stepped through the door, shrugging off her coat. The soft, golden glow of the setting sun streamed through the window blinds, painting patterns on the hardwood floor. Lexa, engrossed in a book on the couch, looked up as Clarke entered.

"Hey," Lexa greeted, her lips curling into a warm smile.

Clarke felt her heart flutter, as it always did when faced with that smile. "Hey," she echoed, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves.

Walking over to where Lexa sat, Clarke settled next to her, their fingers instinctively entwining. "I was thinking," Clarke began, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness, "how do you feel about going out with me on Saturday night?"

Lexa raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her green eyes. "Are you asking me out on a date, Clarke Griffin?"

Clarke chuckled, her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink. "Maybe. Is that okay?"

Lexa pretended to consider the offer for a moment, her expression playfully stern. "Hmm, a date with the most beautiful woman I know? It's a tough decision."

Clarke playfully nudged her, laughing. "Stop teasing."

Lexa grinned, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on Clarke's lips. "Of course, I'd love to. Where are you taking me?"

Clarke smirked. "It's a surprise. But I promise you'll love it."

Lexa looked into Clarke's eyes, seeing the genuine excitement and love reflected there. "With you, I have no doubt."

The two women smiled at each other, both appreciating the depth of their bond. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, their world was illuminated by the promise of another beautiful memory together.

The hum of the engine filled the air as Clarke drove, the city lights fading into the distance behind them. The road stretched ahead, leading them towards the hill on the outskirts of the city. The dashboard illuminated their faces, casting a soft glow against the encroaching darkness.

Lexa, trying her best to play along with the surprise, looked out of the window, her eyes scanning the landscape. As the minutes ticked by, her curiosity bubbled up, and she finally turned to Clarke with an inquisitive grin.

"Alright, Griffin," Lexa began playfully, "I've been patient, but where are you taking me?"

Clarke chuckled, stealing a quick glance at Lexa. "A little more patience, Lex. We're almost there."

Lexa smirked, "An architect needs to know her surroundings. You're taking me into uncharted territory here."

"That's the point," Clarke replied, her voice soft and teasing. "Sometimes, it's good to step out of the blueprints and into the unknown."

Lexa laughed, shaking her head. "Always so poetic, aren't you?"

Before Clarke could respond, they reached the summit of the hill. Parking the car, Clarke motioned for Lexa to follow her. As they stepped out, the vast expanse of the starry sky revealed itself, unhindered by city lights.

Lexa's eyes widened in awe. "Clarke… this is breathtaking."

Clarke wrapped her arm around Lexa's waist, pulling her close. "I thought you'd like it. Just the two of us, under the stars."

Lexa leaned into Clarke, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's perfect. Thank you."

Clarke smiled, pressing a gentle kiss on Lexa's forehead. "Anything for you."

The night sky twinkled brilliantly above, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of stars. The soft chirping of crickets added to the ambiance of the secluded hilltop.

After taking a moment to admire the view, Clarke moved towards the trunk of the car, retrieving a rolled-up picnic blanket and a wicker basket. Lexa watched with growing interest, her green eyes reflecting the luminescence of the Milky Way.

With practiced ease, Clarke spread the blanket on the soft grass, ensuring it was laid out smoothly. She then opened the basket, revealing a bottle of rich red wine, accompanied by an assortment of cheeses and crackers, their aromas blending delightfully in the cool night air.

"Come," Clarke beckoned with a soft smile, patting the spot next to her on the blanket.

Lexa, still caught up in the enchanting setup, approached with a smile of her own. "You've thought of everything," she remarked, lowering herself gracefully onto the blanket.

Clarke chuckled, pouring the wine into two glasses. "Well, I had to make sure our celestial date night was up to standard."

Lexa took the offered glass, her fingers brushing against Clarke's for a moment. "You've exceeded all standards," she whispered, taking a sip of the wine and savoring its deep flavors.

Clarke joined Lexa on the blanket, their shoulders touching. The two women sat in companionable silence for a moment, simply enjoying the serenity of the night and the warmth of each other's presence.

"To us," Clarke toasted, raising her glass.

Lexa clinked her glass against Clarke's. "To us and nights like these."

The night was still, the only sounds being the occasional rustle of the breeze, the crickets and their soft conversations. The blanket beneath them felt like their own private island, a space reserved just for them amidst the vastness of the universe.

Clarke reached into the basket, extracting a piece of cheese and placing it delicately on a cracker. She handed it to Lexa with a playful grin. "Try this," she urged, her eyes shining with mischief.

Lexa raised an eyebrow, taking the offered morsel and biting into it. The flavors melded perfectly, the sharpness of the cheese complementing the crispness of the cracker. "Delicious," she murmured, her gaze meeting Clarke's. "You always know how to pick the best."

Clarke laughed, pouring more wine into their glasses. The deep red liquid shimmered under the celestial light, looking almost as enchanting as the sky above. "Well, I do have excellent taste," she teased, gesturing between the wine, the food, and Lexa herself.

Lexa chuckled, taking a sip from her glass. The wine warmed her from the inside, its rich notes enhancing the serenity of the moment. "Can't argue with that."

They sat there, the city skyline in the distance serving as a subtle reminder of the world they left behind for this brief escape. The towering buildings glowed with a soft luminescence, their lights mimicking the stars overhead.

"Look there," Clarke pointed upwards, her finger tracing the outline of a constellation. "Orion. Always been one of my favorites."

Lexa leaned in closer, following Clarke's direction. "It's beautiful," she whispered, her voice filled with wonder. "Everything feels so small when you look up at the vastness of the sky."

Clarke nodded in agreement, resting her head on Lexa's shoulder. "It's moments like these that put everything into perspective. The universe is immense, yet here we are, finding our own little piece of eternity."

After Clarke pointed out Orion, Lexa's gaze lingered on the constellation for a moment longer before drifting across the vast expanse of the night sky.

"You know," Lexa began thoughtfully, her finger pointing towards a bright, solitary star, "that's Polaris, the North Star. It's always fascinated me."

Clarke followed Lexa's gaze, a smile forming on her lips. "Guiding sailors and travelers for centuries. It's constant, unwavering."

Lexa nodded. "Exactly. In the ever-changing sky, amidst the swirling galaxies, it remains a steadfast point. A reminder that even in the vastness of the universe, there are things we can always rely on."

She then shifted her focus, her hand moving to trace an imaginary line between a set of stars. "And there's Cassiopeia, the queen. It's said she boasted about her unmatched beauty, leading to her placement in the stars as a reminder of her vanity."

Clarke chuckled softly, "Always a story behind the stars. They're like timeless tales written in the cosmos."

Lexa smiled, her eyes reflecting the starlight. "They are. And over here," she continued, pointing to a group of bright stars clustered together, "is the Pleiades, or the Seven Sisters. They've been mentioned in myths and legends across various cultures. It's fascinating how certain star formations capture the imaginations of people worldwide."

Clarke leaned in closer to Lexa, their shoulders touching. "I love how passionate you get about these constellations. It's like you have a personal bond with each one."

Lexa looked down, a hint of blush coloring her cheeks. "The stars have always been a source of comfort for me. They're distant, yet always present, reminding us of the grandeur and beauty of existence."

Clarke nodded, squeezing Lexa's hand gently. "And now, we have our own starry memories to add to these ancient tales."

Clarke took a slow sip of her wine, the cool liquid a contrast to the warmth of Lexa's proximity. "See that cluster over there?" Lexa asked, pointing towards a dense group of stars. "That's the Ursa Major, or the Big Dipper. When I was a kid, I used to imagine it as a giant celestial soup ladle."

Clarke chuckled, her eyes following Lexa's direction. "It's funny how we create stories and meanings for these distant suns. Over there," she pointed to a bright blue star, "is Vega. One of the brightest stars in our night sky. It's part of the Lyra constellation."

Clarke leaned closer, her interest piqued. "And those two bright ones close to each other?"

Lexa smiled, recognizing the stars instantly. "Ah, that's Castor and Pollux. The twins from the Gemini constellation. They're inseparable, always side by side, just like…" she trailed off, glancing playfully at Clarke.

"…Us?" Clarke completed the sentence, her eyes shining with mischief and affection.

Lexa nodded, taking another sip of her wine. "Exactly."

Clarke, feeling a magnetic pull she could no longer resist, gently cupped Lexa's face, her thumb brushing over a soft cheek.

Their eyes locked, green meeting blue in a silent conversation. The world around them seemed to blur, leaving just the two of them, their breaths mingling, the space between them decreasing with each passing second.

With a tenderness that conveyed more than words ever could, Clarke leaned in, capturing Lexa's lips in a gentle kiss. It was soft, hesitant at first, a delicate exploration. But as the seconds passed, it deepened, becoming more assured, more passionate.

Lexa responded in kind, her hands finding Clarke's waist, pulling her closer, their bodies melding together seamlessly. The kiss spoke of shared memories, of nights under the stars, of whispered secrets, and of a love that had been growing stronger with each passing day.

The intensity of their kiss was palpable, an electric current that threatened to consume them both. As the world around them became a blur of emotions and sensations, Clarke, sensing the urgency rising, reluctantly pulled away.

She broke the kiss slowly, leaving her forehead resting against Lexa's for a brief moment. Their ragged breaths filled the space between them. Clarke, not wanting to completely sever the connection, glanced upwards, using the vastness of the night sky as an anchor.

"The stars are truly beautiful tonight," she whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of regret and wonder.

Lexa, still dazed from their shared moment, followed Clarke's gaze, her eyes taking in the celestial display. "They are," she agreed softly, the weight of the moment pressing down on her. "But not as breathtaking as you."

Clarke blushed at the compliment, her heart still racing. She took a deep breath, letting the cool night air fill her lungs, grateful for the brief distraction. "We should focus on them for a while," she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper.

She could feel the warmth of Lexa's body next to her, the lingering touch of their shared kiss still fresh on her lips. But she knew they needed to slow down and to savor the moment.

Lexa nodded, respecting Clarke's wishes. "The stars have been here for eons, and they'll still be here. But this moment, with you, is fleeting and precious."

Bathed in the gentle glow of the cosmos, Clarke and Lexa sat side by side, their fingers intertwined, the silent rhythm of their heartbeats acting as an underlying cadence to the night. The vast expanse of stars above them seemed to mirror the infinite depth of their feelings for each other.

Each twinkle and glimmer in the sky held untold stories, ancient tales of love, loss, and everything in between. Clarke felt the weight of history upon her, the countless souls who had looked up at the same stars and been inspired, comforted, or left in awe. The universe had a way of putting things into perspective, making her realize the brevity of moments and the importance of seizing them.

With every passing second, a growing anticipation bubbled within Clarke. The night, as beautiful as it was, wasn't just about stargazing. She had a purpose, an intention she had been carrying with her, hidden away like a precious gem. Lexa, ever perceptive, could sense the slight shift in Clarke's demeanor but chose to remain silent, allowing Clarke to steer their journey.

Taking a deep breath, Clarke tightened her grip on Lexa's hand, feeling the reassuring warmth and strength emanating from her. The stars, in all their glory, were a mere prelude to what she had in store. She turned slightly, her eyes meeting Lexa's, searching for an anchor, a sign.

In that infinite canvas of stars and the shared silence between them, Clarke knew it was time. The universe had set the stage, and all she had to do was play her part.

Clarke's heart raced, the beats echoing the pace of a moment she'd been rehearsing countless times in her mind.

Turning to face Lexa, Clarke took a moment to truly look at her — the soft glow of starlight reflecting in her green eyes, the gentle curve of her lips, the way her hair framed her face. This was the woman with whom she wanted to spend eternity.

"Lexa," Clarke began, her voice quivering just a touch, betraying the mix of excitement and nervousness she felt. "From the moment we met, my world shifted. You brought color to my life in ways I could have never imagined. Every day with you feels like a blessing, a new chapter in a book I never want to end."

Lexa's eyes widened slightly, her breath catching as realization began to dawn on her about where this conversation was headed.

Clarke continued, her gaze never leaving Lexa's. "We've faced challenges, laughed until our bellies hurt, and found solace in each other's arms. With you, every moment feels right, like pieces of a puzzle finally coming together."

Tears formed in Lexa's eyes, the weight of the moment settling in her heart. She squeezed Clarke's hand in silent encouragement.

Taking a deep breath, Clarke reached into her pocket, producing a small, velvet box. "Lexa," she whispered, her voice heavy with emotion, "I want to spend the rest of my life waking up next to you, facing every challenge with you, and cherishing every joy with you. Will you marry me?"

Time seemed to stand still, the universe holding its breath, waiting for Lexa's response, while the stars above shone just a little brighter.

For a heartbeat, everything stood still. Lexa, visibly overwhelmed, gazed deeply into Clarke's hopeful eyes, the weight and beauty of the moment evident in her teary gaze.

With a shaky breath, Lexa whispered, "Clarke, you are my compass, my anchor in every storm, my beacon of light in the darkest of nights. The love and understanding we've shared… it's beyond anything I've ever known or even dared to dream of."

A tear slid down Lexa's cheek, shimmering like a fallen star. She continued, her voice growing firmer, "Yes, Clarke. A thousand times yes. I want to spend every moment, every challenge, and every joy alongside you."

A wave of relief and elation washed over Clarke. With trembling fingers, she opened the velvet box, revealing a delicate ring that caught the light, glinting like the stars above. Taking Lexa's left hand, Clarke gently slid the ring onto her finger, its fit perfect, as if it had always belonged there.

They both admired the ring for a moment, its symbolism far greater than the mere metal and stone it was made of. It was a promise, a vow, an eternal bond.

As Lexa wrapped her arms around Clarke, pulling her into a tight embrace, the stars above seemed to dance in joy, their shimmering light reflecting the profound love and commitment of the two souls beneath.

Without warning, the first streak of white shot across the canvas above, its trajectory swift and purposeful. Clarke and Lexa, still wrapped up in their cocoon of love, looked up in awe as the night transformed from its tranquil state into a celestial ballet.

One by one, meteors blazed across the sky, leaving behind luminous trails that faded as quickly as they appeared. It felt as though the heavens were celebrating, showering the Earth with fragments of distant worlds, each meteorite a testament to the boundless wonders of the universe.

Clarke squeezed Lexa's hand, the shared experience only deepening their connection. "It's like the universe is celebrating with us," she whispered, her eyes wide with wonder.

Lexa nodded, her gaze fixed on the mesmerizing display above. "Every shooting star, a wish. Every trail, a journey. We are so small in this vast universe, yet moments like these make everything feel significant."

The meteor shower continued, painting the sky with fleeting strokes of brilliance. The night, already laden with emotion and promise, was crowned with a spectacle that neither Clarke nor Lexa would ever forget.

There, on that hill, beneath the radiant ballet of the cosmos, two souls sat side by side, understanding that while their moment was transient, their love was as eternal as the stars above.

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