A/N: Yet again, another fic kwa me. Yeah, yeah, I keep saying I'll update the other (multi chaptered) ones, haha. :')
And I'm sorry I haven't, but at least I'm uandishi something, right? Anyways, I'll seriously try to update the other fics. :P
ENJOY! (And yes, it is post 3x06 - Enough About Eve).
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He wakes up, genuine smile plastered on his face. He slowly gets up from the kitanda and takes a look at the sleeping beauty inayofuata to him. He kisses her on the forehead, then goes to the jikoni for some morning coffee, and to read the newspaper. God, he was becoming his father. But at least he had something his father didn't have: Love. He had Blair. His Blair.
Chuck took a kiti, kiti cha at the dining meza, jedwali and started kusoma the first page of the newspaper. dakika passed, before he heard the soft and quiet moans and groans. Probably Blair. Maybe she was having "remorse" fantasies and dreams of him. As if.
"NO!" Blair screamed. "NO! No, no, no!"
He got up from his seat, coffee and newspaper in hand, and made his way over to his - their - room.
She was up now, and sweating. A lot. Her hand was placed over her heart, and her breathing was quick and ragged.
"Bad dream?" Chuck asked her, slyly. He smirked and continued, "Don't tell me it was Charade again. I know how terrifying wewe find William Mathehow." He looked down at the newspaper in his hand, and began kusoma once more.
"Worse. I was in All About Eve," Blair alisema in disgust.
Chuck looked up from the newspaper. "That's not a Hepburn movie."
"I know." She looked confused, and maybe even devastated. "I was Bette Davis," she explained. Chuck placed the newspaper down and started walking around towards the bed. "I..I've never been Bette Davis before; I'm Audrey Hepburn!"
He took a kiti, kiti cha on the kitanda and wrapped his arms around her.
"Not some plain baby jane." She sighed.
He placed a kiss on the juu of her head. He could smell the vanilla shampoo in her hair. God, it smelled good. No, Chuck! Focus! Your girlfriend needs you! "Who was Eve?"
Silence. Blair was trying to find the right words, the right answer. The right lie. "I couldn't see her face," she finally lied.
She should've known he would've figured it out. After all, Chuck did know her better than anyone else. "Blair," he began, "we both know this is about NYU." She sighed, and he started tracing bila mpangilio shapes on her upper arm absent-mindedly. "Now it may take time, but one day, wewe will hold that school in the palm of your dainty hand." He grabbed her hand, and placed a kiss on it.
Blair looked up at him, making sure he wasn't lying. She took a deep breath, and retracted from his arms, getting up from the bed. "I'm Audrey," she started her mantra. "I'm Audrey."
He smiled at her. That's my girl.
She rummaged through a few drawers before she was satisfied with the outfit she had finally chosen.
"Where are wewe going?" Chuck finally asked her, once again confused,
"To onyesha NYU that I am Blair Waldorf. The UES Queen Bee. The bitch, kahaba that they better pray they will never have to face off against." She alisema each word with precision. It wasn't an opinion. It was a fact. A statement. She was Blair Waldorf. She was the UES Queen bee. She was the bitch, kahaba that they better pray they will never have to face against.
Chuck cleared his throat. "Aren't wewe forgetting something?" he asked her, raising his eyebrows.
"...No?"
"That doesn't sound like an answer, Waldorf."
"It's not." She sighed. "What am I missing?"
"That wewe are Blair Waldorf, and I upendo you. And that's a fact."
Blair smiled at him. "I upendo wewe too."
And then they kissed. Passionate, tender - not the best kiss they had, but to both of them, it was nearly perfect. Then again, they're Chuck and. Blair, Blair and Chuck. They upendo each other. They upendo being with each other. And they most definitely upendo to have each others tongues down the other's throat. Then again, who doesn't?
Besides, it was the truth; he did upendo her. She was his everything. In his world, everything was about Blair. Heck, there was probably a movie called All About Blair in his world. Oh, the things upendo does to a person.
FIN.
And I'm sorry I haven't, but at least I'm uandishi something, right? Anyways, I'll seriously try to update the other fics. :P
ENJOY! (And yes, it is post 3x06 - Enough About Eve).
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He wakes up, genuine smile plastered on his face. He slowly gets up from the kitanda and takes a look at the sleeping beauty inayofuata to him. He kisses her on the forehead, then goes to the jikoni for some morning coffee, and to read the newspaper. God, he was becoming his father. But at least he had something his father didn't have: Love. He had Blair. His Blair.
Chuck took a kiti, kiti cha at the dining meza, jedwali and started kusoma the first page of the newspaper. dakika passed, before he heard the soft and quiet moans and groans. Probably Blair. Maybe she was having "remorse" fantasies and dreams of him. As if.
"NO!" Blair screamed. "NO! No, no, no!"
He got up from his seat, coffee and newspaper in hand, and made his way over to his - their - room.
She was up now, and sweating. A lot. Her hand was placed over her heart, and her breathing was quick and ragged.
"Bad dream?" Chuck asked her, slyly. He smirked and continued, "Don't tell me it was Charade again. I know how terrifying wewe find William Mathehow." He looked down at the newspaper in his hand, and began kusoma once more.
"Worse. I was in All About Eve," Blair alisema in disgust.
Chuck looked up from the newspaper. "That's not a Hepburn movie."
"I know." She looked confused, and maybe even devastated. "I was Bette Davis," she explained. Chuck placed the newspaper down and started walking around towards the bed. "I..I've never been Bette Davis before; I'm Audrey Hepburn!"
He took a kiti, kiti cha on the kitanda and wrapped his arms around her.
"Not some plain baby jane." She sighed.
He placed a kiss on the juu of her head. He could smell the vanilla shampoo in her hair. God, it smelled good. No, Chuck! Focus! Your girlfriend needs you! "Who was Eve?"
Silence. Blair was trying to find the right words, the right answer. The right lie. "I couldn't see her face," she finally lied.
She should've known he would've figured it out. After all, Chuck did know her better than anyone else. "Blair," he began, "we both know this is about NYU." She sighed, and he started tracing bila mpangilio shapes on her upper arm absent-mindedly. "Now it may take time, but one day, wewe will hold that school in the palm of your dainty hand." He grabbed her hand, and placed a kiss on it.
Blair looked up at him, making sure he wasn't lying. She took a deep breath, and retracted from his arms, getting up from the bed. "I'm Audrey," she started her mantra. "I'm Audrey."
He smiled at her. That's my girl.
She rummaged through a few drawers before she was satisfied with the outfit she had finally chosen.
"Where are wewe going?" Chuck finally asked her, once again confused,
"To onyesha NYU that I am Blair Waldorf. The UES Queen Bee. The bitch, kahaba that they better pray they will never have to face off against." She alisema each word with precision. It wasn't an opinion. It was a fact. A statement. She was Blair Waldorf. She was the UES Queen bee. She was the bitch, kahaba that they better pray they will never have to face against.
Chuck cleared his throat. "Aren't wewe forgetting something?" he asked her, raising his eyebrows.
"...No?"
"That doesn't sound like an answer, Waldorf."
"It's not." She sighed. "What am I missing?"
"That wewe are Blair Waldorf, and I upendo you. And that's a fact."
Blair smiled at him. "I upendo wewe too."
And then they kissed. Passionate, tender - not the best kiss they had, but to both of them, it was nearly perfect. Then again, they're Chuck and. Blair, Blair and Chuck. They upendo each other. They upendo being with each other. And they most definitely upendo to have each others tongues down the other's throat. Then again, who doesn't?
Besides, it was the truth; he did upendo her. She was his everything. In his world, everything was about Blair. Heck, there was probably a movie called All About Blair in his world. Oh, the things upendo does to a person.
FIN.
