Just How They Work, pg, Chuck/Blair
Title: Just How They Work
Rating: pg
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Character/Pairing: Chuck/Blair
Word Count: 190
Notes: Written for askfor_me who asked for Chuck/Blair on the steps of the met… This was a challenge for me as I’ve been somewhat out of touch with the GG fandom in general recently and I don’t actually ship Chuck/Blair at all…
Despite that though I had fun writing this and I hope you like it even if it might be a bit off… :) Also this came out a lot cheesier and fluffier than I ever would have predicted... read into that what you will... maybe I do secretly ship them! lol! Any feedback would be much appreciated! :) Also everyone else I'm working on your drabbles/ficlets- hopefully they should all be up by the end of the weekend :)
Disclaimer: Nothing you recognise belongs to me and I'm not making any money from this...
She’s sitting alone, just waiting, waiting for him. Its cold, the wind and snow surround her. She’s not even sure why she’s here. But he called, she answered, he asked and she came. That’s just how it works; she tries not to think about why.
She glimpses his scarf as he turns the corner. She pretends to be repulsed by what he wears. She isn’t. She never has been.
He smiles, she doesn’t. This doesn’t bother him. It never does. It never has. She’s stopped wondering why.
And before she can protest he takes her hand in his and he kisses her, the kiss that in spite of everything takes her breath away. She’s secretly glad she didn’t have time to protest, she didn’t really want to anyway. She just doesn’t want him to know that.
She still doesn’t quite know why she’s here. All she knows is that he called, she answered, he asked and she came. Because he’s Chuck Bass, she’s Blair Waldorf and that’s just how they work. And on the rare occasions she let’s herself think about it, she realises that she doesn’t particularly mind that.
Rating: pg
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Character/Pairing: Chuck/Blair
Word Count: 190
Notes: Written for askfor_me who asked for Chuck/Blair on the steps of the met… This was a challenge for me as I’ve been somewhat out of touch with the GG fandom in general recently and I don’t actually ship Chuck/Blair at all…
Despite that though I had fun writing this and I hope you like it even if it might be a bit off… :) Also this came out a lot cheesier and fluffier than I ever would have predicted... read into that what you will... maybe I do secretly ship them! lol! Any feedback would be much appreciated! :) Also everyone else I'm working on your drabbles/ficlets- hopefully they should all be up by the end of the weekend :)
Disclaimer: Nothing you recognise belongs to me and I'm not making any money from this...
She’s sitting alone, just waiting, waiting for him. Its cold, the wind and snow surround her. She’s not even sure why she’s here. But he called, she answered, he asked and she came. That’s just how it works; she tries not to think about why.
She glimpses his scarf as he turns the corner. She pretends to be repulsed by what he wears. She isn’t. She never has been.
He smiles, she doesn’t. This doesn’t bother him. It never does. It never has. She’s stopped wondering why.
And before she can protest he takes her hand in his and he kisses her, the kiss that in spite of everything takes her breath away. She’s secretly glad she didn’t have time to protest, she didn’t really want to anyway. She just doesn’t want him to know that.
She still doesn’t quite know why she’s here. All she knows is that he called, she answered, he asked and she came. Because he’s Chuck Bass, she’s Blair Waldorf and that’s just how they work. And on the rare occasions she let’s herself think about it, she realises that she doesn’t particularly mind that.