Fic: lose my head (Gossip Girl, Serena/Nate)
Title: lose my head
Disclaimer: Not mine in any way, shape, or form.
Fandom/Characters: Gossip Girl, Serena/Nate
Word Count: 387
Request: For sugarpromises, who gave me the awesome prompt of t least I came on time dressed to the nines in champagne (gold champagne).
When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers kissing Nate for the first time.
They were thirteen, and at a party at the Waldorf's, hiding from their parents in Blair's bedroom. Blair had stolen bottles of champagne from the bar and they'd all gotten just the tiniest bit drunk. Blair left the room for some reason, Serena could never remember why, and she and Nate were alone, stretched out on Blair's bed. They faced each other, grinning like idiots, and Nate reached out to push her hair back out of her face. She shivered.
"I'm going to kiss you," Nate said, looking at her seriously. "Okay?"
She nodded and he scooted closer to her. He brushed his lips against hers once, then twice, and then he stopped, hovering just a breath away. The shiver went down her spine again and then she was kissing him, winding her hands through his hair and pulling him closer.
At the sound of footsteps coming down the hall, they sprang apart and when Blair opened the door Nate was sitting on the floor and Serena was pretending to have fallen asleep.
She remembers the way that Nate wouldn't look her in the eye for a month.
***
When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers the night of the Shepherd wedding.
She remembers the feel of his hands on her skin, the way that her dress felt sliding up her legs. She remembers the first kiss, the way he tasted, champagne and urgency and Nate, all together at once. She remembers his breath, hot on her neck, and his hair, soft under her hands. She remembers pulling at his clothes and him pulling at hers. She remembers the heat and how right it felt.
She remembers betraying her best friend.
***
When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers lazy Sunday mornings and breakfast in bed.
She remembers wearing Nate's shirt and sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, and him feeding her strawberries and whipped cream. She remembers laughing when he dabbed the whipped cream on her nose and doing the same thing to him. She remembers tasting the whipped cream on his tongue when he kissed her, pressed her back to the sheets.
She remembers love.
***
When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers Nate and she regrets. When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers Nate and she hopes for another chance.
Disclaimer: Not mine in any way, shape, or form.
Fandom/Characters: Gossip Girl, Serena/Nate
Word Count: 387
Request: For sugarpromises, who gave me the awesome prompt of t least I came on time dressed to the nines in champagne (gold champagne).
When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers kissing Nate for the first time.
They were thirteen, and at a party at the Waldorf's, hiding from their parents in Blair's bedroom. Blair had stolen bottles of champagne from the bar and they'd all gotten just the tiniest bit drunk. Blair left the room for some reason, Serena could never remember why, and she and Nate were alone, stretched out on Blair's bed. They faced each other, grinning like idiots, and Nate reached out to push her hair back out of her face. She shivered.
"I'm going to kiss you," Nate said, looking at her seriously. "Okay?"
She nodded and he scooted closer to her. He brushed his lips against hers once, then twice, and then he stopped, hovering just a breath away. The shiver went down her spine again and then she was kissing him, winding her hands through his hair and pulling him closer.
At the sound of footsteps coming down the hall, they sprang apart and when Blair opened the door Nate was sitting on the floor and Serena was pretending to have fallen asleep.
She remembers the way that Nate wouldn't look her in the eye for a month.
***
When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers the night of the Shepherd wedding.
She remembers the feel of his hands on her skin, the way that her dress felt sliding up her legs. She remembers the first kiss, the way he tasted, champagne and urgency and Nate, all together at once. She remembers his breath, hot on her neck, and his hair, soft under her hands. She remembers pulling at his clothes and him pulling at hers. She remembers the heat and how right it felt.
She remembers betraying her best friend.
***
When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers lazy Sunday mornings and breakfast in bed.
She remembers wearing Nate's shirt and sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, and him feeding her strawberries and whipped cream. She remembers laughing when he dabbed the whipped cream on her nose and doing the same thing to him. She remembers tasting the whipped cream on his tongue when he kissed her, pressed her back to the sheets.
She remembers love.
***
When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers Nate and she regrets. When Serena drinks champagne, she remembers Nate and she hopes for another chance.