Unexpected Recipient
By: RosexKnight
Anon Prompted: I (belle) got drunk and sent a sexy naked pic to my ex but I sent it to you (gold) instead by mistake. From the "We're Bat at Dating" prompt post going around Tumblr. In which Belle accidentally sends sexy pics to Gold.
She'd fucked up.
She'd fucked up really bad.
Not only had Belle French woken up in her friend Ruby's room with a churning stomach and a pounding headache, but she had a new message on her cell phone. One that made her blood immediately run cold.
"You sure those were for me, Dearie?"
Why did she even have Gold's number in the first place?!
Ruby didn't say anything to her about the unthinkable mistake, only sent her off to her job at the library with her hangover cure and a bag with breakfast. However, the moment she was in the library she groaned. It was rent day. And he'd be here. And just…
WHY DID SHE HAVE GOLD'S NUMBER IN THE FIRST PLACE?!
"Good afternoon Miss French." Mr. Gold said simply as he strode through the doors of the library.
Every witty remark she'd thought up that day evaporated, and all she could do was shove the wad of cash at him.
"There's rent." She said simply. "It's all there. You can go."
The bastard only chuckled as he leisurely took the cash from her and thumbed through it. "Indeed it is. But we have another matter to discuss."
Belle almost groaned. "I'd rather not."
"I don't plan to blackmail you, Miss French." He said, as if that thought had actually crossed her mind. "But I will let you know I don't plan to dispose of them."
Belle's eyes widened and her head jerked from her pile of books to him. She couldn't place his expression. Some place between smug and desperately vulnerable.
"And why not?"
"Would you, if you were me?"
"I don't know. I haven't exactly had those things sent to me out of the blue."
"Pity." He said, and when she raised her eyebrow seemed to correct himself "I hadn't either until now."
"Yes well…They weren't exactly meant for you."
"Well they were sent to me. And I'm not a man that enjoys sharing."
No, she supposed he wasn't. They stood in silence for a moment. He seemed to expect something from her. Perhaps a slap. Maybe a kick to his bad leg. Probably both.
"Dinner." Belle decided.
"Pardon?" Gold choked, obviously not expecting this.
"You owe me dinner, a nice one, for all this." He considered this. Didn't say no. Her tone softened "Tonight?"
"Fair enough." Gold said simply, giving her a nod, and for a moment he looked like a normal man who was looking forward to having dinner with his crush. But then again, maybe he was. "Until tonight, Miss French."
"Until tonight." She agreed, and as he limped out he left Belle there feeling a tad drained and wondering where any of that had even came from.