A/N: So, here's my first piece of FanFiction for OUAT. This is going to be a oneshot collection, mostly based off the romantic pairings on the show, but I may throw in some family oneshots (FlOoF FaMiLy) at some point, too. Either way, hope you enjoy it and don't forget to review, follow and favorite!
State of Bliss: 468 words
Belle awoke to the sweet feel of Rumple's breath on the back of her neck. His chest was pressed up against her back and his strong and weathered arms were wrapped around her protectively. She stayed there, letting herself enjoy the moment. She was in his arms, and that was the only place she wanted to be. She turned around carefully, but he was awake anyways. She smiled at him, and he returned the gesture, which made her feel warm inside. His genuine smile was something that was hard to come by, especially in public, but she had begun to see it more often. Belle loved it more and more each time.
"Good morning, my beautiful Belle," he whispered in her ear.
"Good morning Rumple," she replied. Belle looked into his big hazel-brown eyes. She drowned in them, under all the knowledge that sat under the surface. The knowledge of love and hope. And her.
"So, he said, "shall we go out for breakfast today?" It was Sunday, and typically, Rumple took her to Granny's for pancakes and iced tea. It had become a tradition. She smiled and thought about it for a moment. She was just so comfortable here beside him. She didn't want to move.
"My only problem," she told him, "is that I'm quite comfortable at the moment, and I'm not sure if I'm ready to get up and go out right away."
"Well then, I guess we will just have to stay here. Wouldn't want to ruin your state of bliss now, would we, dearie?" he asked. Belle smirked.
"Of course not, as long as you don't mind it."
"Does it look like I mind?" he whispered, placing his lips on top of hers, gently, carefully, as if they were made of porcelain and the slightest bit of pressure could crack them, but Belle kissed him back, passionately. She opened her lips and let his tongue explore her mouth, only pulling away for air.
After a few hours of relaxing in bed with Rumplestiltskin, the two finally got up. Rumple cooked some pancakes on the stovetop, and Belle had boiled a kettle of water and made tea. As she was pouring the steaming liquid into the matching teacups Rumple had bought, he set down the two plates of food that contained mouth-watering stacks of pancakes. Belle's stack was topped with fresh blueberries. Rumple knew her all too well.
"Thank you," she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek as she rounded the table to get to her seat. "I think this may just be better than Granny's." Rumple smiled at her, and after she had taken her seat, lifted up his teacup.
"To us," he said, and she followed suit, lifting her teacup and kissing the rim of hers to his.
"To us."
