Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip Girl if I did, I'd have Vanessa killed.
A/N: Still learning how to write GG fiction, so please constructive criticism.
Moving On.
I woke up perfectly content in Chuck's bed. I always loved sleeping in his bed, it always made me feel secure and gave me a lot of comfort. I turned to my side hoping to see Chuck but his side was vacant.
"Chuck?" I asked hoping he was still here.
"I'm in the kitchen, take your time getting up there's no rush" he answered me.
What was he up to? It's not like Chuck to be out of bed this early, especially before me. I took my time like he said and slipped into my new Chanel dress. I went down to the kitchen to see what Chuck was up to.
"When I said take your time I didn't mean take 3 hours Blair" Chuck laughed.
"It takes time to look this beautiful, but you wouldn't know that Bass" I replied.
I scanned the kitchen to see what Chuck was doing. He was making breakfast and it looked like there was enough food for an army. It couldn't be for me, Chuck's romantic gestures were rare.
"Who are you cooking breakfast for Chuck? An army?" I laughed.
"Witty as always Blair" Chuck replied. He then placed a plate of pancakes in front of me. They looked delicious, they were covered with strawberries, cream and of course powdered sugar.
"Wow, all this for me?" I asked suspiciously.
"You know how I like to spoil my woman" he grinned and kissed me slowly until I pulled away.
"Bass, I know you. You're up to something. Spill." I stared at him waiting for an answer.
"Well I wanted to ask you something…" he started to speak.
"…please go on" I interupted him.
"Well I think things are going well between us and I was wondering do you want to move in with me?" Chuck asked.
There was silence, it wasn't akward though. I did turn down Nate when he asked me to move in with him, but that was different. I didn't love Nate, I loved Chuck. Nate only wanted to watch over me and didn't want to move that fast either. Do I really want to live with Chuck?
"Blair if you stay quiet any longer I will start to think you're brain dead" Chuck said.
"Sorry" I continued "you just surprised me, never in a million years would I have thought Chuck Bass would ask me to move in with him." I finished.
Chuck just smiled although I could tell his ego had been wounded by my comment. Okay I have to admit, I loved the thought of being with Chuck all the time. Having mind blowing sex with him every night. I want to live with him, but for some odd reason I don't want him to know that. Plus I wanted to tease him.
"Can I think about it Chuck?" I asked knowing well he would be pissed off at me.
"Blair, don't toy with me" he answered me.
"Chuck don't ruin all the fun" I grinned at him and started to eat my pancakes. Chuck stared at me for the whole duration of me eating my pancakes. It couldn't be that interesting. I knew I was torturing him, and I was enjoying it.
"You want to play game with me then?" Chuck asked.
"What game?" I grinned knowing what he was talking about.
"Waldorf you have no idea what you're getting yourself into to." he answered me.
"What do you have in mind Bass?"
"No sex until you answer my question Waldorf" he looked so serious. Chuck was like a magnet to me. I couldn't stay away no matter how hard I tried.
"That's not fair" I snapped.
"Life's not fair, I really need to get an answer from you." he answered me.
"Fine, but you're going to crack first I know it. There is no way you can resist me Bass" I said.
"We'll see Waldorf, we'll see".
A/N: Please R&R! I hope to have a few more chapters up soon.