Post Season 6, (Dan is not GG).
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Dan had been sitting on the couch typing away on his laptop when he heard a quiet knock on the front door of the loft.
Ever since he had married Serena, they had been living in their luxurious penthouse in the Upper East Side with the lifestyle of kings and queens. They were the people he judged and envied back in his Brooklyn days. Therefore he had decided to turn his loft into his own safe haven were could escape the rich and famous, and return to his Brooklyn roots to write his stories. With Rufus remarried and living with his wife, he had the place all to himself.
Opening the door, not exactly expecting anybody in the middle of a Thursday night, Dan saw that it was the last person he expected to be in Brooklyn. Let alone the loft.
She looked jaded and exhausted. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun with her bottom lip between her teeth in uncertainty. Everything about her screamed 'not happy'. They had not see each other for three years, four months, and fourteen days.
He hated how pathetic he felt for missing her.
Ever since they last saw each other, he has felt more distant towards her than ever. Especially since the last conversation between them consisted of him trying to tell her how big of a mistake she was making thinking Chuck would ever change.
After all, he was the fool that was in love with her.
Words were exchanged between which ended up mutual agreement that they would never need each others company any more. They would go their separate ways.
It had taken a long time for him to get over her. It took an even longer time for him to realize that he would never get over her. Dan had tried telling himself that he didn't really love her and that it was just him being hurt from Serena constantly rejecting him. His one and only true love was Serena Van Der Woodsen. Always was, always would be.
It didn't take him long to realize that he was only lying to himself.
Dan had kept up the charade and tried to make his marriage work with Serena even though he knew he was still head over heels for her best friend. Going to Gala events together, pretending to be the perfect couple that could only exist in the movies. It sure felt like one with all the acting he was doing.
He hated it.
Looking at her standing so vulnerable in front of him after all those years brought up so many feelings. Feelings he had tried to squash like a bug. But Dan had refused to cave in and kiss her ass to become the labrador she always knew he has.
"Can I stay at the loft for tonight?" Blair ask as she stood right in front of him looking completely lost with her suitcase in her right hand. Her eyes were glistering and looked like she would break at any moment.
No. Not this time. This time he was going to stand his ground and have some self respect. He wouldn't listen to her sob stories about her relationship with Chuck. He wouldn't comfort her and tell her that he would always be there for her. He wouldn't watch the old classics with her and let her fall asleep on his chest. But most importantly, he wouldn't welcome her into his loft with open arms.
"Of course."
But in the end, he still loved her.