Hey everyone! I am back, well not exactly. This is a fic i wrote two years ago. I decided I'd publish it again since many people seemed to like it when I published it on my old account. It's my old way of writing which makes me feel a bit uncomfortable and insecure to be honest, but here it is. I hope you guys like it. I just had to write this one. I got the itch since the Duck bromance started, so here it goes. It was supposed to be a one-shot but i couldn't help myself. This is post-Gossip Girl. An alternative ending and what comes after it. Chuck/Dan smut! ehehehe..
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''Chuck..?''
Dan was dumbfounded. There was, Chuck Bass, walking down a street of Manhattan. Or maybe he was wrong.
This man was nothing like the Chuck he knew. He was wearing skinny black jeans and burgundy suede brogue shoes, a dark leather jacket and a wool beanie hat was covering his messy hair. But then again, he looked just like him but nothing like him.
The man stopped and hesitantly turned around. It seemed he had not recognized the voice. Facing Dan standing behind him, Chuck made a grimace, that Dan was not sure if it was of surprise or simply disappointment.
''Daniel..''
The ex-billionaire, smiled slightly and offered his hand in a handshake. Dan gladly took it, shaking his hand and smiled back at him, maybe a little more enthusiastically.
''Its been a while since someone called me Chuck.. How have you been Humphrey?''
Dan furrowed his eyebrows in confusion but nodded slightly.
''Well you know, wrote a couple of books, kinda went good. Or good enough. More or less that's that. Got an apartment, that's actually at the end of the street and i am working on a novel the past couple of months. How about you.. Charles''
Dan smirked, if you can call that a smirk compared to the one he remembered Chuck was capable of.
Chuck chuckled slightly and shook his head, before he turns to look back at the way he guessed the apartment was.
''Not bad at all, Daniel. Your news surprisingly are far more interesting than mine. I've been traveling around the world, since i left. I started a small business that is doing very well. I'm back for a while but will be returning to France shortly. I always loved New York in Christmas''
''I see, so your own business huh? Good for you, starting over. And how about Blair, how is she doing?''
''Oh Blair, i believe she is somewhere at the Hampton's these days..''
Chuck was not looking at him anymore and Dan figured that he had missed something here.
''So this means you guys didn't work it out?''
''Why Daniel, are you still interested?''
''No! No i.. no..''
Dan was rambling as his face flustered and he instantly looked down at his feet.
''Now Daniel, you have not changed a bit. Take a breath. Blair and i are over, for a while now. Some times no matter how much you love someone, you simply can't stay around them. Always something got in the middle, and we took our separate ways.''
'' I didn't know, see i have no contact with anyone from.. the past and there was no way for me to know. I assumed you would still be together, therefore it seemed reasonable to ask if she is doing well. I wish her well but i am not interested in Blair in any way, no''
Dan breathed in, still not daring to look at the man's face and nervously slipped his hands in his pockets.
Chuck felt a smile form on his face and cupped Dan's cheek to slowly lift his face, making him look at him.
Dan couldn't help but lean to the touch as the warm smooth skin of Chuck's palm against his own cold face, send chills down his body.
''Daniel Humphrey, you still amuse me.''
Chuck smiled at him, not removing his hand from his face. It somehow made him feel like home, to be close to Dan.
After all that happened the past two years. The father he mourned for was alive, had come back and stole from him all that he had fought for all this time. Chuck was left with nothing, and him and Blair had left New York to start a new life together, away from everything and everyone that had only caused them harm.
While they were away, Chuck with the little money he had left, opened a small florist in Paris where they lived at the time, and when it went well he managed to start a small business with several shops around Europe. It wasnt long after Blair though got tired of the simplicity of their life and their love was no longer enough. After that Chuck spend a long time, traveling, organizing his business and concentrating on work to avoid anything else. Now he was back in Manhattan most probably only for the holidays and then would return to France.
''I um..''
Dan's stuttering broke into his thoughts to bring him back to reality and he realized he was standing there, holding his face in his hand and simply staring into his eyes.
''Daniel. I am sorry. I had a flashback. What you were saying?''
''Yeah um.. i was just saying i didn't know that i ever amused you''
''We were friends at a time Dan. And it was a good time'' Chuck smiled slightly and brushed gently his thumb over his cheekbone before he pulls back. ''Well i should not keep you from your plans, any longer. It was nice to see you again Daniel''
''Uh, yeah it was nice to see you too, Chuck. I'm glad you're okay..''
Dan was not sure what to say more than that. Whatever friendship they had, he thought Chuck didn't even want to remember it after all that had happen with Blair.
And then he disappeared like that with her, no goodbye. He was certain they both hated him with all they had. But Chuck seemed to have left all that in the past and so had Dan.
It had been two years since the last time, he saw any one of the Upper East Side gang and it'd only done him good. He'd moved on with his life and made something good out of it.
But meeting Chuck could not be just a coincidence.
Since the man still cherished their friendship they might as well give it a chance. He had nothing to lose, besides Chuck would leave soon. If it didn't work out they wouldn't have to worry about bumping on each other any time soon and then if it did, it's not like they couldn't visit each other once in a while if they wished.
They both could afford it now.
Dan realized Chuck was already walking away and rushed after him, not giving it a second thought.
''Chuck, wait!''
He called and smiled wide when the other turned to look at him. Dan slipped his hands in his pockets as he reached him and slowed down to walk by his side.
''Hi. So um.. i thought, you want to maybe hang out while you're here? You mentioned the good times of our friendship and i guess we could..''
He trailed off as Chuck nodded slightly and patted his shoulder.
''I'll be glad to see you while i am here Dan. How about we meet at your place later tonight, watch some good old movies?''
Chuck was surprised that Dan had suggested they spend time together. He didn't seem to be interested and Chuck guessed he'd walk away before it gets awkward, but there Dan was running after him. He chuckled and nudged his shoulder with his.
''Yeah sure, that'd be great. I um.. i will text you the address..''
Dan nodded as they stopped at the end up of the street and looked into Chuck's eyes to notice they were brighter than ever. Looked like warm honey.
Dan handed him his phone to save his number and smiled blushing slightly, when their fingers brushed against each other as he passed it back. Why did he feel this way? How could Chuck make him feel so nervous and excited and make his whole body tingle like that, after so long.
''I'll get us some snacks..'' Chuck winked and with that had walked away, crossing the street and getting in a cab that he had just stopped.
Dan spend a few more minutes, simply standing there before he started feeling like he'd freeze and rushed home to prepare for tonight.
Dan couldn't believe it was already nine. Chuck would be there any moment, and he was still all wet, and wearing nothing but his boxers. He needed to pick clothes quickly and dry his hair.
But what should he wear.
Chuck was dressed so differently than he used to, when he saw him earlier. Should he wear what he usually wears at home? A tee and his baggy black sweatpants? Yeah that should do. Grey tee and baggy black sweatpants. Didnt have time for more anyway.
He quickly got dressed, sprayed some perfume over his chest and brushed his hair with a towel before he walks out of the bathroom, making sure it's not dripping water everywhere.
Chuck had said he would bring snacks, so Dan figured a few bottles of beer and soft drinks in the fridge would be enough. He had no idea what they would watch. There was no chance Dan had any movie that Chuck would sit and watch. Netflix would give the solution. Life savior. Dan chuckled to himself but as the bell rang he felt as if his stomach was in knots.
He quickly made his way to the living room, to notice that it had started raining and rushed to close the window.
''Its open..'' he called and smiled a bit, looking outside for a moment before he turns to face Chuck at the door.
''Hey..'' Chuck smiled warmly and ruffled his hair. He was soaked. ''Stupid rain.. I knew i should have brought an umbrella.'' he chuckled and walked up to Dan, meeting him half away. ''But i brought the snacks!''
''Hey um, i will give you something to change. You can't stay like that, you will freeze..''
Dan nodded smiling just as warmly and took the paper bag that Chuck was holding tight to his chest, to hide it from the rain outside. He put it on the couch and led the way to his room.
''Just my luck..'' Chuck mumbled and they both laughed lightly as they entered the bedroom.
''Um i guess.. '' Dan trailed off as he opened the doors of his closet and examined the clothes for a second ''I guess those should fit..'' he grabbed a pair of dark blue sweatpants handing them to him, then a black t-shirt.
''Oh, i am so sorry. A towel.'' he gasped and grabbed one quickly, turning around to hand it to him, but found Chuck was standing closer that he had guessed.
''I wanted to help..'' The dark haired boy explained as they looked in each others eyes awkwardly, and took the towel, making a few steps back.
''Um i.. i will let you change..'' Dan gasped slightly and rushed out of the room, closing the door behind him.
This was not what their friendship used to be like. They were so comfortable around each other but now his hands were shaking every time Chuck was closer, and his heart was pounding.
The poet made his way to the couch and sat quietly, waiting for his guest to join him.
I hope you guys like it. Let me know!
TBC
