Inspired to write this after watch Dan and Blair quarrel like a married couple. This fiction will have a lot of flashback on what happen before. Enjoy!
The sun comes shining through the curtain. The sound of birds chirping fills in Blair's ears. Its already morning and she have to get up for work. Her head is still pounding because she sleeps late last night. And it was all because of him. Her husband.
"You're awake?" she asks slowly without turning her back to him.
There was no reply. Usually it's Dan who will wake up first. He will hug her and whisper to her ears "Good morning" and they will cuddle for a while before she gets ready for work. She turns around. There was no one there. She was asleep after waiting for him for two hours. Did he come home last night? She questions herself. She panic. She quickly gets up and run towards the bathroom. Yes, he comes home. The bathtub was wet indicating he take his shower this morning.
She went over to the table and found a strange bottle of perfume she never saw before. 'Augusto Prudence Paris'. She never bought this perfume. How strange. Where did Dan get this perfume? He comes home late last night, he didn't even kiss her goodbye this morning and he leaves early and he suddenly has strange perfume lying on the table. This does not feel right. She didn't want to say it nor think about it. But yes, this might be the first sign. She quickly runs to the stairs to find Dorota.
"Dorota," she screams from on top of the stairs. Ever since little Humphrey starts to grow inside of her, she find it difficult to climb down and up the stairs all the time. Her belly is growing bigger and despite of constant babbling of Dan warning her on not wearing designer shoes anymore, she won't listen thus her feet keep swollen and make it difficult for her to walk nowadays.
"Yes, Miss Blair," Dorota comes with a bowl of cereal and milk.
"Where's Dan?"
"Mr. Humphrey already left for work," she said while she put down the tray on the coffee table at Blair's room.
"This early? Did he take his breakfast?"
"Errr…,"
"Dorota, tell me,"
"He didn't. He was such in a hurry. He said he'll grab coffee on the way,"
Oh right. Dan must miss his morning coffee. He loved to stop by the Café in Brooklyn to have coffee and pastry. Of course, she will always be there to accompany him in the morning except that they miss that out these few months because of Blair's condition. She sighs and takes a spoonful of cereal into her mouth. She wonders on why didn't he inform her about this and just leave. Well, maybe he didn't want to wake her up but there's something really suspicious about the perfume. Safely to say, Dan is not a man of fashion and high branded things. He never bought himself a perfume before. Before married, yes, but after no, not once. He only bought it after she forced him to. Besides, Dan's routine for getting ready is shaving, hair gel to tame his curls and some cologne. Only after he received continuous nagging from her, he included two times facial wash, day and night and also a lightly spray of Giorgio Armani to complete his look. But this time not only he did wear his perfume but he wear a totally new perfume from Paris? What's happening here? Yes, it is a bit crazy to obsess that your husband is using a new perfume but come on; she's carrying a human being inside her. She deserve to become crazy, it's the hormone.
Oh wait. She quickly runs into the closet to search for Dan's coat. She check one by one and realize that his best Calvin Klein coat is missing and yes of course he pair it up with his Ralph Lauren shoes.
"I told you that you have to wear your best for this party. It's important for me," said Blair while she put on his tie for him.
"Blair, I'm your husband, not your model,"
"You are the husband of the assistant editor from W magazine, a fashion magazine. And as you know I am the best fashion critic W ever had. I'm not going to jeopardize it by letting my husband come to the party in a khakis coat," Blair said, slightly exaggerating.
"Alright, alright but I hope you didn't regret it. Who knows I might turn out great in this," while he strike a few pose in front of the mirror.
"Oh shut up, Humphrey. Here wear these. It's Ralph Lauren. Remember if it's a high class parties like this one you pair this coat with these shoes, okay,"
"What? You just bought me the Calvin Klein coat and now you bought me these shoes? Blair, I don't think…,"
"Ssshhh, no more complaining from you. I did this because I love you, Dan Humphrey," she leans in forward and kiss him on his jaw line. He gives her a big smile, grab her waist and press his lips against hers.
"I love you too Blair Waldorf,"
She smiles at the thought of it. Ever since Dan was promoted to associate editor at The New York Times, he rarely has time for her. Their only interaction is in the morning and night before they sleep. She can only have his full attention during weekends, only if he didn't have an urgent meeting that he has to attend to. Besides, they usually banter during her early pregnancy. And yes, most of it is her fault, but, well, it is not easy to overcome morning sickness everyday and have a sudden urge of eating at a wrong time.
"Dan, wakeup,"
"What's wrong Blair? Are you okay? Are you having the headache again or you want to throw up? You want me to carry you to the bathroom?" Dan's looking at her, worried.
"No," she rolled her eyes at him. "The baby's hungry," said Blair while she rub her stomach.
"Okay, what do you want?"
"Ben & Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk,"
"What? Its 3am in the morning, Blair. How about I whip up some smoothie, okay?"
"No, I don't want smoothie. I want Ben & Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk,"
"No. Listen, first of all, its 3am. Second, you didn't eat anything last night. I'm afraid if you eat something cold it will upset your stomach. Third, you have cold two days ago and you still on medication. So, the answer is no,"
"You can't stop me from what I can eat or not. I am the one carrying the baby here and I have the final decision,"
"Well you won't be able to have the baby without me," Dan said while he raise his eyebrow and wink at her.
"I hate you. You never care for me,"
Dan has to face it for another hour before he finally gives in. He leave the house at 4am and return an hour later with a pint of Ben & Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk he luckily found at a 24 hours store only to find Blair's was soundly asleep.
She sighs. What if he gets bored with her? With all her demands? To be honest, Dan was quite popular at his office. He's young, he was quite good looking and with her guidance in fashion, he can be considered quite gorgeous. Besides, with his new position, charming ways, anybody can be attracted to him. Oh and lets not forget his manly, husky voice. Anybody can melt when he said 'Please'. He's a catcher with a ring attached. Dan, darling, why are you a late bloomer?
"Miss Blair, here's your milk," Dorota comes in with a glass of hot milk.
"Take it away,"
"But Miss Blair, Mr. Humphrey leave a message to make sure you drink this milk,"
"I'm not going to drink it,"
"But Miss Blair, it's good for you and the baby. Mr. Humphrey said that.."
"Enough with Mr. Humphrey. He didn't care whether I drink the milk or not. Take it to the kitchen. I'm getting ready for work,"
