AN: With the end of The Fall, I bring you another multi-chapter AU. Enjoy...
P.S. I've stolen the name for this story from a feature written by the Washington Post. That's my disclaimer that the title is not original.
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Blair Waldorf and Nathaniel Archibald
GOLDEN COUPLE OF MANHATTAN SOCIETY TIES THE KNOT
New York Times June 04, 2014
When Ms Blair Waldorf walked into her kindergarten class on the very first day, she was taken by surprise by the handsome golden haired boy playing with legos. "I didn't know his name, but I already knew we would get married someday," she said.
That day was Friday with a ceremony in the New York Public Library, and a reception at the Plaza Hotel. The guests found the bride and groom both absolutely beautiful, the bride in Dior and the groom in Burberry. They also spoke highly of the eloquent, albeit slightly inappropriate speeches given in tandem by the maid of honor and best man, Serena van der Woodsen and Charles Bass.
Ms Waldorf and Mr Archibald have been together for 9 years, and were extremely ready to get married, even at the young age of 23.
The New York Times wishes the young couple all the best in their many years to come.
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"Oh my god, B, the New York Times actually, like, wished you luck!"
"Ah!" Blair screamed into the phone. "I know! It's incredible." She sighed, twirling the two rings from Tiffany's on her left ring finger. "It's all incredible."
"And was last night incredible? The first night of your honeymoon aka your wedding night?"
"It was nice! So romantic with rose petals and candles, the works. It helps that we're in Paris. Nothing like the city of light and love to get you in the mood." She smiled.
"Blair, your wedding night shouldn't be just 'nice'," Serena scolded.
"You know we're not the kind of couple that's just into sex. We bond on such a deeper level."
"Yeah, so why aren't you bonding with him right now? I thought we weren't going to talk to me until you got back from your honeymoon."
"He's taking a shower! We're about to go to Laduree and Champs Elysees. Shopping! And you know I couldn't not talk to you for 2 weeks. I miss you already!" Blair put on her pouty face even though she knew Serena couldn't see it.
"I miss you too, B! I have to go meet up with Dan. Have fun dragging Nate into every single store!"
Blair rolled her eyes and ended the call. Nate loved spending time with her. He didn't care if it was in an Elie Saab or Celine boutique.
She took in her surroundings, breathless at the thought that she was here with her husband. She was sitting in a chair on the balcony of the luxuriously decorated flat they had rented for their honeymoon. She could see so much of Paris, and the Eiffel Tower was right there. The trees filled the city with beautiful green leaves, and the air smelled of flowers and fresh baked goods. She could see Nate and her retiring here when they got older. All of their 3 children (just like the Kennedy's) having gone off to either Yale or Dartmouth.
Blair snapped out of her fantasy when she heard the shower go off. She stood up and walked to the master suite, excited to see him when he left the bathroom.
Nate came out in all his glory. Tanned skin tight against the toned muscles of his arms, chest and abs. There was a white towel wrapped low on his hips, and his hair was wet and tousled. From her perch on the bed, Blair sighed. She would never get over how beautiful he was.
"Hey, babe." He smiled and went to give her a quick kiss.
"Hey." She said breathlessly.
"I just need to throw some clothes on, and we can go."
"Kay. I think Chuck called you, so you should check your phone."
"Okay, so I'll throw some clothes on while calling Chuck back, and then we can go." He smiled at her, blue eyes gleaming.
Blair got up from the bed. "Only women can multi task, darling. You're probably better off not even trying." She went to kiss his cheek before walking out of the room, hips swaying.
Nate chuckled under his breath at her comment, and picked up his phone to call Chuck.
"Nathaniel! My married man. How are you?"
"Wonderful, thank you. And how are you?"
"Just giddy imagining you and your wife getting it on 24/7. I'm guessing she's let you stop to take a breather since you're talking to me."
"No, actually, we haven't done it since last night. But I really shouldn't be telling you about my sex life with my wife." Nate laughed.
"Of course not. But you really should be taking advantage of what's in front of you, Nathaniel, dear. If you don't, I will."
"I suppose that you threatening to have sex with Blair means you've broken up with Raina?"
"I had to let that one go, yes. She was so high of off the love at your wedding. Chuck Bass rarely does girlfriends, and he will never do a wife."
"You just keep telling that to yourself, Chuck. But I see you settling down eventually."
"Yes, and you also saw Disney Pixar going out of business and Romney winning the election. None of which, thankfully, happened."
"Friend-of-business-my-ass, right?" Nate chuckled.
"Right!"
"Alright, well I've gotta go get back to Blair."
"Planning to tap that ass?"
"No, we're going shopping."
"Really, Nathaniel, do I need to let you borrow my toys?"
"I think we'll be okay, Chuck." Nate laughed. "See you in two weeks."
"Au revoir, mon amour. Que votre journée soit pleine de sexe."
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Halfway across the world in Manhattan, Serena and Dan were sexing it up, as Nate and Blair probably should have been. Even though it was only 9 AM, Chuck was enjoying a drink. He certainly needed one. There was something off.
Dumping Raina hadn't been that hard. He definitely enjoyed her company, but he didn't see anything long term.
"Since when was Chuck Bass looking for something long term?" He spoke allowed in his penthouse at the Empire. It had been feeling quite empty since Nate had moved into the townhouse he bought with Blair a month before their wedding. A beautiful 5 story brownstone with the front door painted red, and boxes of flowers on the window frames. He was sure Blair would have added a white picket fence if she could.
Was it possible that he was lonely with Nate gone?
Unlikely.
After the wedding, Chuck had felt like a little bit of him had been torn away. Yes, he was sad about Nate leaving, but seeing Blair in her beautiful Dior ball gown had resurfaced the small crush he had on her in high school. The crush that caused him to alienate Nate because of the awful way he treated her. The guy didn't know the good thing he had.
But high school was over, and Blair was married, and they were happy, and so was Chuck.
The scotch in his hand only enhanced his happiness.
That was it.
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The newly wedded couple came back to their flat exhausted, with good food inside them, and gorgeous clothing in Blair's bags. They settled onto the sofa in the sitting room with Nate reclined, and Blair curled up with her head in his lap. He started stroking her hair.
"Blair?"
"Hm?"
"Do you want to have a baby?"
"Yes. Three. Like the Kennedy's, remember?"
Nate chuckled. "Of course, but I mean, do you want to have a baby now?"
Blair sat up to look him in the eye. "I'm going to law school in the fall, silly. We shouldn't have a baby now."
He took her hand. "But maybe you put off school, so we can start our family."
"I already put off school for one year to plan our wedding." She was looking at him sternly. "My career is what I want to focus on right now."
"Okay. Forget I said anything."
"Why do you want to have a baby now?"
"I just want to make you happy." He smiled at her.
She laid back down on his lap. "Okay..."
"We'll wait until you're ready." He started stroking her hair again, but Blair couldn't help feeling like something was off. She just had to focus on starting law school at Columbia in the fall. After she graduated from Yale, she was immediately accepted, but she deferred a year to get married. With school, her husband and her home, everything would be perfect.
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Blair woke late in the night. Nate had carried her to their bed and tucked her in whilst she was still clothed. And it felt like it was 90 degrees in the apartment. She quickly got up from the bed and opened a window. The cool breeze of a Parisian night hit her face. The feeling was superb on her damp forehead. She striped down to her La Perlas, and walked to the balcony off the living space. She sat down on one of the cafe chairs and let the wind cool down her feverish body. She pulled her hair off her neck and groaned as the breeze caressed her there.
"This is better than sex." She mumbled, eyes fluttering shut. She stood up quickly when she realized what she had said. Was it possible that standing half naked in the wind was better than sex with her husband?
Of course not. She was just delirious from the heat. That was it.
She crawled back into bed, guilty about what she had said. She looked at Nate. He had fallen asleep in just his underwear, and he was laying on his stomach. Blair started to trace the outline of his spine, and Nate's eyes fluttered open.
"Hey." He smiled, eyes sleepy.
She smiled back and leaned down to kiss him.
He stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. "Mm, Blair, can we not? I'm exhausted."
She nodded and got under the covers, turning away from him, but inside she was screaming. "Why would you not want to?! It's our honeymoon! You should always want me! We're newlyweds!"
Blair felt a single tear fall down her cheek. She was just really really angry. But there would be more time for sex. They were in Paris for two weeks, after all.
And they had the rest of their lives.
Right?
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AN: Do you like it? If yes, then I'll continue. If no, then I won't. Yes, Chuck and Blair will get together in the end, just trust me. I've got this all planned out... xoxo
