Blair opened the door to the loft, quietly.
Dan was sleeping, on the sofa.
She smiled. He was adorable when he slept. She crept over and lay down next to him. He automatically put an arm around her.
"Hey, Blair."
"Hey, Dan."
"Where have you been? It's like, two in the morning."
Blair giggled. "Dan, it's nine o'clock."
Dan frowned, and nodded. "Right."
"I was having dinner with Serena."
"Oh, okay. Fun."
She kissed him, then. It was hot and passionate.
Dan pulled away. "I wanna show you something." He reached for his laptop. "It's a poem I wrote."
Blair smiled.
"About you."
"Dan..."
"I wrote it when you left for Monaco for the summer. By that time, I had already hopelessly fallen for you."
Blair looked at him, tears forming in her eyes.
"The light falls on her chestnut hair,
It bounces lightly in the summer sun.
She's smiling, and the whole world brightens,
Her life has just begun.
Her lips are beautiful, as red as a rose.
Her eyes are a deep brown, and can stare into your soul,
Who she is, everyone knows
The most beautiful girl in the world."
Blair gazed at Dan, those deep brown eyes indeed staring into his soul. She leant over and kissed him. "Thank you."
"Blair," Dan started, taking her face in his hands. "I love you."
Blair was stunned for a moment. Then she smiled. "I love you too, Dan."
He grinned and they embraced, never letting go.
After all, their relationship was their world