This is my first fan-fiction and I hope everyone likes it!
Chapter 1
It had been two months since Belle had agreed to the Dark Ones deal, and the weather was slowly growing colder. The dungeon she had been staying in definitely wasn't the most comfortable of living quarters, but she had at least expected it to keep her unexposed from the bite of progressing autumn wind. She had awoken that morning with a stuffy nose and a fever, when she had made it upstairs Belle discovered that her master was gone. He's probably out on a deal somewhere she thought to herself, better make breakfast anyways. The young girl walked into the kitchen and began to make eggs when the doors to the great hall burst open and a furious Rumpelstiltskin strode into the room. Curious, Belle slowly made her way into the hall to find the sorcerer at his spinning wheel.
"Welcome ba-" Belle was cut off by a sneeze, then another.
"Are you sick?" Rumpelstiltskin edged away from her in disgust, "Don't infect me with your germs!"
"It's just a little cold, nothing to be afraid of" she tried to step closer to him, but he immediately vanished in a cloud of purple smoke. Sensing another sneeze come along, she put her face into the crook of her elbow and "ACHOO" it was quickly followed by a second and then a third. Feeling a little light headed she put one hand on the spinning wheel to steady herself, dark spots creeped into the edges of her vision and she gave a slight whimper before blacking out.
'Rumpelstiltskin was never quite fond of sickness, being the Dark One it was important that he never caught a cold. It wasn't exactly menacing for the most powerful sorcerer to be coughing and sniffling. Nevertheless, I need to make sure it's just a cold and not some plague he thought to himself, so he cautiously peered into the room he last saw his housekeeper. "Oh gods, it is a plague" He thought aloud when he saw the girl lying on the stone floor in a crippled heap. He covered his mouth with his sleeve and quickly made his way over to her, using magic he checked her for life. Thank god, she's alive, mentally shaking himself he gently picked Belle up then carried her to the dungeon. As he descended down the staircase the increasing harshness of the cold air became impossible to ignore, the young girl he held in his arms started to shiver and he immediately transported them to an unused room in the east wing. Finally realizing how poorly he had been treating her Rumpelstiltskin noticed the dress she'd been wearing for 2 months, needing something warm to change her into to he lifted off his cream coloured silk shirt and replacing her tattered dress with it. Not wanting to feel like a wretch, he left her in the thin chemise that only reached her mid-thigh, blush creeping onto his cheeks he pulled back the duvet and slid his little maid into the covers. He reached out brush the hair out of her pretty face when she stirred and rolled over, mentally screaming he quickly spun on his heel and left the room.
It had been nearly three hours since that shameful debacle, Why would I want to touch her? Why would she want me touching her? Would she let me touch her? Wait, what?. Rumpelstiltskin had tried everything to get his mind off it, he even considered opening a bottle of wine before his senses returned and he remembered the horrible things that happened when he drank. He immediately paused when he heard the sound of feet approach his wheel.
"H-hey" Rumpelstiltskin cursed himself for the stammer in his voice, he had no idea why he was so afraid to look at her.
"Rumpel?" he could hear the smile in her alluring voice, she stepped closer. His heart was racing so fast he was scared she could see it jumping from his chest. He finally mustered the courage to look up, his eyes scrutinizing every inch of her, the delicateness of her feet, the smoothness of her calves, the fair skin on her thighs, the way his open shirt revealed her breasts, the way her hair fell around her shoulders and how her flawless neck led up to the most beautiful face beaming down at him.
"You brought me up to that room to sleep, and I know I didn't take your shirt off and put it on" she said sarcastically. He hadn't even noticed that he wasn't wearing a shirt, glancing down to confirm this he saw that his chest was in fact bare. Blush formed on his cheeks and Belle laughed.
"Sorry, you just looked so cold" He managed to blurt out, this just made her laugh more.
"Thank you" She smiled "I can go back to the dungeon now" guilt bloomed in his chest, he had kept her in that hellhole until she fell ill.
"No, you will do no such thing. The room you woke up in? Yes, you will sleep in there from now on. It has an en suite and a walk-in closet" She looked confused. "I'll make sure there are plenty of new clothes in it, now go to bed. I'll bring you some food whenever you want it, just call me" He stated with a grin. She returned the smile and left to go explore her new room, Rumpelstiltskin found himself watching her even after she left. He'd never been more confused, but he still practically skipped off to his quarters in search of a clean shirt.