A/N: A simple collection of drabbles for my Gossip Girl OTP. This one takes place in 3.09.
adamant: (adj.) too hard to cut, break, or pierce.
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A lot of things can be said about Nate Archibald.
Liar. Clueless. Manwhore.
But never let it be said that he isn't loyal, because when it comes to people he cares about, he always finds some way to pull through.
So when he exits the hotel, done playing his part in reconciling Blair and Serena, and Jenny calls him, asking for a favor, he can't find it in his heart to deny her.
He never could. He likes how that hasn't changed, despite having not really talked to her in over a year.
He re-enters the ballroom and sees her talking to one of her Constance minions, eyes cold and tone snarky, and his mind takes him to where all he can see is an innocent fourteen-year old girl sitting on his old couch, intently listening to him rant about his family problems, Blair's annoying tendencies, and how lacrosse is wearing him out as she silently eats the mint chocolate chip ice cream that was always stored in his fridge, especially for her.
To a time when he wouldn't hesitate to call her his friend. His confidante.
She dismisses the girl with a simple wave of her hand and spots him. The corners of her scarlet lips pull up into a smile of gratitude and she walks toward him, radiating a sense of dominance and power that he doesn't recognize.
"My hero."
Her lapis lazuli eyes sparkle, and he finds himself smiling in return, because the way she carries herself may be different, but the fact remains that to him, she's still Jenny; still that girl that he thinks the world of, still that girl he's more than happy to protect, still one of the few girls he'd do anything for.
And his smile grows when he realizes that's something that will forever remain untouchable.