A/N: I haven't written a fic in a very long time and this is my first fic for this particular fandom. No beta so, apologies for any errors. Story takes place after 108 Seventeen Candles. B & N are broken up and B & C have just been fooling around for a month with no talks of commitment. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl. If I did, Chuck would always be randomly taking his clothes off on the show.

Dulcius ex Asperis

Chapter One - Favor

She saw him from her mirror, "What are you doing here, Chuck?" the irritation in her voice was too harsh to be believable.

Chuck closed the door behind him and took a few steps closer to her vanity where she was sitting. His hair was a disheveled mess and he was wearing the same black pants, navy blazer and white cotton t-shirt from last night. Blair was annoyed by the sudden smell of scotch that lingered in her room. But, what annoyed her more was how handsome Chuck still managed to look even after a night of heavy drinking. Blair continued to brush her hair, ignoring the familiar warmth that slowly coated the pit of her stomach.

Chuck's head dropped down as he broke the silence, "I..." his finger tips kneading the temple of his forehead, "have a favor to ask." the words came out slow like molasses.

A favor? Did she hear him correctly? Chuck Bass did not ask for favors. Chuck Bass took whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted.

Blair turned around and let out a bitter laugh. "You have got to be kidding?"

"I wish." his eyes were fixed on his shoes.

They stood there in silence once more.

"I need you to be..." He took a deep breath as if every word he uttered caused him physical pain. "my girlfriend."

"What? Why?!" Blair could not believe what she was hearing.

"Just for a day." He added quickly.

"Is this some kind of joke?"

Chuck ignored her disbelief, "Just for a day." he repeated slowly.

Blair was speechless, all she could do was stare at him. He looked embarrassed; a look Chuck Bass was not known for.

"Why?" her tone was laced with curiosity.

His eyes finally met hers. "My father thinks we're dating."

Blair's mouth fell open.

"He saw you leaving my room last night." The embarrassment on Chuck's face was quickly replaced with a smile. He couldn't help but reminisce about a certain Upper East Side Princess moaning under him the night before.

"Finish your story, Bass." Blair glared at him.

He let out a low laugh that sent goosebumps up Blair's spine.

"This morning he said he was going to back out from investing in Victrola. He told me if I can't even commit to one girl then I'm probably not serious enough about Victrola. "

"He makes a good point." Blair shot back Her heart twisted slightly at the thought of Chuck sleeping with other girls.

"Well, I'm sure you can fill in the rest of the blanks, Blair." He replied sourly. "I told him whatever he wanted to hear so he wouldn't back out of the Victrola deal."

Blair narrowed her eyes but she remained silent.

"And that's where you come in." He slowly walked over; his eyes never breaking away from hers. "I guess he wants to us together with his own eyes." With only inches between them, he lowered his mouth to her ear. "Apparently, giving my word is not enough for him."

"With good reason." Blair managed to reply coldly but she felt her cheeks warming.

Chuck's lips curled up against her ear knowing he was getting to her. "Just for a day." He whispered huskily in her ear before meeting her eyes again.

Blair's knees weakened under her, "What's in it for me?" she replied hoping Chuck didn't notice the unsteadiness in her voice.

"If memory serves me right, you still owe me for discovering Serena at the Ostroff Centre." Chuck smiled cockily.

Blair scoffed, lost for words.

"The three of us will have dinner at the Palace. One dinner. That's all I ask." He paused. "Please?"

Please. Blair closed her eyes, "Fine."

Chuck grinned childishly.

"On one condition." She looked at him seriously. "I'm the one that breaks up with you."

"What?"

"When we 'break-up'" Blair air quoted. "You have to tell your father that it was me that broke up with you. Not the other way around."

"What difference does it make?" Chuck still confused.

"I've already been the sad charity case once when Nate and I broke up. I'm not going to let that happen again." Blair shook her head and tried to ignore Chuck's growing smile. "God, I can't believe I agreed to this."

"This is partly your fault, Waldorf" He teased. "If you weren't screaming my name so loud last night my father would have never known I had a girl over."

"You're disgusting."

Chuck laughed and placed a kiss on Blair's cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow."