AN: This takes place after 1x13 and 100 AU. I don't own anything, though if you want to give me Chuck, I'd be happy :)
She doesn't really think when her fingers press C on her phone while scrolling through her contacts.
And even though deep inside she hopes he doesn't pick up, she waits patiently for good two minutes before she hears his husky voice.
He isn't actually happy to hear the reason why she wakes him up on Sunday at 8 fucking am. But he's so tired of pretending that he doesn't care. And the worry in her voice makes all his sleepiness to vanish immediately.
He waits for her by the Palace entrance, and even though the street is full of yellow cars already (it is New York after all), his eyes stop on the one, passing the nearest crossroads, and he knows it's the one.
Being the gentleman that he is, he opens the door, and Serena gets out, looking crappier that he can remember her ever be. The next thing he sees though almost makes him throw up. His face getting pale and his throat dry. Blair's tiny form is stretched on the dirty taxi's floor, her high-heeled Dior shoes laying aside in the pool of her own vomit, her short silk dress pulled up almost to her waist and showing everything that shouldn't been shown. Her eyes are rolled, and he's sure that it scares the shit out of him.
He throws some bills to the driver and picks her up easily, leaving it to Serena to care about her shoes or purse.
He doesn't know if she follows him. The only thing he can concentrate on this moment is how light she is and how limp her body feels.
When he gets into an elevator, Serena rushes inside seconds before the doors close. She doesn't say anything. And — serisouly — he wouldn't listen anyway. His lips are tightly shut, and he wonders if the pain in his chest he starts to feel now is caused by this tiny girl laying unconscious in his arms.
He gets her to the bathroom in his suit, and Serena even tries to say something in protest when he begins to free her from her dress. He only glances at her in response, the look in his eyes telling her more than she needs. So she just backs away, leaving them alone, and for once he's actually thankful to her. He continues to undress her, letting his mind register the broken strap of her dress and one very noticeable hickey on her neck. He tries not to think about this now though (he even fights the urge to shout when he notices her smudged red lipstick), making a mental note to himself to ask Serena about everything later.
When all Blair's clothes is finally tossed aside, he picks her in his arms once again and lays in already prepared tub. She whimpers softly (the first sound she makes), but he's glad she's coming to her senses.
He takes care of every inch of her body, washing it with the soft sponge, making sure the water doesn't get into her eyes when washing off her hair. She regained her consciousness now, and he catches her lost stares a couple of times. But she doesn't say anything to him, and he's not willing to break the silence either.
He's surprised that his body doesn't have any reaction 'cause of her naked form. And for the first time since their last conversation in Butai he thinks that hoping that abusing her verbally would help those damn butterflies to go away was beoynd naive.
He wraps her in his white terry towel, and begins drying her softly. He watches her face from the corner of his eyes, and notices that she's finally aware of her surroundings, her look seems to be focused on the mirror behind him.
His heart flinches when she gently pulls away from him and heads for the door, but stumbles the moment his hands let go of her waist. He catches her of course, and she doesn't protest when he lays her under the covers of his huge bed. Serena is nowhere to be seen, and Chuck is grateful to her once again.
Blair's eyes never leave him, while he makes her one of his famous coctails that should help her to sober up. And even when he brings the cold glass to her dry lips, she keeps staring at him over it. He can feel the question is about to be asked, and patiently waits for her to speak up. When she doesn't, he gets up and carries now empty glass back to the counter, but she suddenly whispers 'I miss you so much' and he hears her quiet sobbing with his back still to her.
He closes his eyes and inhales slowly, thinking about how ridiculous their current situation is. After several moments, he turns around and sees that she pressed her head to the pillow and covered it with the comforter almost completely.
The pain in his chest is still there, and he can think about only one way to get rid of it. So he takes off all of his clothes, leaving only his boxers on, and crawls beside her under the comforter. He hugs her tightly and presses her naked body closer to his. She's still sobbing, but she turns around in his embrace and snuggles into his chest, her small palms snaking around him.
He can swear that he's never felt more comfortable in his life. And the light smile touches his lips. He's never going to let her go again. And it's actually sad that they can't stay like this forever.
She pushes herself away a little bit, and before she knows it, he kisses her gently. Probably, it's the most tender and sweet kiss he ever gave to anyone, even her. But yet again, he blames those butterflies. She responds slowly, he can feel her smiling in the kiss and it's all that matters right now.
They fall asleep in their tight embrace, and make love few hours later when they wake up. They talk a lot afterwards, and he's the one saying 'I love you' first. She looks puzzled and he can feel his heart skipping several beats while he waits for her answer. It seems that eternity has passed already, and he can't help but think that maybe she doesn't love him back. But when she says 'I love you too, Chuck', he realises that it took her only two seconds to reply.
They never talk about that night though. He doesn't want to remind her of it. Instead he talks to Serena and learns the name of the guy who touched her.
When he stands in her doorway a couple of hours later his knuckles are bruised and covered in blood. It's not his blood though. And he feels another wave of satisfaction when he remembers the bastard's frightened face.
Blair is far from being satisfied though. But she doesn't say anything to him, just walks him to her bathroom and cleans his hands. She knows what he did, and deep inside feels grateful to him for that. He takes her right there, on the bathroom floor, and the word 'mine' slips at least three times from his tongue.
But she doesn't protest. Because thanks to one of the most horrible nights in her life, being Chuck's Bass girl is something that makes her life normal again and definitely helps her to breath.
