Dan stood in front of Serena's door, knocking lightly. He had spent the past two hours playing basketball by himself and he realized he needed her. He knocked again, his hand freezing in place when he heard her muffled voice. "Go away!"
He jiggled the knob slightly, calling her name. "Serena, its me."
A few seconds later, the door was thrown open, revealing a messy haired, red eyed Serena. She was standing a few steps back, giving him space to walk in. She closed the door behind him and leaned against it, as if catching her breath.
"I'm sorry." He murmured, eyes swiveling from the carpet to her. "I should have never violated your privacy and I should have told you about it. It was wrong of me and I'm truly sorry."
She walked towards him, all but collapsing into his arms. "I forgive you." He let out a breath of relief, wrapping his arms around her. "But you have to know something."
"Okay, what is it?" He walked her over to her bed, the two of them sitting on the edge of it.
"What I said earlier, and I what I wrote...I just want you to know that I meant all of it." She murmured, suddenly finding it hard to look at him.
"Every last bit?" He asked, remembering a certain three words he had found on the diary entry.
"Everything."
He smiled, and pressed his lips against hers. He wanted to tell her that he loved her so badly, but now..with the whole fight with Blair, it just didn't seem right. It wasn't the right moment, he wanted it to be special. "Good, because I mean it when I say you're the most important person to me right now and I can't stand being without you."
She smiled, kissing him again. Pushing him against the sheets, her hands reached the hem of his shirt, about to pull his t-shirt off when her stomach growled. She broke the kiss, giggling. "I'm sorry, I haven't eaten all day."
"Its alright," he chuckled, kissing her again before pulling her off the bed. "Come on, we're eating."
"But..Blair..Chuck"
"Since when has that ever stopped you?" He grinned, but pulled her close, kissing the top of her head. "I'm right here, alright? I'll protect you."
She nestled into him, suddenly breaking out in giggles.
"What's so funny?" He asked, eyes twinkling with amusement.
"You just reminded me of how in action movies, there's always one guy who says "I'll protect you" and he's always the one with a six pack."
His eyebrows creased together, and he laughed, unable to resist. "You're so random. And I do have a six pack."
"Oh, I know." She murmured, kissing him again before they finally got out of the bedroom.
--
"Blair," Chuck called softly, not wanting to startle her. "Can we talk?"
"Go away Chuck."
"Blair.."
"What makes you think I want to talk to you Chuck? You practically broke Dan and I up and now all you're trying to do is make a move on me. I don't want to talk to you."
"Chuck, leave her alone." Nate spat, entering the room. "She doesn't want to talk to you." Turning to Blair, he smiled. "I got the movie you wanted. Want to set it up in my room while I get the popcorn?"
"Okay." Blair stood up, brushing herself off. Sitting in front of a fire for so long could get tiring. "You're not allowed in, Basshole."
As she entered Nate's room, Nate chuckled. "Well, I got to say, she definitely is creative."
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
"I'm fighting for her."
"Why don't you go for Serena?"
"She has Dan."
"So what? Man up Archibald, steal her."
Nate smirked, shaking his head. "See, I'm already doing that..with you and Blair." He walked past Chuck and towards the kitchen before turning around. "If you fuck up Dan and Serena, I'm going to fuck you up, got that?"
"Why play with pawns when I have the queen in my clutches?"
"She doesn't want you either."
"So you keep saying." Chuck drawled, turning on the heel of Italian loafer and going back to his room.
--
Later that day, somehow all five of them were in the living room and there weren't any death threats in the air.
"Maybe we should go back to my room." Dan whispered, his breath hot on Serena's neck.
"No, that means giving up and I'm not giving up." She breathed back, feeling Blair's eyes on her as she kissed Dan's cheek. "Just wait it out a little longer, please?"
They were curled up in a large armchair, Serena's legs draped over the arm rest as she sat comfortably in Dan's lap. Chuck sat in an armchair across from them, one hand holding a glass of scotch, the other taking notes in his leather bound notebook. Nate and Blair sat on the couch, with Nate taking up half the couch and Blair perched on the end, glaring at Dan and Serena.
"This isn't a fight, Serena."
"It is to me." She muttered back defiantly. She felt his fingers squeeze her waist and she automatically relaxed.
"Think about it this way. If it were a fight, you already won. You got the guy. Now, can we go eat?"
"Fine," she relented, standing up. Together they crossed the living room, somehow not being shot by Blair.
"Kitchen sex" Chuck coughed as the two disappeared.
"Don't eat any of the poptarts!" Nate called, brushing his bangs out of his face. "Blair, do you want some food?"
"How about you get some cherries, and we can share." She murmured, kissing Nate's cheek as he stood up to get them.
Chuck looked up from his notebook, eyes blazing. He knew exactly what she was doing. Teasing the fuck out of him. He put on an innocent voice, speaking to Blair. "Do you think I could have some too, Blair?"
"After you explain to me the whole diary escapade." Her voice was calm, flirtatious, and most of all, dangerous.
He nodded, licking his lips. "Blair, I want you. You were preoccupied with Daniel. A relationship set to fail and he was lusting over my sister. Serena wanted him, and I suppose I was too caught up in getting you that I never thought it would hurt you."
"You broke Dan and I up before we really had a chance."
"Blair, he wanted Serena. He's always wanted her, I'm sorry."
She stared at him, her brown eyes skimming his form as if she were considering. "Fine, you're forgiven, Bass. But don't think its going to be so easy 'getting me' as you so eloquently put it."
"Clearly you've never seen me at my best." He murmured easily, pleased that he was forgiven.
"Well you have Nate to beat, so we'll see."
