Title: Chuck and Blair: Small Snippits of an Anything but Small Relationship

Author: BookCaseGirl (Abby)

Date: October 13, 2009

Rating: T

Classification: Eh...does it need one right now?

Summary: Collection of very short drabbles from Chuck and Blair's relationship. Can start in any place in their relationship.

Author's Note: Hmmm....I'm sensing more angst in tomorrow's drabble, just so everyone's prepared. I'm getting sick of fluff :P haha

Special Note: I do not own Gossip Girl.


All That Matters

Out of the blue, his hand finds hers underneath the extravagantly decorated table. Blair gasps quietly (no need to alert the entire table to a hand hold) when she feels Chuck's finger tracing something into her palm.

She can't focus on what it is, since her eyes are rolling back into her head from the tantalizing torture he is unknowingly (or perhaps knowingly, since he was Chuck) giving her.

He nudges her with his elbow, glancing to the side ever so slightly. She feels his eyes boring into the side of her head and turns, trying to keep herself in-tact even as his hand still moves on her own.

"What?" she hisses.

"I have to tell you something."

"Chuck." Blair is serious now, and she takes her hand away from his. He only smiles and clasps them together once more. Suddenly, he is tracing something into her palm again, but she still can't make it out. His fingers are too soft, his hand too warm, and....

"Mmm," she moans quietly, and then gasps in audacity. She can't believe she just did that! What the hell was wrong with her!? Did she have tourettes or something?

When she looks to Chuck she notices that his face is closer to hers, and his eyes are bright with something...something different. Wait, happiness, that's what it is.

"I love you," he states simply. She's not sure how long it's been since he's uttered those words, but the moment she does, all she can remember is how much she wants to hear them – all day, every day. The way they roll off his lips and he drags out the 'l' in his wonderful (sexy) drawl.

Blair tucks her chin into her shoulder and she smiles when he ducks in and places a chaste kiss on her cheek. She turns her head, just as he is about to pull away, and meets his lips with her own.

"I love you too," she whispers into his mouth as her hands stroke his jaw lovingly. They're in front of numerous important people, but do either of them care? Not at the moment, no.

Because at that moment, the only two people in the brightly lit room that matter are them.

End Note: Aaagh, I really need to get more original. Sorry you guys had to suffer through yet another sappy "Awww I love youuu!!" thing. I'm just having a bit of trouble coming up with new stuff. If anyone has anything drabble-worthy, let me know, because I'd be more than happy to write it. Reeeeview, please!