I know that I should be updating my other story but... hell I needed to get this out. Yes, I am neglecting the other story... but I promise to finish it. This chapter doesn't have that much D/B action but the next chapter would just... yeah... I'm not sure either.

Please enjoy.


Dan Humphrey never takes off his watch.

It's not that she cares, really... she's just curious.

...well that's one of the reasons.

Truth is, she's just getting better at noticing things-- and Dan's watch just happen to be one of them

Why? Well he's been everywhere, being the only person she knows in Yale, and she's been distracting herself from the certain things that's happening in her life. Things the she wants to get distracted from.

Things that rhyme with Fuck and Hate.

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A Christmas party (they're all required to go home from college and attend) is what first gave Blair the opportunity to ask.

They both slip out of the party and ended up on the same balcony. Coincidence, of course, she wasn't curious enough to start stalking him.

"Humphrey."

"Waldorf."

After their usual greeting-- and realizing that neither of them plan to say anything else-- they both lean against the metal railing, facing the the Manhattan sky.

He wonders why she's here.

"Chuck and Nate." she says, as if reading his mind.

He doesn't ask. Instead, he offers his less dramatic reason.

"Bored."

She chuckles a little bit and turns to him, catching a glimpse of something shining.

"You never take that off." she said, gesturing towards towards his watch.

He quickly covered his wrist with his hand. This only caused Blair to become more interested.

"I guess I don't." he said coolly even if he knew his actions gave him away. Though he still hoped he wouldn't care that much.

"Why?" today wasn't his day.

"Nothing much." he answered hurriedly, mentally kicking himself for being way too obvious.

"Really now?" she looked at him skeptically.

He was starting to panic. Well, he was panicking more. He need get out of here.

"It's none of your business!" he said harshly then stormed back into the party, leaving a very confused and surprised Blair outside. He knew it was childish, but he would rather die than have Blair Waldorf find out. Well, not really.

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Jenny Humphrey saw her brother run from the balcony to the rooms upstairs, while tightly clutching his wrist. There was a bad feeling in her gut. She excused herself from Nate and walked towards the room Dan was in. With every step she took, she wished that he wasn't alone in that balcony.

"Dan..?" she carefully opened the door and stepped inside. He was sitting on the side of the bed with his head hung low and he was holding his watch really tight. "Dan take of your watch." she ordered, so he did.

Even though she's seen it a thousand times, the sight of the skin underneath always made her want to cry.

She subconsiously grabbed his hand and started tracing the deepest scar. He winced a little so she immediently took her hand off.

She stared at it and her thoughts flew to the memories of two years ago-- the time when he got that scar.

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Jenny was just lying down the bed, staring at the ceiling that friday night. She was absorbing everything that happened to her family-- their mom left them, causing their dad to become sort of an alcoholic. Everything was falling apart.

She heard the sound of scribbling from the other room. This must be the way her brother's coping-- writing.

She spent the hours listening to him write. Finding some kind of relief at the sound of his pen against paper.

The next day, he was doing the same, and she was still listening to it. Then suddenly it stopped, followed by the sound of something crashing. She waited for a few seconds before getting up.

She pulled the garage door open, only to find her brother doing something with his pen that's not he's not supposed to be doing.

She rushed to him and grabbed the pen.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

He sank to the floor and buried his face in his hands.

"Everything is falling apart..." he said, barely a whisper.

She knelt down with him and held his wrist, trying to stop the blood from pouring out. It wasn't that deep, but his ballpen was so blunt, she couldn't even imagine how much pressure he had to put just to pierce through the skin, but he dragged it across his skin... god... she didn't even want to think about it.

"It isn't, it isn't. We can get through this." she was trying to convince both of them.

He hugged his sister's small frame while crying on her shoulder. She just lets him.

"I'm sorry, Jen."

Tears fell from her eyes.

"Please don't do that again."

"I won't, I promise." he hugged her tighter.

"I can't lose you Dan. Not now, not ever. I almost..." she started sobbing.

"You won't lose me... I promise."

"Don't... don't..."

"I won't."

They fell asleep on the floor that night with his arms around her. He never took it off until morning.

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She sat down beside him and hugged him when she realized that they were the same old scars, nothing new.

"I wouldn't, Jen... not again. I wouldn't" he said as both of them fell to the bed, never breaking contact.

"I know, I know. I was just..."

"Worried. I know. Blair was--"

"What? Blair? What did she do?"

He turned to her.

"No. She didn't do anything, she was just wondering why I don't take off my watch."

"Oh."

He brushed his hand on her cheeks.

"Don't worry, Jen. I won't, I won't." he yawned, causing her to yawn too.

"I know Dan. You won't." she said sleepily then closed her eyes.

"I won't leave you." he smiled and closed his eyes too.

"You won't, I know you won't." she murmured.

"I won't." he finally said before both of them fell into a peaceful slumber.


Yeah... I love it when Dan and Jenny act like sweet siblings. (It isn't happening much in this season.)

But I do think I kinda overdid the sweetness... Yeah...

Please review. Thank you.

And by the way... I'm now twelve!!! Yay!!!... yeah... uh... um... yeah... just putting it out there... yeah...