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If there was anything Belle loved about this new world, it was the movies.

After being saved from that asylum and finally being reunited with Rumplestiltskin, a challenge of an entirely different nature had presented itself: this new world she suddenly found herself being faced with. Simply being in Rum's home had been a fascinating, and sometimes hilarious, adventure. From the loud, large square box he called a dryer, to the magical little thing he called a phone, she was in a constant state of wonderment.

There were dangers present and the constant threat of the evil queen loomed over them, but with Rumplestiltskin, she felt completely safe and protected, as she always did. When they were together, nothing worried her or made her unhappy.

Nothing, that is, except for these things he called movies.

In the living room, there was a large T.V. in an entertainment center, and beside the entertainment center was a cabinet filled with movies. Belle had been confused by these 'movies' at first, but after watching a couple with Rumple (and a few dozen when he was at work and she was alone) she had fallen in love with them, especially one in particular called Titanic. She had begged and begged Rumple to sit down and watch it with her, eventually wearing him down to the point where he threw his hands in the air with a smile and sat down on the couch with her. That was almost two hours ago, and now, as Jack and Rose tried to escape their fate, Belle realized Rumple had fallen asleep with his head on her shoulder.

He looked so much younger and sweeter whenever he was asleep. How could anyone dislike him, much less think he was capable of hurting anyone or anything? They were just wrong, Belle decided as Rumple groaned in his sleep and snuggled his head deeper into her shoulder. Yes, he was wicked sometimes, and yes, he was capable of doing wrong. But deep down, he was a good man, a man who wanted nothing more than to love and be loved. And she was just the woman to do it.

Moving carefully, she kissed Rumple's forehead and snuggled closer to him.

"Sleep well, Rum."

The End.

A/N: Aww, fluffy RumBelle! Thanks for reading, and please review!