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She could tell from the look on his face that he was annoyed.
They were in some expensive boutique of the 5th Ave and Blair had tried a lot of dresses, but couldn't find one that would fit on her. They were too small, or too big. Since she was now in her fourth month of pregnancy, the belly was a bit evident. She still managed to hide it, but people started to talk, but they didn't make a big deal about it yet.
Chuck's PR had suggested it. It would be more gossip if told later, and they would have more privacy. Not that Blair cared when the world would know that she was pregnant, but still.
"So when are we going to tell the press? KC said the sixth month would be okay" Blair mumbled one time while they were eating lunch together.
He sighed and shook his head, as to think about it. "Do you want to tell the press?" he had asked her, not sure of what Blair really wanted. "You are the pregnant one."
Blair blurted into laughter when he made that beat. She pursed her lips together as to show him she wasn't amused by the clear evidence, and said "Would it be okay? Wouldn't it be a scandal? I mean, people know we've been together for years, but what if they believe we're getting married just because I'm pregnant?"
"It's pretty much clear we're not becoming husband and wife just because you're pregnant, Blair" he said with a calm tone, "And you can't hide your belly for long. They're going to know it one way or another."
She had debated that maybe they could just wait one more month, but he looked pretty indifferent to the thing that after a while she gave up. Chuck didn't really bother of when they would release a statement to tell New York they were expecting, he wanted her to decide. He wanted her to be comfortable about it.
Chuck knew her too well to assume that she wanted to tell everyone that she was pregnant because otherwise people would start thinking she was getting fat or perhaps a breast surgery.
Her boobs became so much bigger than they were the month before.
She was fixing her lingerie one day, looking at her reflection on the mirror, and he walked in the room. He suddenly noticed the tiny bump that was slowly forming and a smile appeared on his features.
Blair was trying to button her bra, but it looked like it didn't want to hook, so he got behind her and tried to give her a hand. "It doesn't work, Blair" he informed her. "There's too much space between the hooks that I can't even try to stretch them out. I would've ruined your favorite La Perla if I tried."
Blair had heaved heavily and got rid of the piece of underwear fast, she had to find another one that would work or she would go out bra less.
He watched from behind as she barely lowered down to pick another bra from the drawer to try it, her breasts free to wander on her chest made him lick his lips with lust.
"I can't believe I can't find a bra to wear, I can't believe it! I'm not even in the eight month!" she said angrily as she finally managed to button one of her favorite bras, "Think how much my boobs will grow by then. I would need Dorota's bras when they do."
Chuck watched with amusement as she wore a blue dress. He had opted to wait for her sitting on the edge of their bed, the view was even better from there. "Well, then we'll buy new lingerie" he had said, "So you'll feel comfortable. And so will your boobs." He giggled lightly.
She turned abruptly to watch him chuckle nicely. "What are you laughing at? I bet you're enjoying this" she said a bit disappointed. He just looked away briefly and smirked, so she moved forward to him, putting herself in between his open legs to watch him closely.
"Of course I do" he simply answered. She pouted.
She crossed her arms on her chest. She looked down and tried to avoid his stare. She started to imagine the future, when her body would change more and probably make her look like a big whale. "You won't enjoy when my ass will become bigger that when I sit on your lap" she whispered softly, her gaze still looking away from him "And my hips will make me look like an armchair... Or worse. You won't enjoy it" she repeated with a dramatic tone.
He took both of her hands gently from her chest and onto his, then he kissed them. He decided to weight on her hands to push her on him, her still tiny body fell with deliberation on his as her butt perfectly lied down on his thigh. She couldn't help but turning then, her eyes met his and her mouth feel open.
"You are so stupid to even think I would get tired of you" he said, his lips soon on hers to give her a quick peck on the lips "Even a noteworthy ass or a voluptuous breast won't change a thing. The fact that you are -we are going to have a child, won't change who you are. Getting pregnant makes inevitable that your body will change, but change isn't equivalent of losing. The love I feel for your won't fade just because you don't get in your size 4 dress. Plus, I'll have something more to squeeze when we have sex" he grinned jokingly to make her smile.
But Blair didn't look like she had got his point when she found herself in a boutique with him and noticed that she couldn't get in a size 4 dress she had spotted before they got in.
She was trying to make it fit for about twenty minutes that far, and outside of the dressing room Chuck was getting really bored. He had asked her if the dress fitted her, but she had just given him a rushed answer that he didn't take it good, he knew there must've been a reason why she had answered with such touchiness.
"Miss, is the dress good? We have a bigger size if you need it" one of the salesladies had informed her ten minutes before. Chuck had promptly put a finger on his mouth as to shut her up and not let her say those 'bigger size' words to his girlfriend.
So the saleslady stepped back nodding, she went in the back of the boutique to look for another dress for Blair as Chuck tried to talk to his fiancée. He knew what was stopping Blair from getting out, the dress probably wasn't of the size she needed in that moment since her belly was bigger and her whole body was changing. It wasn't easy to do up a zip of a dress when you have like a great stomach ahead of you.
Chuck stepped towards the dress room slowly, but he didn't open the curtain. He thought that surprise her in the middle of her drama wasn't the right thing. She would've kicked him out of the boutique maybe.
"Blair" he said her name softly, his voice almost a whisper.
Twenty or more seconds passed before he could hear her say "I don't like this dress."
"It doesn't fit good?" he just asked, he didn't want to get into the matter too much.
There was silence again on the other side. He thought that she wasn't prone to let this go just yet, but she had to. She had to understand nothing would change when she'll wear a size 6. She will get rid of that size once she'll have their baby. It would be for just a few months.
"It doesn't... Fit" she exhaled deeply after a while "At... all." She said the words struggling, she didn't want to let him know that she felt ashamed that she was getting fatter because of the pregnancy, but that's how her voice came out.
He wasn't fully sure of what to do, so he asked before doing anything. "Can I come in?"
He waited impatiently for an answer, but she just opened the door of the dressing room slightly to let him get in.
The dressing room was pretty big so they fit together in that space, but he just tried to stay next to her, he wanted to let her know that he wanted to be close and admire her body. He didn't want to analyze anything of her figure whatsoever. He just wanted her to be happy.
She turned to the mirror, and so he noticed. The zip wouldn't go up than the half of the dress, that in that moment looked exactly like the bra she was trying to button that morning.
She was staring at her reflection with a blank face.
"Would you like to try another one? The lady said there are some dresses you'll like" Chuck tried to say, but Blair shook her head soon.
"I want to go to another boutique" she said, her tone firm "It will fit in another place."
Chuck sighed and rolled his eyes. His hands were in his pockets and he was trying to figure out how to make her reason without being too rude. If he wasn't so thoughtful and calm that morning, he would've told her to just get off that dress and ask for a larger size so that it would finally fit and they could finally go to a nice restaurant to eat. He indeed told her that, but with a nicer tone.
"Blair." His tone was firm, but she didn't turn. She kept staring at herself in the mirror. Chuck stepped forward "I know that this may be hard for you now, but you need to do it. You can't go out with unzipped dresses and pretend that they fit when they don't."
"I'm not doing such thing, I'm just saying that - "
"That what, Blair? The dress isn't made like it should and that's why it doesn't fit? That she gave you a 0 instead of a 4? Stop lying to yourself. It won't work. Accept your state."
Blair turned abruptly, then "I do accept my state! And the dress doesn't fit because it doesn't. It's the style. Stop trying to give me life lessons" she said roughly and started to undress.
Chuck raised his eyebrows questioningly "Then just ask for a size 6. It won't hurt. I'll stay with you. I'm sure you'll feel better after" he tried to explain, but she just went out in her slip to call the saleslady. He reached her to see and listen to what she wanted to do.
"I'm sorry, this dress doesn't fit. Perhaps you have a Greek model size 4?"
"I'm going to pick up few models. Be right back" the lady said as Blair gave her the dress.
Blair turned to him and he was watching her intently. "What?" she asked after a while, but the saleslady came back before he could respond with a stack of dresses.
Chuck kept himself calm and silent in the corner of the dressing room, watching as his fiancée started trying few of the new outfits.
It looked like the problem was always the same. She had a larger waistline, bigger boobs, and even a bigger ass. The dresses wouldn't zip, not a bit, not when the saleslady asked to come in and Blair reluctantly let her in to help.
"You'll need a bigger size, Miss" the woman informed Blair when then eleventh dress wouldn't fit at all. "I'm going to pick it up." But Blair stopped her and instead decided to go out of the boutique, she was bored to shop already.
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So after three hours of not realizing she needed a size 6, the couple was now sitting on a bench in Central Park. He was massaging his temples while Blair had her legs crossed and looked like she was waiting for something to happen. "What are we doing here" she had asked Chuck at some point. "I still need a new dress. And so do you."
"I never said I wanted a new outfit" he interjected "It's not like I'm pregnant."
At the word, Blair tapped his mouth with a hand, making him startle. "Do you want someone to hear you, Bass? That's so unreasonable of you."
Both of Chuck's eyebrows rose, he looked amused and skeptic "Haven't we talked about this? So you've finally decided when to tell the press? Enlighten me" he asked.
She sighed and bit her lip, starting to play with her purse "I did, in fact. I spoke to my Mother yesterday when you were asleep and she said is better to pretend nothing is going on now" she tilted her head right "Just because, next month... It will be better next month."
Chuck frowned and looked at his feet. He started to think and reason on her answer, but the affirmation didn't make sense just yet. "Next month? I know KC suggested it, but why?"
"Because I decided so" she just answered, then stood up and started walking away. "Hurry up, I need to visit Saks before we go to lunch" she called, and Chuck followed her.
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It was now afternoon when Blair had finally found a dress. It was dark red and had a nice skirt, it was almost perfect for someone who wanted to hide their belly because they were fat, and perfect for Blair that wanted to hide her belly because she was pregnant.
"The dress is perfect, isn't it?" she asked to one of the salesladies.
The young girl nodded and grinned, the dress looked good in fact. Chuck had been watching the entire scene from a chair nearby, his attention more on the saleslady than on Blair. The fact was that he called her while Blair was choosing what to try, and asked her to cut the label of whatever dress Blair was going to pick, it didn't matter if he had to pay for dresses that didn't fit her, they would fit in the future. The only thing that wanted was to open her eyes.
He asked the saleslady to pick a dress 6 despite the fact the Blair would ask for a 4, he gave her 500$ to do the trick, and she obviously accepted the challenge.
Blair turned to Chuck and spun on her heels just for him. "How do I look?" she asked, and her fiancé smirked before answering her.
"Gorgeous. Red suits you."
She had smiled and felt lighthearted, and her mood obviously became better when she tried other dresses and they fitted her. It was normal they did, they were a fake size.
Chuck was proud of himself for have thought about that, he also had a little gift when Blair had decided it was enough for the day. Blair in fact had innocently called him into the dressing room asking him to zip up the dress she was trying. She didn't just let him do what she asked for, she also reached for his hand and let him wander under the skirt. It felt so good and relieving for him, the day was changing in better. Now they only had to eat something.
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The limo took them to an Italian restaurant not far from the shops they had visited that day. It was almost 5pm when they sat down around the tiny table, both were starving. The Italian food was the one Blair looked like craving that month, so it was like inevitable to stop there to eat instead of going to a normal restaurant like Chuck had planned to do. And he had to bribe the meter because there weren't any tables that weren't booked that night.
"Finally. I deserve a hot meal after all that tiring trying of clothes" Blair commented while eating some ravioli pasta from her dish.
Chuck sipped a bit of his red wine and rolled his eyes, trying to avoid her gaze. "And I for all of my patience, I guess" he said. "But in the end it was worth it. The dresses look amazing on you" he added smirking at her.
She smiled innocently and looked down at her plate "This dish is amazing, Chuck. I am happy you found a table at this restaurant. How did you do?" She asked, curious.
Chuck giggled lightly, "I told him that my fiancée was pregnant and she craved for some Italian food" he joked, he just wanted to see her reaction to that affirmation.
She pouted and narrowed her eyes. She didn't answer him, and he knew he had moved something in her when they finished at the restaurant and she didn't say a word in the limo, she didn't even lay on him like she used to, she stayed pretty much curled on her side of the limo and stared at the world passing them by.
He started to getting annoyed by the silence once the clock ticked eight-thirty and she started to prepare for the night. It wasn't usual for Blair, she and Chuck didn't go to bed before midnight and they passed a hour or two reading or watching TV in bed, or they just talked about their day, they cuddled.
But that evening looked different. Did she find out about the labels on the dresses?
When he saw her headed right in the bathroom probably to take a shower, he grabbed her arm. She turned abruptly and didn't look quite happy. "What do you want?"
Chuck's tone was firm and neutral. He didn't want to fight. "What's wrong, Blair?"
She sighed loudly and looked away "There's nothing wrong" she said angrily. "Now let me go. I need to shower!" she practically yelled, but he didn't let go of her arm just yet.
"Something is not right. I want to help" he pleaded.
She bit her lip and freed from his grip "Looks like you already did" she retorted "I know what you did with the dresses. You changed them and picked a larger size just so I would be happy! You shouldn't have done this. You shouldn't have" she cried out with rage "I checked when I took them out of the bags. I knew it was too good to be true!"
"Then what's wrong in that, huh?" he spit back "I just wanted you to be happy! I know how much you wanted to go shopping, but if you kept lying to yourself you would've ended up deluded, and then this would go on you would pretend to fit in a 4 when you are a 6."
She narrowed her eyes "Is this what you're saying? I can't accept being like this?" she pointed to her belly "I accepted it long long time ago, for your information. I just don't love when my favorite skirts open and my lovely stockings rip, that's all. Is it enough reason?"
Chuck closed his eyes briefly and massaged his temples. "I am just saying that you aren't accepting the fact of being larger" he said, regretting the term as soon as it went out of his mouth "Because of the baby," he added.
Blair put a hand on her hip questioningly "Just say it" she begged, her eyes starting to water as she looked away from him "Say it! And let's get over with it."
He frowned "What? There's nothing left to say. I already said what I thought."
She shook her head angrily "So have I. And I don't want you in this bed tonight" she said heading towards the bathroom door "I'm not sure if I want you tomorrow either. So you better pack some of your things and go before I go wash myself" she said without turning, her eyes full of tears but her voice still firm.
She waited for an answer but he didn't say anything. She just heard the resounding noise the door of the bedroom made when he strongly shut it. She wiped her tears or better tried to, and then shut the bathroom door behind her. As soon as she had her hot shower and went out of the room thinking she had made a mistake ordering him to go, she went looking for Chuck in the whole penthouse without success. She wasn't aware of where he could be at first, then she received a text.
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The following morning was a blast for her to wake up and find the other side empty.
Not that he didn't go to work early and left her alone in the bed before, but this time was different. He had finally brought his work home and he just went to his Hotels for two or three hours a day to check few things, then he practically worked in his old style office with ebony furniture and high priced paintings from Sotheby's.
She rubbed her eyes and turned on her light blue bed pillowcase. It occurred to her that she might had cried during the night because it had few stains. She rolled in bed and checked her phone on the nightstand. No calls, no texts besides the one from Serena of the night before.
I'm telling you just because he asked me. He's staying at Lily's. He said take your time to decide and then let him know. - S
What she had to let him know, she had no idea. Was he thinking that she wanted him out of the house for good? She asked herself the question many times and she always said no. Then why did she order him to get out? She was mad, but it wasn't something she couldn't fix if she thought about it. It wasn't something they couldn't resolve. They wanted to get married. She wanted to get married. She was sure. She was also sure she wanted that baby, and that if she had to become 'larger' like he said, she couldn't stop it. She had to accept it.
She sighed and then went to take another shower.
When she went out, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She had a white towel wrapped around her body that made her belly more evident now that she looked closely at it. It made her frown, she thought how her body would change in few months but told herself that she had chosen, and that if she was sure she didn't have to change her mind.
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She wore one of the new dresses he had bought her, and decided to go straight to the Van der Woodsens. It was an edgy dress with peplum detail at the waist, and it was pale pink. It was sleeveless, she wore it without a coat because it was a hot day. The thing that she wanted was that the dress would wrap tightly around her.
When she walked into the Van der Woodsen's penthouse, nobody came to greet her but Lily. She was surprised at first to see her, Serena had told her mother was away with Rufus.
"Blair, dear" she greeted her with a hug and looked at her future daughter-in-law with excitement. "This is dress is so lovely, is it new?" she asked with curiosity.
Blair smiled "Yeah, I bought it yesterday and thought I wanted to christen it today" she said.
"Did you come for him?" Lily asked kindly when she walked Blair into the living room, she just wondered. Blair didn't feel like saying yes out loud, so she just nodded in response. Lily lowered her voice when she answered "He's in his old room. He didn't tell me why he needed to stay the night, and I didn't ask" she explained before a long pause. "If you have problems, Blair... I know you two love each other, but the life together as husband and wife is different than the one as a couple."
Blair sighed and looked briefly away "Thank you, Lily. I'm going to fix this one" she added before hugging her again and walking away to Chuck's old room.
The corridor wasn't that long. She spotted the familiar door on the left at the end of it, and didn't knock. When she slightly opened the door she found the room darker than usual. There was a warming sun outside, but the curtains were closed. She saw the unmade bed and a book next to the pillow, but he was nowhere in sight. She looked on the left and reached the windows, but he wasn't in the corner of the room either.
"I wasn't expecting you this early" a voice said after few seconds with a bit of sadness, Blair turned and he was sitting in the opposite direction on an armchair. He had the same shirt he was wearing the day before, and his hair were a bit ruffled.
She cut the distance but didn't dare to get too close to him. "What I did yesterday was wrong" she started to explain "I didn't have to get out out of the house."
He looked serious at her "But you did" he commented, his words low but strong and cold.
She bit her lip, she hated when he was being cold. "What you did yesterday" she started "I didn't want it, hence, I dreaded it, but... Looked like it was needed" she continued as she tightened the grip on her bag when he casually avoided her gaze "Can you believe it? A life is growing in me. At first I thought it was going to ruin my body, but now... Now I see it as a blessing. If God gave me this child then, then it's a gift" she said. At the last words, he turned. She was standing still in front of him, clearly anxious. He didn't answer, though, so she decided to continue. "And you were right" she repeated "I am in need of larger set of clothing. So if you want to, we can go shopping now" she said trying to smile.
Chuck opened his mouth in disbelief, then he stood up. "Are you sure you're ready?" he asked, his tone serious than before as Blair looked puzzled "I just need it to know. Because if you don't want to be in this anymore – get married, well, then... We'll figure something out for this baby when it's born. You just have to ask, because we -"
She trailed him off and reached for his arms "I want this baby, Chuck. And I want to marry you, I really do" she smiled at him "We could have lost it two months ago, but he didn't give up. He stayed. He wants to stay with us" she said with tears in her eyes.
He smirked at that point, and pushed her in his arms for a tight hug. It wasn't his usual behavior, but he was too happy to hear that she had gone past that issue finally. "You have no idea how much you made me happy with this" he confessed with a low tone, a shy tone "How ecstatic I am to have this child" he said sheepishly.
Blair gripped her arms around him and kindly whispered an "I love you" as they stayed that way for way too much seconds until he leaned her back to look at her dress.
"Is this dress new?" he asked smirking.
She puckered her lips "It is. If I'm not wrong you chose it" she answered.
"I did. I remember I said how much this color makes your skin look like porcelain, and your lips full and so kissable" he said with pride.
She lowered her head briefly, he had made her feel shy again "But you still have your shirt from yesterday, Mr Bass. Is not cool, and we don't match" she said with a silly tone "I believe we should get rid of it and give it to someone to wash it, and call Dorota to get you a new shirt and a pink tie... Don't you think?" she said as she started to open his shirt.
"Whatever you want, honey, but at one condition" he licked his lips when her hands started moving on his heavy chest "Since I need to have a shower, I believe it's better if you supervise it... You know, I may not wash myself well. I have no idea how to clean my back" he made an innocent face as his lips formed a little childish pout and he started moving backwards towards the bathroom of his old room.
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Almost a hour later, he was lying in the bathtub and she was in between his legs, her head on his shoulder as he had his arms gripped on her stomach. His head was casually leaned forward on hers as her gave her kisses here and there, and she giggled in response.
"How many months are left?" he asked out of the blue.
She didn't need to count on her hands as she just did the maths in her head "Almost five" she answered slightly turning her head towards him.
He nodded, then there was a brief pause "I can't wait" he confessed.
Blair smiled and she was lighthearted at the sound of his words "Me too" she said "I can't wait to see how he will look like. I just hope he doesn't have your head" she giggled.
"What's wrong with my head?"
"You have a big head, Bass" she informed him as she barely turned to mess his hair "If I don't want the hole between my legs to become as big as the hole in the ozone layer, he better not have your head" she shrugged her shoulders.
"He's a Bass, he'll surely have my big head. He can have your slim body if you want, or your dark eyes" he commented.
She bit her lip "But I love your eyes" she complained "He'll be the most beautiful baby if he has your caramel eyes" she turned and kissed his neck. "And if he's as talented as you in charming women, he'll have great success for sure" she grinned.
"He's a Bass" he repeated "he'll surely be a successful man. Like his parents" he added.
Blair giggled lightly and then stood up from the bathtub. "We've been here for too long, Bass. Lily may wonder what are we doing here" she said as she extended her hand and he grabbed it and stood up too, their bodies against each other.
She could feel his wet skin pressed on her body and it made her feel good. His hardness stressed her inner tight as her breasts were tough on his chest. His hands started to push the back of her shoulders into him as he entered her. His tongue was working her lips as the rhythm slowly continued and he went in and out of her, both in between her legs and with his tongue in her mouth.
The muscles of his shoulders stiffened when he gave her one hard push, she dug her nails into his bare back and freed herself from his kiss to let out a quiet moan of pleasure on his shoulder. The sudden eagerness to bite his muscles there was irresistible that she couldn't stop it, she bit his skin sweetly as he still managed his push into her tiny body.
He was working a way on her bare back now. He managed to lift her leg up his hip to thrust into her with more decision than few minutes earlier, then he reached the climax too, he gritted his teeth and a muffled moan went out of his mouth, several times as he kept coming in her out of her. She wasn't any better in hiding her moans of pleasure, she hoped no one would hear. They had shut the door after all, who would dare to get in?
He started squeezing her back as he slowly let her leg drop on the floor of the bathtub, their lips crushing again, harder, and their bodies pressed together as they were sticked with glue.
They seem like unstoppable, he didn't seem tired after a while, and neither was she. What she needed was just a deep and profound contact with him, something to prove once again that they were connected, that they loved each other, every inch of each other.
But it was too late to cover each other when they heard a voice "Chuck, are you here? Mom wants to know if you're going to -" she cut her voice off when she got in the room, a naked Chuck and Blair exposed under the eyes of an incredulous Serena.
"Serena!" Blair almost yelled and tried to cover Chuck's frontal part while he looked like he didn't give a damn that Serena could see him naked "Haven't you heard of knock?"
Serena covered her mouth with a hand and started giggling, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry. Mom just wanted me to see if you had sneaked away from the window, but it looks you haven't" she kept laughing watching her and then Chuck with amusement.
"What are you staring at! Serena!" Blair admonished her friend when her eyes dropped elsewhere, probably on her bare ass. "Leave us alone!"
"Don't worry, I can't see his pecker from here" she shook her head "I'll see you later in the living room" she excused herself still laughing before going away.
When her friend was gone, Blair refocused on her fiancé. She was slightly annoyed when he noticed he was laughing. She collapsed on his chest because she flushed and she didn't want him to notice, and whispered something "Let's get dressed, now!"
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Blair and Chuck managed to get in their clothes again. Blair had called Dorota, and the woman had picked a fresh suit for him to wear. Now she had a pale pink dress and he had a pale pink bow tie. They finally matched as they went out of Chuck's old room to go back to their penthouse.
Serena and Lily were there, and it looked like Dan and Rufus had joined them. They were all sipping tea, when they heard the sound of Blair's heels on the marble floor, everyone turned.
"Hi there, guys" Rufus said, all cheered up. "It's good to see you here. Haven't catch up in a while" he added, then sipped his cup of tea.
Chuck and Blair walked towards them hand in hand, Blair was a bit awkward because Serena kept staring at her with an amused expression "It's good to see you too, Rufus" Chuck said. "I'm sorry I came here without telling anyone, and stopped your plans to leave with Lily."
"But we're going to leave now, Charles" Lily said as she stood up, and Rufus followed her. "Our suitcases are already in the car. I just wanted to say goodbye to you and Blair." She said as she reached him and Blair to hug them, then she did the same with Serena and Dan. She turned before going, and so did Rufus. "Well, we'll see you in two weeks" she added.
"Take care of the house, you two" Rufus recommended to Dan and Serena, then waved.
The four of them watched each other awkwardly when the parents left the house. Blair was still a bit embarrassed for the situation of few minutes before, and Serena made the things harder when she started to laugh out loud.
"There's nothing to laugh for, Serena!" Blair blurted out angry.
"I am seriously embarrassed, seriously. I'm sorry" she tried to apologized within a giggle. "But I swear I didn't see his pecker, Blair" she put a hand on her forehead.
"Thank God you didn't" Blair rolled her eyes "God, I feel so disconcerted for you too, Serena. Because you could have knocked. That's what fists are made for" she explained.
"I didn't think" she kept giggling "I was just looking for Chuck, but who cares now? I didn't see his pecker anyway" she repeated, and Blair inhaled deeply.
Chuck was laughing up on his sleeve, while Dan looked totally lost. "W-what's going on?"
"Your girlfriend was about to see my fiancé's... Pecker" she dreaded the word but she used it anyway "But my body shielded him so she didn't see. It would've been betrayal, you know."
Dan frowned and an awkward grin appeared on his features "I'm not jealous" he said.
"You're not jealous?" Serena popped in and threw a pillow on Dan's head. He shook his head and they started a pillow fight Blair and Chuck avoided to join.
"Call me if you don't destroy Lily's feather pillows" Blair called while Serena and Dan played with each other. She just heard her friend say 'yes' before entering in the elevator with Chuck. They were holding each other's hand, and when the elevator started to go down they couldn't help but burst into laughter too.
"I noticed you're not wearing a coat today. Aren't you afraid of the belly showing?"
Blair grinned and gripped the hold on his hand "I'm not. After yesterday I realized that everyone should share this happiness with me. I want everyone to know that I'm expecting."
"That we are expecting" he corrected her "Remember I helped too" he raised both eyebrows.
She giggled lightly and put her head on his shoulder. The elevator's bell rang and they went outside.
"You always help me" she confessed, and he smiled warmly. They got in the limo to finally explore the town without secrets this time.