A/N: REPEATINGLITANIES asked:Prompt: Belle discovers that Rumpelstiltskin made a "Belle Plush Toy" for himself ever since she moved out of the Pink Victorian House

Belle put a hand to her mouth, attempting to stifle a giggle. The felt doll shared her likeness and she wasn't sure how to approach Rumple about this. Or if she should approach him at all.

She grasped the felt doll and carried it with her to the living room, where Rumple waited for her. She worried her bottom lip between her teeth before she sat down next to him. She smoothed down her skirt, then leaned forward to grab the hot cocoa sitting on the table.

Rumple shifted and leaned into her, kissing her neck. He wrapped an arm around her middle. "I've missed you so much."

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She started laughing, and she even bit her tongue to quell the fit of giggles. She failed horribly.

"What's so funny?" Rumple asked, hurt that she would laugh at such a serious question.

"I'm sorry, Rumple. I found this, and I don't know why I find it funny but it's so cute and it makes me happy." She pulled out the doll to show him. "Is this supposed to be me?"

Rumple stared at the doll, shocked. "I-yes, yes it is. Where did you find it?"

"It was sitting on a small table in the hallway. It caught my attention because it looks so much like me. I didn't mean to laugh, Rumple. I just thought the doll was too cute."

He frowned a bit, but kissed her cheek. "I made it because I missed you as soon as you moved out. I figured that if I couldn't see you everyday, then something that resembled you would help. The chipped cup is wonderful, but it doesn't look like you, dear."

She gave him a solemn look, her heart breaking, but moving out was best for both of them. Once she felt settled into Storybrooke and she felt their relationship had moved forward, perhaps she would move back in with him. She leaned into him and gave him a kiss on the lips, deepening it once his lips parted.

"I love the doll, Rumple. And you're very talented."

He smiled at her and gave her another kiss before pulling her against him, and allowing his hands to roam over her body. After what seemed an eternity, their lips broke apart, leaving them panting and still craving each other's touch.

"Merry Christmas, Rumple."

"Merry Christmas, Belle." Rumple said before dragging her on top of him for a night of much overdue passion.