Best wishes for you all for a wonderful New Year! Sorry i haven't updated as promised, but real life got in the way this holiday season. Anyway hope you guys still continue to enjoy my fics. Happy Readings! xoxo
Dare Devil
And there he was again.
It annoyed the hell out of her that he always seemed to find a way to sneak up on her. Especially in her own home. What the hell was the point of having concierge service and dozens of maids if neither one was capable of denying him entrance?
"What are you doing here, Bass? Are you insane?" Blair whispered furiously as she walked over to her closet and put on a robe over her overly short and revealing nightgown.
"No you must be. You're having your annual Waldorf Soirée and neglected to tell me?" Chuck joked as he stood from his seat on her bed and walked over to her. "The richest and hottest Constance Billiard girls are all under one roof and I wasn't invited?"
"What do you want? The last thing I need is for the girls to wake up and have them find me here with you," Blair whispered harshly as she picked up the spare quilt in her closet and stood before him with her package.
"That wouldn't be so bad would it, Waldorf? I mean I'm just like Nathaniel," Chuck said smoothly as he walked over to her and grabbed on to straps of Blair's robe.
Blair slapped at his hands and pulled away quickly. "No! No you're not. Nate would have the decency to not sneak into my bedroom, especially not in the middle of the night, and especially not when half the girls in our class are no more than twenty feet below us," Blair scoffed as tightened up the sashes of her robe and took a step away from Chuck.
Chuck, being Chuck, refused to catch her drift and took a few steps forward to come closer.
"Chuck. Get out!" Blair whispered harshly, her temper rising as she fought to maintain her tightly knit composure.
Stumbling a few steps forward, Chuck grabbed on to Blair's waist and kept his feet planted on the ground before he managed to trip onto his face. "Good God, Bass, are you drunk?" Blair grunted as the weight of Chuck's body became propped against her own tiny frame. The smell of alcohol surrounded her immediately and she scrunched her nose up in distaste.
"Define drunk," Chuck slurred, his voice giving the first indications of just how intoxicated he was. Smiling roguishly, he leaned against Blair's shoulder and looked deeply into her eyes. "You know, Waldorf, if you gave me a chance, I'd show you how a man is suppose to treat a woman," Chuck growled semi-seductively, but the hazy look in his eyes and the unsteady gait in his walk only gave Blair reason to chuckle lightly.
"OK Romeo. I'll take your word on it," Blair teased as she attempted to guide Chuck to her bed.
"I'm serious," Chuck whined, the weight of twice his weight in alcohol being consumed by him in the last three hours, was starting to take its toll. "Just one chance, and I'll blow anything you and Nathaniel have ever done out of the water."
"Come on, Bass. Let's get you to bed. I can't possibly live with myself if I send you out there now in this state of drunken stupor. Bart will kill you," Blair said, ignoring Chuck's rant about her and Nathaniel's sex life. If it wasn't that he was drunk off his ass, he would be halfway to the Palace by now with a nice welt across his face thanks to her hand.
"Are you going to join me?" Chuck asked in all seriousness. Or at least as much seriousness as a drunken person could muster.
"You're going to sleep. I'm going to wake you in the morning before anyone notices you're here, and you're going to go home. Understand? I don't even know why I'm letting you stay here," Blair complained as she shoved Chuck onto the bed and began to remove his shoes.
"Are you trying to violate me, Waldorf? Getting me naked and in your bed," Chuck mumbled as he slid higher against the pillows and began to doze off quickly.
"Of course I am Chuck. You're my every fantasy come to life," Blair teased as she wrapped the sheets around his already sleeping form.
Walking quietly to her closet, she picked up another rolled up quilt and made her way to the door. "Goodnight, Bass."
"'Nite, Waldorf," came the muffled voice from under the pile of sheets.
Blair smiled, shook her head and closed the door quietly behind her.
OK so this scene is suppose to be after Blair and the girls get back from Eleanor's store where they left Jenny locked inside. So this is before Jenny shows up at Blair's house and Blair is already asleep in the bed downstairs. I guess this chapter was suppose to show Blair's soft side for Chuck. :-)