A little holiday fluff for your enjoyment!
Chuck stood casually, hands buried deep within his pant pockets, as he waited for Blair outside of the Empire Hotel. His gaze flickered across the people scurrying by. It was cold outside, and, as the sun was currently sitting very low on the horizon, Chuck suspected the temperature would only plummet further. Dainty little white snowflakes fell from the sky and landed in perfect shapes on his black coat. He breathed out and watched as his breath turned white and floated up, evaporating into the cold air. Chuck looked down the street once more, and there, to his delight, was Blair, walking briskly in her high heels. She saw him and smiled.
"Hi," she said, once she was close enough. She placed a brief kiss on his lips. "Sorry I'm tiny bit late. I was just finishing picking up your Christmas gift." She looped her arm through his as she spoke, and the pair began to walk down the street.
"Oh?" Chuck looked at her, a small smirk appearing on his lips. "And what did you get me, may I ask?"
"No, no, no," she laughed. "I'm not telling!" He leaned closer to her, trailing his lips along her cheek until they reached her mouth.
"I bet I could make you tell me," he whispered against her lips. She had stopped walking at this point, so engrossed in the feeling of his beautiful lips against her own. She sighed happily and reached her hands up around his neck in order to pull him closer.
"Tell me," he murmured. That shook her out of her reverie. She pushed back slightly from him, turned back towards the street, and continued walking.
"Nope," she said, grinning up at him. He groaned.
"I don't know if I can wait," he said.
"You're such a little boy," Blair laughed. She ran hand across his cheek. "But don't worry," she paused, kissing his lips once more. "I'm sure we can find lots of ways to distract you from thinking about your present!"
"You think?" He said, grazing his lips across her ear.
"Yup!" She smirked at him. "But first, we need to buy the gingerbread house making kit!"
"Tell me again why we need this?" He moved his arm so he could grasp on to her hand as they walked. She glanced down briefly at their hands and smiled softly.
"Because I never got to make one as a kid. Daddy always promised, but by the time Christmas came around, he always forgot. And to tell you the truth, I always forgot about it too. It wasn't very high on our Christmas to do list. There are so many other things to do!" Chuck smiled at her enthusiasm.
"You're gonna love it!" Blair continued. "Just think of all that frosting and all the many things we can do with it," she smirked. And Chuck leaned in for another kiss.
"You're right," he said. "Brilliant idea." He chuckled lightly. Blair stopped walking suddenly. Chuck looked back in surprise.
"Chuck," she said.
"Yes?" He replied, equally as soft.
"I love spending this time of year with you." She cupped his face in her hands, bringing his mouth towards hers. Their lips touched lightly, and they stilled their lips, simply pressing them together and enjoying the sensation of absolute closeness.
"Blair," Chuck said, pulling back ever so slightly. "There's nobody I'd rather be with," his thumb grazed her lips lightly. "There's nobody I'd rather be with any time of year. Only you. It's always been you." He kissed her again, this time slipping his tongue between her lips. She gasped.
"I love you." Chuck said.