You me and who?

After a month of a long honeymoon ,the couple returned to the city , their daily life was on track as they both took over were they left off , Chuck as Ceo at Bass industries and Blair as head of Waldorf Desings, their schedule was hectic but they made a vow to spend every free minute they have together also they had started the search for their new home , a task not so very easy.

They were madly in love ,that was obvious to everyone who saw them , the problem was thattoo many people sawthem.

They soon embark on a quest to find their perfect home ,lists and lists of property were submitted to their ofiices every day, every luxurious real estate agency has been alerted .

Blair's demands was something to be expected, but the young bride had become very picky in her preferences.

Although they were in a hurry to leave from Blair's penthouse , Blair was so picky that she had turn down many houses on the Upper East Side (Chuck mentioned once about the Upper West Side and Blair shot him a dirty look that made his stop at once) and had become a nightmare for all real estate agents, Chuck knew that it would take time .

So they were stuck at Blair's penthouse .

It was comfortable when they were alone, when Eleanor & Cyrus visited that was another story.

Cyrus maybe loud sometimes but he was always district around the young couple, not wanting to disturb them in the slightest, Eleanor Waldorf on the other hand not so much.

Eleanor was the owner of the place after all so it made no effort to cut her annoying habit of dropping by unannounced from Paris. This was especially inconvenient for Blair and Chuck, until it became downright embarrassing for all of them.

It was a quiet Sunday afternoon, spring in the city had arrived, Blair and Chuck had planned to spend the afternoon inside their roomrelaxing.

As they were in the bedroom, Blair was frantically undressing Chuck getting him off from his trousers and shirt, Chuck on the other hand had already removed Blair's dress and had his hand in her bra as he was unclasping it, they had just made it under the sheets ,Chuck was kissing her deeply as he was ready to remove the last barrier between them ,his hands travelling below her navel when—

Eleanorsuddenly opened the door, breezing in without knocking "Blair, darling, I was just at Bergdorf's and found the most divine—OH MY GOD!"

Blair and Chuck froze, mid-kiss, as Eleanor stood in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock and horror. Blair, mortified, quickly pulled the sheet up to her neck and tried to cover herself with a nearby blanket, while Chuck lay his back at the headboard as he pulled himself the sheet over his naked torso, he simply cleared his throat and gave Eleanor a polite nod.

"Afternoon, Eleanor." He saidcalmly

Blair wasglaring at her mother, her face flushed with embarrassment"Mother! What are you doing here?!"

Eleanor wasstill in shock, and freezed to the door tried to avert her eyes"I—I was just bringing you something, new fabric, but clearly, I should have called first!"She quickly turned around, her voice trailing off as she fled down the hallway."I'll be downstairs… far away… waiting…"

As soon as Eleanor was out of sight, Blair let out a frustrated groan, flopping back onto the bed and covering her face with her hands.

"This is exactly why we need our own house, Chuck. We can't keep living like this!" she mumbled through her fingers.

Chucksat up, a smirk tugging at his lips"Agreed. Though, I have to say, it's not every day your mother walks in on us like that. Adds a certain… thrill."

Blairpeeking out from behind her hands to shoot him a death glare"Chuck Bass, if you're suggesting that we make this a habit—"

He laughed and raised his hands in surrender, he was upset and mortified as well that Eleanor walked in on them but he couldn't ignore how comical it was the whole thing.

"Not at all, Blair. But you do have a point. We need a place that's just ours, that's why we must make up our minds now." he said pointedly hopping for Blair to get the message.

Blairsitting up, her expression turning serious"Then we need to get serious about finding a house. But it has to be perfect—something with history, character, and—"

Chuck cut her off, shaking his head "Blair, I love you, but if you don't stop being so picky, we're going to be living with Eleanor forever. At this point, I'll take anything that has four walls and a door that locks."

Blair crossed her arms, still determined "I just want something that feels like us, Chuck."

His expressionsoftened , leaning in to kiss her on the forehead"I know. And we'll find it, I promise. But maybe… we can compromise a little? Somewhere between a historic landmark and an old townhouse on the UES"

Blair sighed, knowing he was right. As much as she loved her penthouse, it was time to find a place that was just theirs—no surprise visits, no interruptions. Just them.

"Okay, you're right. We'll be less picky. But it still has to have character."

Chuckgrinned"Ok Deal. And in the meantime, maybe we invest in a lock for that bedroom door?" he joked as he hugged her.

Blair rolled her eyes but couldn't help laughing, leaning in to kiss him again. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, she knew that with Chuck by her side, they'd find the perfect place soon enough. And when they did, it would be the start of the next great chapter in their lives.


One week later:

Chuck knew that his spare suite in the Empire would come handy. After the little run in with Eleanor last week they decided that as long as Eleanor & Cyrus were in town to keep their dalliance away from Blair' s room .

Chuck's room in the Empire suite was still available even though Nate was occupying the other room, he was out of town with some business for the Spectator , so Chuck didn't miss the chance to spend an uninterrupted evening with his wife as the search for the new home continued.

He was moving above her while kissing her lips , her neck, her shoulders everywhere he could as her legs were wrapped tight around him as they rocked together in perfect rhythm.

''I love you'' Blair says as he grabs his face and guides his lips into hers

''I love you too baby' 'Chuck responds not once breaking their rhythm of their beautiful dance.

The world outside didn't exist as far as they were concerned—until it suddenly did.

Nate Archibald just left his bag in the living room, the Chicago trip really took it out of him and the story he was following turned out to be a dead end, but at least he came home early.

He took off his jacket and tossed it on the couch, went to get a drink when he saw a little light coming from the other room, chuck's old room, he walked over to the door, which was open, and heard the distinct sound of a bed squeaking,'

'can't be chuck he hardly ever comes in here since he got married, maybe it's the help cleaning the place up, but at this hour''? he thought

So curiosity killed the cat , he just nudged the door a little bit more open totally oblivious to what he was getting himself into.

'What the- OH, COME ON!'' When he saw Chuck's back and underneath him a plie of limps (which he assuming it was Blair) he freaked out and started to make a quick exit, but he turned around too fast and hit himself with the door.

Blair let out a startled shriek, yanking the sheet up to cover herself as Chuck quickly rolled off her, his expression switching from surprise to pure irritation. Nate, eyes big as saucers, looking absolutely terrified, spun around on his heel and slammed the door (not very gracefully).

"I didn't see anything! I thought someone broke into the suite, Carry on! Or don't! I'm just gonna… go."

Nate muffled through the door, his voice high-pitched with embarrassment as he run into his room.

Blair's face inside was one of embarrassment and frustration. She threw a pillow at the door, which is now closed, and groaned in frustration.

"This is ridiculous! First my mother, and now Nate? WE CAN'T EVEN HAVE A PRIVATE MOMENT IN YOUR OWN SUITE, CHUCK!". Blair collapses on the bed and stares at the ceiling.

Chuck's initial irritation gave away to reluctant amusement as he heard the elevator door open , Nate was leaving.

''Oh well theEmpire has fallen, or maybe Nate just has really bad timing" Chuck flipped over onto his back next to her.

'Now where were we?'' he said as he turned to Blair, Nate walking in on them didn't really bother him , if he was honest many times in the past he had walked into Nate or the opposite, but he would never divulge that detail with Blair.

Blair turned to look at him, still fuming, but she couldn't help but notice the smirk creeping onto Chuck's face. Against her she felt a slight smile pull at her lips.

"This isn't funny, Chuck! I am not in the mood anymore'' Against her she felt a slight smile pull at her lips.

''its just Nate ''Chuck tried to reason ''I mean nothing can beat Eleanor walking on us.

'We're practically fugitives in our own lives, hiding out in penthouses and hotel suites like some kind of scandalous affair."Blair ingored him

Chuck finally laughed unable to keep a straight face "Well, we do thrive on scandal, don't we? But I have to admit, this is getting out of hand."

Blair sat up, crossing her arms and trying to hold onto her frustration, but Chuck's laughter was infectious. She let out a defeated sigh, a small smile breaking through her annoyance.

"Okay, maybe it's a little funny. But seriously, Chuck, we can't keep living like this. We need our own place—a real home where we don't have to worry about people barging in on us."

Chuck nodded, his tone softening as he put a stray of hair behind her ear

"You're right. We've been dragging this out for too long. I will call the agency again tomorrow''

"And you'll stop making excuses about every house I like?" Blair raising an eyebrow at him.

"I promise darling. I'll even let you pick out the drapes."

Blair laughed, leaning over to kiss him, all the frustration of the situation melting away.

Blair pulled back slightly, her voice firm but affectionate "Let's make this a priority, Chuck. No more delays."

"Agreed. We'll find our dream home, Blair. And once we do, we'll lock the doors and never let anyone in. Except maybe Dorota. But she has to knock." he joked as he held her close.

Blair laughed again, feeling the tension ease away as they both settled back into the bed.

Chuck pulled the covers over them as he kept going where he left off.

Despite the interruptions and the chaos, she knew that as long as they were together, they could handle anything.