[For Blair]

[thewordofweb]

After everything, I can't believe that the one thing I reserve the most cowardice for is something I won't even face the consequences of until later on tonight or tomorrow. Whenever Joe starts picking up and finds it. I'm so fucking terrified that I've found myself on Blair's doorstep with my hand on her door, knocking as lightly as I can in the event I disturb Serena.

"Blair, prinzessin, it's me. I need to see you," I beg in a guttural and low tone, desperate as it gets.

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[filmstarbeauty]

"Two miserable little bitter peas in a pod. Lucky us." Blair was certain that was why she kept being spit out. No one wanted to keep her around. Flopping backwards on her bed, she nodded. "Okay. I can do that."

[thewordofweb.livejournal.com]

I shift and ease closer until I'm curled up with her in only the most platonic of ways, finding that comfort can come easy when it's like this. We can just be. I shift and offer her a tired smile. "Thank you, Blair," I murmur. "I love you to bits, you know that, right?"

[filmstarbeauty]

"I do, mostly because I love you too." Even though she sometimes wondered if he'd would love her less and want to coddle her if he knew all of the dark and painful things about her.

[thewordofweb.livejournal.com]

"Alright, I need to sleep," I mumble and flash her a smirk on my face. "If you want to use this as a story against potential boyfriend suitors, I'd choose now as a good time to invite them over accidentally while forgetting I'm here."

[filmstarbeauty]

"As if." Blair grumbled, elbowing him lightly. "And if you snore, I shoving you off the bed, for the record and then going to go sleep in Serena's room."

[thewordofweb.livejournal.com]

"Deal," I guarantee, though I know that I hardly ever snore, no matter what Liebgott says. If I can just focus on getting through today, if I can just do that, things will be fine.

Or that's what I keep telling myself.