Everything She Ever Needed Ch.15 - Shower Me With Love
Chapter 15 - Shower Me With Love
The passing of two and a half more months had brought Serena and Blair into the beginning of August, nearly three weeks away from the baby’s due date and into the cooled atmosphere of their town car on a late summer afternoon.
“Serena van der Woodsen, is there a good reason as to why you kept me at some stupid low-end shopping mall all afternoon, because my feet are swollen and they hurt like h -” Blair cut herself off, throwing a fierce glare at her girlfriend as she placed her palm at the side of her stomach, “really badly.”
“Stop freaking out, Blair.” Serena sighed, setting her mane of blonde hair against the headrest of her seat. She had a mission to complete for Eleanor, and while Blair’s manipulative skills were usually enough to make anyone cave, Serena refused to let this be ruined.
“There is no way I can stop freaking out when I can’t get the stench of middle class department store perfumes out of my clothing!” Blair stated matter-of-factly and tugged her floral and pastel printed Hermes scarf from her hair, where she had been using it as a headband. After holding the material to her nose for a fleeting moment she screwed up her face in disgust, and then flicked the offending silk away, letting it flutter from her fingertips and onto the leather seat.
At that moment, Serena reopened her eyes to look down at the smooth fabric that had glided over the back of her hand. She studied the details of the elegant flowers on its surface, until suddenly she caught the familiarity of the scenery outside from the corner of her eye, indicating their near arrival.
“B! Close your eyes, don’t you dare look out that window!” Serena’s abrupt and forceful command had caught Blair off guard, but she was definitely not ready for the blonde launching herself across the seat to clap her hand over her face.
Blair automatically clutched at Serena’s wrist, trying to pry her hand away from blocking her vision. “What are you talking about and what are you doing!?”
“Just don’t look…” Serena directed, keeping her fingers in place. “There may or may not be a surprise waiting for you at home.”
Silence enveloped the car for a few seconds, and Serena could feel the apples of Blair’s cheeks moving against her hand as her face spread into a slow grin.
“Really?” The brunette’s voice sounded pleased, not alluding to the fact that she had just been forcefully blinded by her girlfriend.
The sleek black car idled to a stop in the driveway, and Serena smiled widely as she glanced out the window before making sure Blair was completely sightless. “Do you have your eyes closed!? You can’t see anything!?”
“I couldn’t possibly see anything, Serena! You’re hand is smashing my face!” Blair huffed, surrendering herself to whatever trickery the blonde was putting her through.
“Okay, good!”
Serena carefully guided Blair from the car and up the sidewalk to the front door, making sure to keep the blinders on Blair, for she had been known to ruin a surprise or two by peeking. After helping the brunette waddle up the porch steps, Serena pushed the door open and urged her girlfriend in first.
“Are you ready?” Serena was trying desperately not to laugh, but Blair’s annoyed sighs combined with the scene in the foyer was much too humorous.
“I really don’t know what you’re doing to me, but yes, I guess I’m ready.” Blair said monotonously, and then suddenly Serena’s hand moved away.
“Daddy!?”
“Blair-Bear, it’s so good to see you, darling!” Harold exclaimed, as his very shocked daughter threw herself at him, embracing him in a tight hug.
“I can’t believe you’re here, Daddy…” Blair spoke enthusiastically, nearly suffocating her father. “No one told me you were coming!”
Eleanor, Dorota, and Serena exchanged knowing glances, all of them smiling at having so thoroughly deceived Blair.
“Well, that would have spoiled the entire surprise!” Harold told her, and then Blair released him from her grip to turn to the person standing not far behind her father.
“And Roman, how are you!?”
Blair threw her arms around Roman’s neck as well, probably greeting him in the warmest manner ever, since meeting him.
“Just wonderful, Blair! And may I say that you are more gorgeous than ever!?” The Frenchman gushed in his flamboyantly over the top accent. At that, Blair couldn’t help but roll her eyes to herself, he would always slightly annoy her for no good reason at all, aside from the fact that he also acted so ridiculously ditzy all of the time.
After releasing herself from Roman’s over eager embrace, Blair made her way towards Serena, who was already mingling with Lily, and her brother, Eric, who were also in attendance. Taking her hand, she brought her to the side for a moment and caught her lips in a quick kiss.
“Thank you so much for doing this for me, Serena. I’ve been missing him lately.” Blair whispered quietly, lacing her arms around the blonde’s neck and looking into her deep blue eyes.
“Well, thanks for the kiss, but it wasn’t my idea.” Serena whispered back, her bright smile filled with laughter at the brunette’s confused expression. “I only had to keep the secret, this was all Eleanor’s doing.”
They both glanced across the room to where Eleanor was giving her a small smile, while she, Harold, Roman, and Lily chatted casually. Blair smirked to herself, her mother really did have a heart, although the eye rolls she was secretly shooting Roman’s way outwardly belied the fact.
“Now you know why she had to be so persistent in convincing you to do this, you’re so difficult sometimes.” Serena spoke lightly against Blair’s hair as she moved to wrap her arms around her from behind.
“S?” Blair called for her girlfriend’s attention in her sweetest voice.
“Yes, B…”
“Shut up!”
*****
A few hours later the entire group was gathered in the living, where a vast amount of designer boxes were spilling over with ribbon, delicate tissue paper, and ridiculously expensive baby items. FAO Schwarz, Ralph Lauren, Burberry, Tiffany, Coach, Cavalli, Gucci, D&G Junior, none of it was off limits and it was easy to see that this little girl would be the most spoiled that the Upper East Side had ever seen.
“So what happens when you take two of Manhattan’s richest and most beautiful girls, and let them raise a baby?” Lily laughed over her champagne flute, and then tipped back the rest of its bubbly contents.
“A cocktail for the most perfect little socialite in the making!” Eleanor exclaimed, before clinking her glass against Lily’s, and then Harold’s and Roman’s, who had also joyfully agreed.
“Oh God…” Blair breathed out in exasperation, wanting to drop her face into her hands. Serena was by her side, just giggling quietly over their parents’ odd displays.
“It sounds like a cocktail for the most perfect little monster.” Eric suddenly murmured under his breath so only his sister and Blair could hear.
The pregnant brunette turned to him with a sugary sneer in place, he was undoubtedly correct. “She will be the cutest little monster you’ll ever see!”
“Yeah! Tiny headbands and all!” Serena added swiftly with a lilt of her head, and Blair nodded in agreement.
“That’s true, I just feel bad for all the poor innocent souls she is going to crush.” Eric stated, feigning sadness as he shook his head back and forth. “They won’t see it coming.”
“Not if I can help it!” Blair announced proudly, even though her thoughts were completely contradictory. If she could help it her daughter would be more like Serena, someone who was easy going and sincerely cordial, but without the bout of slutty behavior and sudden retreat to boarding school. She wouldn’t want the role of high, untouchable queen pushed onto anyone else, because while it looked appealing from the outside, she knew what it felt like from the inside.
Just as she was about to become fully lost in her own hopes, Blair’s father distracted her with a happier subject. “So, Blair, Serena, have you decided on a name for her yet?” he asked, after plucking a lime green post-it note from the ebony end table. It was covered in list of names written in Blair’s meticulously perfect handwriting; some circled and some neatly crossed out with a line.
Blair just sighed, while using her straw to push the lemon wedge past the ice cubes in her water. “We have tried to narrow it down, but Serena is just too picky.”
Disbelieving looks were exchanged throughout the room, Eric chuckled out loud, and soon a shocked Serena was retaliating in her defense.
“Excuse me!? Who is the one who has had very detailed regulations on naming babies, ever since she was like three months pregnant!?” Serena fired back. There was no way she was going to be labeled as the indecisive one out of the couple.
“Well, you know it’s important, S! The name has to fit her!” Blair reasoned.
Suddenly, Roman was giddily kicking his foot which rested over his crossed legs, and nearly clapping his hands in his own excitement. Both Blair and Serena turned to him in partial vexation, expecting some random interjection of broken English.
“Maybe you could wait until she is born, and then you will see her little personality and choose a name that fits.”
It was difficult work for Serena to turn her head quick enough to get out of his line of vision, before she rolled her eyes dramatically. But Blair, on the other hand, was slowly donning a pleased smile.
“Roman, that might just be the best thing I have ever heard you say!” Blair’s reply was honest and double edged; to him it was a compliment, but she had meant it as a sharp barb, because usually his babbling was impossibly dumb. “He’s right! How can we name someone we don’t really know yet!?”
The two youngest van der Woodsens eyed each other, using their bond as siblings to silently convey that they were both thinking about the oddness of the whole situation. It was a good possibility that Blair had gone completely mad in the last few months of her pregnancy.
*****
“Seventeen days, this feels surreal.” Serena stated as she stared at the calendar, while Blair rummaged through the refrigerator later that evening.
“Yeah, this feels surreal alright. I never thought I would be eighteen years old and too fat to bend over.” The brunette had one hand underneath her now largely rounded stomach, huffing as she attempted to grasp the olives that had been placed too low on the shelf for her too easily reach.
“Let me get that!”
“Too late…” Blair smirked, holding up the jar just as Serena leapt from the barstool she had been sitting on. “But you can open it for me!”
The blonde narrowed her eyes, taking the last few steps towards her girlfriend. “As if you need help with that!” Snatching the jar from Blair’s fingers, she uncapped it and took out an olive, before placing the jar on the countertop.
“You don’t even need these, but you know what you do really need?” Serena quizzed, raising the olive to Blair’s reddish lips and then snagging it away, causing a whiny sound. “You really need to be in bed.”
Just as Blair opened her mouth to protest, the blonde chose that moment to shove the olive into her mouth, quieting her for a second as she chewed, and allowing Serena to begin dragging her into the master bedroom.
“You’re supposed to be on bed rest this whole month, as much as possible, and you have been up all day.” Serena scolded. Her tone was light and teasing, but they both knew just how serious she was.
The brunette hurriedly swallowed. “It wasn’t as if I wanted to be at that mall all day, it was your fault, S!”
“That is exactly why I am demanding that you get in bed.” Serena answered, as she dropped Blair’s hand to rip the plush comforter and crisp sheets downward. The tall blonde did feel a jab of guilt for having Blair out all day when she was hardly supposed to leave the bedroom, but it was difficult to obey the doctors’ orders when everything seemed to be going so well. “And after we get back into the city tomorrow, you are not allowed to leave your bed or do anything unless you’re being rushed to the hospital to have a baby!’
“Fine! I just get so bored!”
Serena shot her girlfriend an incredulous look, her eyebrows rising in question as she crossed her arms over her chest. She was not sure how Blair could already be bored by her sentence to bed rest when she had yet to rest at all. Blair just sat against the headboard looking dejected, and soon Serena could not hold her glare, sighing and then letting it melt away into a sympathetic smile.
“You know, before you found out you were pregnant we used to lie in bed for hours…” Serena spoke sexily, while moving onto the mattress and straddling the brunette’s thighs.
Blair scoffed at her girlfriend’s suggestive comment and clasped her hands over her stomach. “Serena, that was when I actually had something to do in bed!”
Setting her hands atop Blair’s, Serena then replied without really thinking. “Well, I guess you could look at it this way, once the baby is born you’ll be too busy to ever lie in bed.”
“Ugh, not helping…”
“I know, I’m sorry…let’s try something else.” Serena announced and then managed to situate herself behind Blair so she was leaning back against the headboard, before beginning to knead the brunette’s shoulder muscles.
“Mmm, don’t stop, S.” Blair nearly purred. After carrying around what felt like two hundred extra pounds all day, the sensation of Serena’s hands working against her back was amazing.
The blonde nosed dark tendrils of hair from Blair’s neck and brushed her lips past the skin beneath her ear. “How does that feel?”
“So good, go lower.”
A few minutes passed, and soon the firm press of Serena’s fingertips along with the slight pull of her kisses on Blair’s throat became too much. The brunette turned her body and after a bit of maneuvering, the two were lying side by side and heatedly kissing, theirs hands tangling in each other’s hair.
Serena missed kissing and touching her girlfriend this way, and considering how Blair was hungrily tugging and nipping at her bottom lip, it was obvious that she longed for it too. But when fingers trailed down the blonde’s chest, she reluctantly separated herself.
“We can’t…we should stop.” Serena whispered, and Blair nodded her head in defeat, before relaxing against the pillows and closing her eyes.
Serena took a deep breath and subsequently released it, as she slid Blair’s hair over her forehead and tucked it behind her ear. Brown eyes reopened and silently studied the face lying next to hers, until the moment was broken by Serena’s voice. Her mind was always bouncing ideas and thoughts back and forth, and she could never remain in silence for too long.
“Are you excited?” She asked in a gentle tone.
Blair furrowed her eyebrows, giving the blonde before her an amused look. “Right now?”
“No, I meant are you excited to finally have her?” Serena chuckled at Blair’s confusion, while running her thumb across her cheekbone.
“Oh…” Blair lowered her eyes and gave a small laugh, before looking up again. “Yeah, I am.”
“Me too…are you nervous?”
The answer seemed obvious to Blair, but she smiled and rolled her eyes anyway. “Seriously, S? Duh!”
Serena hadn’t laughed as expected and a few seconds ticked past before she replied. “I’m nervous too.”
Suddenly, the blonde went uncharacteristically quiet. The mattress dipped as Blair moved closer, wrapping her arms around her waist and stroking her back. “What’s wrong, S?”
“I don’t know…I guess considering what happened, I’m more than a little worried.”
“Hey, it’s okay, the doctor said everything is fine and I feel fine too.” Blair explained. Her efforts to calm Serena’s nerves seemed to fail her though, because her girlfriend continued to stare at her blankly. “But I promise to be good and stay in bed!”
She couldn’t help but grin, Blair could definitely be sweet when she wanted to. “You better…I just worry about you, I love you.”
“I love you too, Serena.” Blair whispered, closing the distance between their mouths, and drawing Serena’s lips to hers. Once separated after their short kiss, they were both looking much happier.
“Okay, I’ll stop now before you start crying or something.” Serena teased, which got her face playfully shoved into her pillow.
“Oh please, you were the one near tears!” Blair shouted at her, keeping her hand on Serena’s forehead, and pinning her in place while she kissed her lips again.
Pouting her lips, the blonde thrashed her head away, but Blair was relentless. She continued sprinkling quick pecks over Serena’s neck and face until she had no other choice but to fight back, gently of course.
“What part of bed rest don’t you understand?” Serena laughed, after rolling the brunette to her back and holding her cheeks in her hands. “Now, I’m going to let go of your face, and you’re going to sit back and restfully watch TV.”
“Alright, but I want the remote and my olives!” Blair demanded with her usual authority.
“Obviously…”
*****
Serena bounded down the winding penthouse staircase, coming from Blair’s room after having placed some of their luggage in her spacious closet. After their discussion the previous night, the blonde had kept her word about not allowing Blair to do anything and she was currently trying to beat the elevator, so that her girlfriend wouldn’t attempt lifting her overstuffed suitcases by herself. But unbeknownst to her, Blair was trying to be as responsible as possible so as not to worry her over these last weeks.
Slowly jogging across the foyer, she met the elevator just as the doors were beginning to slide open again.
“I’ll get the last bag, B…” Serena announced somewhat absentmindedly, concentrating more on her task rather than the brunette.
“Get ready, Serena.” Blair said quietly. Serena had already been reaching for the bag, but swiftly whipped her head up after hearing the nervous sounding phrase, only to find Blair standing very still with a strange expression masking her features.
“What?” The blonde asked, a little unsure of the comment’s meaning or thinking she had misheard. Blair looked down at herself, and Serena’s eyes followed.
“My water just broke…”
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