Chair week Day 2: Birthdays (Chuck’s)
Today (Gossip Girl)
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Author’s Note: This is my response to the prompt for the first day of the second Chair Week, birthdays (Chuck’s or Blair’s).
The tie is reverently held in his hands, held as he studies the pattern and the design. Or, maybe he’s just fascinated by the feeling of fine silk sliding through his tiny fingers. But Chuck watches him and contemplates how much his son is like him, how much his son enjoys the craftsmanship of a Turnbull and Asher tie. And then he loses those thoughts with a chuckle as tiny hands stuff the tie into an open mouth, as the little baby in his arms gums happily on the paisley tie around his father’s neck.
“No, no,” Chuck says, moving one hand from supporting Henry’s bum to retract the tie from his son’s mouth. He smooths the tie back down against his chest, but the wet stain stands out darkly against the fabric and Chuck knows the tie will have to be added to the pile of clothes damaged by Henry’s spit up and other projectiles. “No eating Daddy’s tie, Henry.”
His son looks at him in surprise, in disbelief that his father would deny him so. His face scrunches up with his indignant wail and his fingers reach out to grab the tie again. But Chuck intercepts him, snatching the stuffed bear off the table beside the glider and offering it to Henry as his consolation prize. The baby ceases his tears, his cries for a moment as he contemplates the offer, and then he happily accepts the present sent to him from Paris by his Grandpa and Roman.
The nose of the bear taps against his own before disappearing into his mouth to be chewed on, gummed on with a content sigh. His dark eyes connect with his father’s and sparkle with contentment, with happiness as he kicks his legs excitedly. Long fingers tickle feet clothed in a soft romper; earn the tickler a giggle as his fingers skim against the romper that’s the same color as Mommy’s dress and Daddy’s tie, creating connecting lines so more than just rings, genetics, and a surname tie them together.
The door opens and the noise from the party two floors down assaults his ears. Henry releases the bear, turns his head in a motion that mimics his father’s as Chuck looks to the intruder. He squirms in his father’s hands, reaching out towards the woman that stands in the doorway.