Serena's eyes fluttered open and she saw Dan leaning over her, an apologetic expression on his face. "Sorry."

"For what?" She murmured, leaning up to brush her lips against his. She had never felt more content in her life.

"Waking you up." He said bashfully, cheeks the slightest bit pink. "But I have breakfast, if that makes anything better."

She pecked him on the lips again, sitting up. "How about a shower first?" She asked suggestively, draping her arms around his neck.

"Sounds good, but somehow I think we'll end up wasting a lot of water." Dan murmured, kissing the hollow of her throat.

"Who says you're showering with me?" Serena giggled, letting out a tiny moan as he sucked on her neck.

"Now you know thats not fair." He stated, staring into her aquamarine eyes. "Teasing me like that."

"You know what else is unfair?" She asked huskily, tracing a finger down his chest. "This." She jumped off the bed and into his bathroom, giggling as she closed the door.

Dan groaned, walking over to the closed door. "Tease."

--

Dan stepped out of the shower, glaring at Serena, who was contentedly eating her breakfast, dressed in only his blue robe. "We just wasted so much water."

She giggled, feeding him some scrambled eggs as he came closer. "Or saved."

At her laugh, he couldn't help joining in, kissing her on the cheek. "I'll be back in a second. I have to shave."

"Ooh, can I watch?" Serena jumped up, following him into the bathroom.

"Sure." Dan laughed, watching her hop onto the counter. He turned his sink on, washing his face with the warm water. He reached for a towel, wiping his face. He took a bottle from the counter, patting it onto his face. He smiled bashfully at Serena and said, "This must be boring you."

She shook her head, blonde tresses flying everywhere. "Actually, its kind of hot. Can I help?"

He nodded, handing her the small container of shaving cream and the shaving brush. He pulled her towards him, smiling as she applied it to his cheeks and neck. "Before my parents divorced, I remember when my mom would help my dad shave. It was the cutest thing."

"So you're saying you want to get married?" Dan asked, wetting the blade before raking it down his cheek.

"I don't know. Maybe, some day." Serena replied, watching him finish off his right cheek.

"Some day, yeah." He echoed, rinsing the blade.

A couple minutes later, they stepped out of the bathroom, Dan's face freshly shaven. "Does this mean I get to watch you shave?"

"I shave in the shower." Serena giggled, pulling on a gray t-shirt she had once left there.

"Exactly my point." He grinned, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

She punched him in the chest lightly, rolling her eyes. "Do you have a jacket or something I can wear with this?"

Dan's eyes lit up and he walked over to his bag, taking out the leather jacket he had forgot in there. "I have this."

"Your letterman." Serena smiled, letting him help her into it. "Dan, I.."

"You're going to keep it, okay?" He kissed her on the lips before disappearing into his closet. "I think I have a pair of your jeans somewhere in...got it!"

--

They walked to Central Park, Dan with a bag of bread tucked under his arm. He kissed the side of Serena's head, holding her tightly. "You're so beautiful."

She blushed, pecking him on the cheek. "Thank you Danny."

He rolled his eyes at the nickname, secretly enjoying the attention. "I still can't believe you've got me feeding ducks."

"You don't have to, you know. You could just sit here and watch."

"And let the ducks have all of your attention? No way." Dan laughed, pulling her onto his lap. "How about we stay here for a bit and then feed the ducks?"

"Or how about let's talk about how you got your best friend suspended."

"Are you stalking me or something?" Dan groaned, hearing Nate's voice. Serena got off his lap, face now flushed with anger.

"Just wanted to talk to you, Daniel." Nate said, straightening his tie. He was wearing a suit during the middle of the cold December day.

"No thanks."

"I said, I wanted to talk to you." Nate growled, pulling Dan up by his coat.

"Get your hands off me." Dan snarled, shoving Nate. He felt a hand on his shoulder, turning around, and seeing Serena. "Serena, I got this okay?"

He turned back to Nate only to get punched in the side of the face. "Yeah, you've got this."

Dan fell to the ground, clutching his face. Serena took the opportunity, marched up to Nate and attempted to slap him in the face. Operative word being attempted. He grabbed her wrist, slamming it down by her side. "Aw, would you look at that? Humphrey's bitch sticking up for Danny."

"Get your hands off of her." Dan growled, clambering to his feet. He shoved Nate away again, swinging a right hook at his eye.

Nate staggered back, laughing. "You shouldn't do that. I'm going to a party, don't want to look bad." He swaggered off, smirking.

"What the hell was that?" Dan muttered, taking Serena in his arms. "He just comes up and picks a fight then leaves?"

"Maybe we should take you home." Serena muttered, hugging him tighter.

"Yeah maybe. Or maybe we can settle this Nate issue once and for all."