(Belle's POV)
I sighed in defeat. The only cup I had for tea was the chipped one and the guest cup; the two didn't even match. The chipped cup was part of a long since gone set. The guest cup is one I brought from my set at home.
I heard the bell in the front of the shop and Gold's cane on the floor. "I'm in the back, Ryan." I shouted.
He pushed the curtain aside. "Hey." He smiled.
"Hey, you want some tea?" I gestured to the cups and pot on the tray.
He picked up the chipped cup and poured tea into it. I did the same with the other cup. Before I could warn him, he had raised the cup to his mouth. "Shit." He set the cup down and raised his hand to his lip.
"I'm sorry, it's uh.... it's chipped." I raised the cup so he could see.
"It's just a cut." He said taking the cup and setting it on the end table.
"Um, here." I grabbed a washcloth and wet it. Reaching up, I held the side of his face that wasn't cut and with my other hand I pressed the cloth to his mouth, feeling the warmth of his mouth through it.
He put his hands over mine and moved the one with the washcloth. "I'm fine, Belle. There's no blood and barley any pain." He turned his head so he was kissing the palm of the hand that had been cradling his face. "See? Fine."
He reached his hand out as if he was going to cradle my face, but stoped an inch away. So, closing my eyes, I breeched the gap. Just as I had in his kitchen days ago, feeling his rough hand on my cheek.
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Not So Normal (Rumbelle)
ФанфикFate has a way of blending through alternate worlds in mysterious ways, for true love will always win out...No matter the situation. In this modern take of the story of Gold and Belle's battle for love, will reality help? After all, life is not a fa...
