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The brunette opened his eyes slowly, feeling his whole body hurt and a stinging sensation in certain parts. He tried to move, but it only made him groan slightly. He looked around and found himself in a house. He tried to get up, but felt his legs and arms give way, making him groan again, catching the attention of the girl who was reading on the other side of the cabin.

The girl ran to the man, seeing that he had woken up. She blushed strongly and ran into one of the other rooms of the house, leaving the older man staring at the now open door with a raised eyebrow. The (h/c) returned to the room with a glass of water and a plate of something that the brunette had not yet identified. The girl sat on the corner of the bed and handed him the glass of water. Gaston with much difficulty took the glass and took a few sips before asking:

“Where am I?”

“You are at the local hospital, at the moment you are the only patient.” the girl said, looking at the man, realising that the way she was sitting she was able to see part of his breastplate and the bandages that covered his chest. She stared for a few seconds before realising that the brunette was looking at her with a naughty smile.

“Why am I here?”

“Y-y-you fell from an extremely high height, which caused one of your legs to be broken and some cracked ribs.” the girl answered, lowering her flushed face.

“God! Belle! Where is she? I need to see her!” Gaston tried to get up again, only for, once again, his legs to give away and he found himself in the arms of the girl in front of him.

"Bella got married as soon as she came here a week ago." she said, putting the brunette in bed once again.

“Belle is married…? I can't believe it. My love…” The brunette put his hands on his head, doing a dramatic stance.

(Y/n) had known Gaston for a long time, she knew what he was like and how he acted. She knew his arrogant ways, his selfish acting. She knew he probably didn't even remember her, for he had eyes only for Belle, the prettiest one. All the girls in the village had always been in love with the brunette, falling into his arms easily. The (h/c) was no exception, always melted by the man. She felt her heart beating fast when next to him, but had no courage like the other girls to actually stay close, so she ended up just looking from afar.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Gaston calling for her. He was trying to get up at all costs, but he didn't realise that he had no clothes on, only the bandages. The girl blushed till the roots of her hair, but took the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around his bare torso anyway. When Gaston realised this, seeing the girl blush, his smile just got bigger.

“I-I'll get your clothes.” the (h/c) ran to another room of the house and took the clothes already cleaned, went back to the room and gave him the clean clothes.

She ran out quickly, slamming the door and leaning her back on it.

Some time later Gaston left the room, fully dressed, but staggering a little. The girl rushed to help him hold himself upright.

“The people of the village missed you, every day one of them came to visit you.” she said, smiling slightly.

"And could I know the lady’s name?" the brunette smiled gallantly, the other blushed once again, lowering her head and letting her hair fall on her face.

“My name is (Y/n) Blanche, Monsieur.” (Y/n) smiled slightly looking at the man, finally showing her eyes, looking directly at Gaston, who realised that her eyes were the purest (e/c) he had ever seen, he could fall into that colour and drown.

"It was nice meeting you, (Y/n)." he smiled seductively and kissed the blonde's hand, making her blush again.

He opened the door slowly and let go of the girl. He looked around the front of the house, took a deep breath and walked off normally, leaving the younger girl looking startled.

"Unbelievable…" (Y/n) smiled, closing the door.

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As soon as Gaston left the house, some villagers greeted him, saying they missed him, that they were worried, and so on.

LeFou suddenly appeared and grabbed his leg, smiling as he seemed to cry with joy. The brunette just shook the member, throwing the smaller one away.

"Are you feeling better, Gaston?" LeFou asked, getting close again.

“Although a little sore, much better.” Gaston flexed his muscles, making some girls around sigh.

LeFou eventually noticed a movement inside the house behind Gaston, seeing a beautiful girl with (h/c) hair blushing while seeing the brunette moving his muscles. He nudged the other, Gaston turned angrily to the little one, who huddled with his face of fury and just pointed to the house. He turned and smiled when he saw that (Y/n) was staring at him, but the (h/c) hid as soon as she realized that she had been discovered.

“Now I need to find that beast!” The taller one was determined, leaving LeFou behind and heading to his house.

"B-but... The beast is gone." LeFou nudged him, smiling slightly as Gaston glared at him.

“What do you mean?” he asked, taking the brunette by the collar of his shirt to make eye contact.

"He d-disappeared... When they entered the castle they found only the staff, the owner and Belle.” the small one trembled while he spoke.

“I have to see it with my own eyes.” Gaston released LeFou and ran to get his horse and his things.

When he got home he took his weapon, his hunting knife and his horse, which while he was in a coma had been fed by LeFou. He mounted the animal and ran to the castle, following the same path he had made a while ago, but his chest felt a pang whenever he held tightly onto the horse.

At the castle gates, Gaston slammed the large door open, shouting for Belle all the while walking through the garden, until finally someone opened the main entrance. A tall fellow, no taller than Gaston, dressed in beige and golden-yellow robes, smiling the moment he opened the door, but as soon as his eyes met the dark man's, his smile turned to a face of pure terror. He tried to close the door as fast as he could, but the man had already pushed it hard, causing the blonde to stumble backward, almost falling.

“I'd like to see Belle.” Gaston asked upright, waiting for the arrival of the woman.

"But-" the blonde was interrupted by Belle hurrying down the stairs, a man following her.

“What's going on here?” the brunette asked, but when she saw Gaston her eyes widened, not knowing what to do next.

“Belle, my dear!” Gaston gestured, but noticed the man behind her, his face getting angrier by the second.

“What are you doing here?” The man said, staring at the brunette, putting an arm in front of Belle.

“I came to see Belle, who are you?” Gaston came close, ready to pick up his shotgun or his knife.

"I am Prince Adam, Belle's husband." When he said the last part, he gave Gaston a victorious smile.

“Why you…” the brunette took his knife and went for the attack.

The two fought quickly, but Adam was more likely to win as Gaston had not yet fully recovered. During the fight, some of his stitches opened, making him cringe in pain, feeling the blood seep into his hand as he held the spot below his ribs.

"I think you should go." Adam said breathlessly, running a hand through his hair to brush it away from his face.

Gaston just stared at the floor with a pained face, holding tight to his bleeding wound.

“Adam, I think we should help, he's bleeding too much.” Belle whispered in her lover's ear.

"No. He deserves the pain he's feeling for everything he caused us." Adam started going up the stairs and Belle went after.

Gaston staggered to the door, where he leaned for a few seconds before opening it, almost falling as the door slowly opened with his weight. Gaston had the strength just to get on his horse and pull the reins, making the horse run before he passed out.

Far away from there, (Y/n) was picking up some herbs for pain, but felt the energy of the forest behind her change, as if the warm air she always felt became more suffocating. The (h/c) began to enter the forest, advancing so far that her house was no longer visible. As she entered she felt the atmosphere getting heavier. Suddenly, she heard hoofbeats pounding on the ground, coming toward her. She was quiet for a few seconds until a black horse reared in front of her, neighing hard. (Y/n) put her arms up and the animal began to calm down by the second, stopping to sway a little too much.

"Good boy." she smiled slightly, running a hand over the horse's mane, until she noticed a body lying on top of the animal.

She looked at the person, maybe they needed help, but maybe it was just another drunk from the village. However, she realized that all the negative energy she was feeling came from the man. She noticed that the clothes he was wearing were familiar, so she lifted his face and brushed the loose hair off his face with her other hand.

“Gaston?!”

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The dark-haired man opened his eyes, seeing a ceiling already familiar to him. Still dizzy, he looked for the (h/c) nurse, but there was no sign of her in the room. Gaston decided to wait, closing his eyes again, waiting for (Y/n) to appear with that shy smile that seemed bright on any bad day.

Suddenly, the door opened showing the girl holding a tray with some bandages and herbs, singing quietly, distracted. The man decided to mess with the girl, closing his eyes to look like he’s sleeping. Meanwhile, the little one sat on the edge of the man's bed and took off the cover on his chest, blushing till the roots of his hair. When she was taking off his old bandages her fingers touched his torso, making her heart flutter. Right as she finished, she began to clean the wound, using the herbs on the wounds as soon as she took all the dried blood off. The man couldn’t stop thinking about how much it was burning, trying to be as strong as possible to continue immovable, but that was becoming harder by the second.

(Y/n) tried to be focused on Gaston as best she could, it was tricky trying to bandage such a big guy when he was asleep. Facing his hairy chest, she realized that her hand was resting on his belly, she pulled her hand away from him quickly, blushing hard. Gaston observed the attitude of the (h/c) and decided to "wake up". He opened his eyes, smiling smugly, staring at the girl for a while, waiting for her reaction. (Y/n) looked at his face, seeing him awake and getting surprised.

“G-G-Gaston!” The (h/c) got out of bed, looking anywhere but the brunette.

“How are you?” he smiled gallantly, trying to sit up.

“You c-c-can't get up yet!” (Y/n) pushed the man to lie down again.

The girl noticed she had her hands on his torso, so she tried to get away from him as fast as possible, but Gaston gripped her wrist and pulled her, causing the (h/c) to fall on top of him, their faces so close that just a little movement and their lips would touch. And he tried to, but the girl moved away, she knew that if she kissed him, she wouldn’t resist and would be something without love from his side.

Suddenly, three blondes walked in the door, shouting for the man. (Y/n) got out of the way, making room for the three.

“Gaston, are you ok?” the three asked together.

Before the brunette could answer, the older one spoke.

“Sisters! He is hurt, watch out!” the girl pulled the three by the clothes, getting off of Gaston.

“Are you the sister of these three?!” Gaston whispered a little loudly.

The nurse laughed softly.

"Yes." (Y/n) put her hand in front of her mouth to mask her smile.

“We were so worried!” one of the three said with tears in her eyes “We thought that, as Belle is already married, you can choose one of the three of us to marry!”

"Of course, I'll choose one of you four." he smiled, staring at (Y/n), who just looked frightened at the man.

“Four?!” the three triplets asked, staring at the brunette confused.

"Yes, I think Anne should be included in that too, don't you?" Gaston looked at the (h/c) with a not so innocent face.

"N-n-no, I-I-I” the nurse tried to say, but her sisters interrupted her.

“Why she? She is so bland.” one of the twins said.

“She's weird.” Another said.

“And especially, she has no style!” the last one said, making tears form in the (h/c)’s eyes.

Embarrassed and humiliated, the girl gave a weak smile and made an excuse to leave that room as soon as possible, leaving Gaston worried, but with the attention that the three women were giving him, made him leave her aside for a few minutes.

Later, the man noticed he was unattended for a long time, but decided to wait until the nurse returned. When she finally arrived, her head was down, her eyes were swollen and she was holding a tray with his lunch. (Y/n) placed the tray on his lap, as the dark-haired man was already seated, and she sat in the chair next to him.

"I believe you can already eat by yourself." the (h/c) said looking across the room, hiding her face from Gaston.

“(Y/n).” the girl’s face turned slowly “I don't think you're anything your sisters said.” The man put his hand on hers, which was resting at her thigh.

(Y/n) just looked at Gaston, smiling, her eyes again filled with water.

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At that moment (Y/n) realized that she was only being made a fool, even though she knew that the man didn't really like her, at that moment she seemed happier than ever. When she looked at Gaston, her problems seemed to disappear. She knew he had several flaws, but in her eyes at that one moment, he seemed to be the perfect man.

The girl wiped her tears with her hand and smiled slightly at the brunette, slowly getting up and starting to leave the room. The man would understand that she needed some time alone. But when she opened the bedroom door to leave, her sisters were at the door, grinning from ear to ear.

"You know it's not good for him to have all this agitation." The (h/c) whispered so that only the three of them could hear.

“We know! We'll take care of him just right.” The three stare at each other maliciously. Noticing what the girls intended, (Y/n) widened her eyes and blushed fifty shades of red.

“I-I-I don't think t-that's a good idea.” she said, lowering her head in shame.

“Everything you do we can do better!” One of the sisters spoke.

"But I don't do any of what you're thinking!" the girl protested, seeing her sisters going to Gaston's bed, but when she saw one of the girls kissing the brunette on the cheek, her jealousy spiked, not letting her body move at all.

“Girls, girls... I think that's enough for today.” The man said, making the girls whimper, leaving the room shortly afterwards “Is everything okay, (Y/n)?” he asked, finally being able to enjoy the lunch she made for him.

“Y-yes, just distracted.” she responded, taking the man’s clothes, which were stained with blood “I will collect some herbs, if you need me just warn one of my sisters.”

By the time the girl left the room, Gaston knew that this girl would be his. He realized that in the short time he met the (h/c), he managed to be bewitched, as if she were the woman of his life.

He wished he had met (Y/n) before, even before Belle. If he had, maybe everything would be different. He knew that he would have to go easy on the girl, she wasn't like Belle, she was shy and more closed, and especially he would have to be more careful. The (h/c) clearly liked him, but maybe a marriage proposal or even a very forced approach would push her away. However, now his main goal was to create a life with this beautiful lady.

Meanwhile, (Y/n) ran awkwardly to her garden of medicinal herbs, her eyes streaming with tears. Even though the brunette had defended her twice, she knew she had no chance. How could she love this man so much?

The (h/c) knew she would have to stop crying, it could start raining again, and her garden couldn't get any more soaked than it already was. She picked some plants, suitable for the treatment of recently opened wounds, and decided to go back to Gaston's room, pick up the dishes she had left for him to eat, and change his bandages.

She went upstairs wiping her tears and putting a smile on her face, not accustomed to letting someone see her cry. She entered the room and took the tray, setting it on the dresser. She sat on the bed next to the brunette and lowered the covers a little, showing his healed abdomen, while the (h/c) blushed, the man laughed at her red face.

She removed the bandages and cleaned the wound, making Gaston groan softly in pain, she laughed at his reaction, she did not expect it to be so exaggerated. The face he was making seemed to be like something was tearing his stomach apart. The brunette noticed the way the (h/c) was looking at him at that moment, so he decided to make an unfortunate comment.

“I noticed that your eyes change, at times it’s (e/c) and at others it’s (similar/e/c).” he said holding the other's face by her chin with his right hand “Do you mind if I kiss you?” then he smiled seductively.

“K-k-k-kiss!? I-I-I... N-n-no…” (Y/n) spoke blushing till the tip of her ears, covering her face with her hands, trying to contain her shame.

Gaston laughed, but deep down he wanted the (h/c) to respond positively. He wished he could hold her face right then and there, and pull her to the best kiss of her life, he wanted to do more intimate things with the girl. He held back when the girl gave a low moan of nervousness.

After a few seconds (Y/n) just left the room, leaving a confused and alone Gaston lying in bed on the other side of the door. The (h/c) was breathing quickly, thinking about what had just happened. Had Gaston really asked to kiss her?

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The (h/c) was running nervously through the woods, the moment she had with Gaston seemed to have been too much for her heart. Branches hit her face and arms and tore at her dress. She paused briefly in a clearing to catch her breath and transform. Her ears went behind her head, her spine bending forward, and her limbs increasing in size. In the place of the shy girl was now a wolf, her eyes and fur the color of her hair when she was human. She ran again, this time in her animal form, feeling the cold wind of the forest hit her fur.

Suddenly, she felt the forest air change dramatically, she smelled a frightened animal, and followed the scent. No one hurt an animal in her forest! She ran fast until she found a doe paralyzed with fear as its thigh bled from the shot it had taken. Its tormentor was a hunter, happy to have taken down his dinner, but he did not wait for a wolf staring at his back, prepared to tear at his flesh just to protect the animal in front of the gun barrel.

(Y/n) bared her teeth and jumped on the man's back, knocking him down with her size and strength. The human, startled by the recent attack, dropped his weapon in the fall, knocking it away. The man was trying to struggle, desperate to break free of the mysterious animal's grip and fearing for his throat. But the only thing that he managed to pay attention in the midst of the commotion was a feminine voice, sweet but frighteningly murderous.

"Run. And if you hunt here again. I will kill you..." out of the corner of his eye the man could see the wolf's lips move, showing that it was the animal that spoke.

(Y/n) climbed off the human, growling and walking toward the man until he ran, leaving his weapon and things behind.

When she felt that he had come out of the forest, she remembered the doe. She jumped to the animal, startling it, but it soon calmed down when it felt the milder weather. The (h/c) changed her appearance again, turning to human in a few seconds. She put her hand on the doe's wound, saying that all would be well. Gradually the bullet came out of the hole and it closed slowly, leaving no trace of what had happened. The doe then rose and bounced back into the forest, as if nothing had happened.

The (h/c) sat on the floor, tired of the moment that had happened. She waited a few minutes and began to walk back to her house. It was pretty late, maybe Gaston was already hungry for dinner.

When she arrived she noticed that the room seemed shifted and the brunette was not present. She knew right away where the man would be. She put on her hooded cloak and began to walk into the tavern that night. Getting close, she could hear the music the villagers had written for him, his ego couldn't be bigger, could it? She snuck into the room, disliking noisy places, but she had to get Gaston out before his stitches opened again.

The tavern buzzed with singing as the hunter returned. The (h/c)'s sisters spared no effort to try to get the man's attention. Her skirts and hair bobbed, but nothing seemed to seduce him more than a fixed point in the room.

Gaston smiled, but paid no attention to anything at all. He could only think of (Y/n)'s (e/c) eyes, her rosy lips smiling at him, her (h/c) hair shining in the sun...

His thoughts were cut off when he saw the owner of these attributes waving at him, looking nervous, her red face showing anger and shame. A smile grew on his lips, he rose from his chair - astonishing everyone - and went straight to meet her. He took the girl by the hand and brought her to his seat, sat with his legs spread and put the girl sitting in one of them. (Y/n) blushed till her ears, holding her hands in her lap, without any courage to get out of this situation.

The music went on, it seemed like people weren't really interested in what was happening to them, but her sisters were fuming with envy, it should be them there, not their shy, boring sister.

As the (h/c) lowered her head with each passing verse of the song Gaston grinned at anyone who wanted to see.

"So, Gaston, she's your new suitor?" one of the village men asked, drawing the attention of the entire tavern.

"Yes!"

"No!"

They both spoke at once, leaving them paralyzed looking at each other. The (h/c) looked scared at Gaston, her eyes wide and her face frozen in shock. (Y/n) didn't expect the brunette's answer. Her world seemed to be filled with joy, but her heart ached, she knew Gaston was just joking with her.

The man stopped smiling a little and had an idea. He leaned his face forward quickly, catching the (h/c) by surprise and kissed her mouth. For a few seconds their mouths stuck together, but when the girl felt the boy's tongue wet her lips, she sprang up from his lap and ran out of the tavern. Thick tears streamed down her cheeks as the people screamed with joy. The brunette followed the girl outside, but when he opened the door, he did not know where she could have gone. LeFou came close to his friend, seeing that his welcome party was no longer pleasing him.

"Was that the girl again?" LeFou asked, leaning on the door of the place.

"She ran away." Gaston said slightly shocked "After Bela, I didn't think anyone else could reject me."

"If I may say so, sir, you scared her." Le Fou laughed, worsening the mood of the brunette.

"What?!" Gaston took him by the collar of his shirt, staring at him closely.

"She-she's shy, sir. N-not used to so much attention." the little one covered his face expecting a punch.

"It can only be this!" The man dropped the lowest, making him fall to the ground "I'll leave her alone for today. Tomorrow, I will try another approach!"

"That's how you say it, sir!" Le Fou said, watching Gaston get back on his horse and getting to his house.

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(Y/n) ran home, worried that Gaston would come after her, then locked the doors, preventing him from returning at night. She knew she should bring him back with her because of his recent injuries, but she couldn't look at the man's face at that moment. She hoped Gaston would go home just for today, perhaps the distance would make him give up playing with her heart, as he did all the girls in the little village.

She prepared for bed and passed her sisters’s room. Seeing that the triplets were still out, she decided to leave a note. She knew that the three of them always came back hungry after parties like this, so she would have dinner ready. She wrote the message on a piece of paper and went to sleep.

When she felt the softness of the bed, she put all her troubles aside and felt the weight of her body disappear, bringing with it sleep.

Morning came just as night went away, quickly. (Y/n) felt as if she had not slept for a second, her eyes were heavy and she was exhausted. She rose against her will and decided to face the day. She passed her sisters's bedroom and saw the three of them sleeping in completely awkward positions, but the (h/c) agreed that they should feel a little back pain for what they caused her. She laughed at the evil thought and hit her own head, for she could not wish evil, she always promised to do good.

She took the money, which she kept for the purchase of medicinal herbs or easily breakable utensils, and went in search of such. She walked nervously to the market, knowing that at some point she would have to face the man, but she didn't want to do it now. She became more anxious when she saw Lefou waving to her and heading toward her.

“Miss (Y/n)!” he called from afar.

The embarrassed (h/c) from the night before, turned her back and tried to walk in another direction, but the shorter one had already reached her.

"Mi-Miss, I would like you to come with me." the brunette said, leaning on his knees and taking a few deep breaths.

“Can I know why?” she asked, pretending to look at some fruit in one of the stands.

"I-I can't tell you, but I guarantee you won't regret it!" Lefou said, taking her arm and dragging her inside the forest.

By the way, the girl could tell they were going to a waterfall not so far away. (Y/n) already imagined that it had Gaston involved in this story, Lefou would not talk to her if it was not a request of the brunette. She was beginning to regret following him, but when she saw the place, her eyes seemed to glow, this was where she had been raised. She didn't remember, but her foster father had seen it all. He told her that he was fishing when he noticed a bright light coming out of the water, he ran to identify what it was. At the spot of the light there was a baby, sleeping peacefully as if ignoring the water that surrounded her. He took the child in his arms and saw her (e/c) eyes open and a smile appear shortly after. The baby seemed amused by the man, and the man became attached to it. He knew that if he left her there, she might starve to death, or some animal would try to hurt her, so he took her home. She got used to living with his other daughters, who were about the same age, and they lived like that for many years.

She stopped staring at the water to notice a towel stretched across the grass beside the lake and on top of it a variety of dishes. Lefou was looking at her, pointing to the towel, asking her to sit down. She thought it was weird, but did it anyway.

As soon as she sat down, she saw Lefou run away, as if afraid of something. She looked at the small man running the same way they had come. When she turned her face forward again, a huge bouquet of flowers was being held by Gasto, who was on his knees. The brunette smiled at her, it seemed that he was holding something else with his other hand, but it was hidden behind his back. Saying nothing, the (h/c) picked up the bouquet and sniffed lightly, smelling the soothing scent of roses. At this point, Gaston pulled a small box from his back, opening it slightly and showing its contents. A golden ring gleamed in the package, a reasonable diamond on it, sparkling more than the sun itself.

“Ga-Gaston!” The (h/c) said, covering her mouth by the shock that led to all that.

“(Y/n), could you give me the honor to-” before the brunette could finish the sentence the (h/c) interrupted him.

“No!”

“N-no?” the man stuttered, shocked by the girl's direct response.

(Y/n) got up from the towel and looked seriously at Gaston.

“I'll be honest with you. I like you very much, I wanted to accept the proposal, but…” the (h/c) paused, wondering how to say that to him.

“Yes?” The man remained on the floor, kneeling.

"I don't want to marry someone who thinks only of himself, I want someone who stands by me, who laughs with me, who weeps with me." The girl sighed deeply “I heard about how you wanted your relationship with Belle to be and I don’t want that for me.” (Y/n) felt her eyes filling with tears. She wanted the brunette to change for the better, she didn’t want him to look at her the same way he looked at Belle.

The girl turned around and started walking towards the village, but Gaston took her arm. Still without turning around, the girl listened to what the other would say.

“I can change. What I feel for you is stronger, I promise I'll try to change.” The brunette said, looking at the floor, hoping for the girl to accept.

(Y/n) turned, still with tears streaming from her eyes, and asked:

“Promise?”

“I promise.” Then Gaston hugged her, feeling her arms around his waist.

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(Y/n) ran through the forest, her smile almost apparent in her deer form. Her roofs flew across the floor, stopping in front of the same spot where Gaston asked for her hand. The waterfall was beautiful, and the lake, as cloudy as it was from the waterfall, was calm and showed some fish swimming on the shore. She bent her head to drink some water, still finding it tiring the long walks she would take.

From far away she could hear a faint sound of a rifle being armed. Her head went up at the same time, fear spread rapidly through her body. She turned her body quickly and ran away. Listening close for the firing gun right after she got out of the aim of the hunter. She didn't like hunters in her forest, but she knew Gaston was one of the hunters that hunted inside it, so she decided to turn into a bird to make sure it was him.

When she overflew the forest, she saw her beloved, angry with LeFou about how he missed and how the deer ran if he hadn't made a single sound. (Y/n) was probably the first deer Gaston missed the shot.

The (h/c) flew home and took a long shower. She wondered how Gaston would react if he saw that the deer he shot was her. Would the man kill her anyway? Would he be disappointed and avoid her? Too many questions passed through her head. But in the end, she would try to convince him to stop hunting before he had the chance to kill her.

(Y/n) put on her everyday clothes and grabbed her shopping basket. Maybe she would find the brunette in the market, that way she could talk to him and spend time together. As soon as she arrived at the place, she realized that it was full of people, she also realized that they all seemed to whisper something about herself. Her cheeks turned red and she lowered her head in shame. She approached the baker and ordered some fresh bread. She didn't want to spend another minute in this crowd. She had thrown her goal of finding Gaston out of the window.

Suddenly, one hand grasped her arm and pulled back slightly, turning the girl's body against someone. (Y/n) stared at the man and realized it was Gaston, who didn't have the best face. The brunette stopped making the uncomfortable expression the moment he saw the red faced girl, giving a small sincere smile, his eyes softened at the same instant. Gaston pulled her away from prying eyes, but to a place that the (h/c) looked and found it as embarrassing as the streets, close to his home.

“We shouldn't be heading to your home! It is inappropriate!” (Y/n) said, trying to pull her arm away but can't seem to let go.

“It’s alright, I just want to show you something.” the brunette opened the door of his house.

The (h/c) walked in and waited for her eyes to get used to the low light of the place. When she saw the scene in front of him, her eyes filled with tears. A cheerful smile sprang on the girl's face. In the living room was a dining table, with its own light on top. They had already talked enough for Gaston to know that (Y/n) didn't eat meat, so there were a few different salads on the table.

She wiped her eyes and looked at Gaston. The brunette looked nervous, waiting for some word from the girl. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek, then immediately pulled the man to the table.

"I-I did that to show that I can be a good husband." The brunette said, sitting down and starting to serve himself.

“Gaston, we already talked about it and-” the (h/c) was interrupted.

"I just wanted to do something you can enjoy." Gaston sighed "Since you don’t like to hunt or drink.”

“I'm sorry! It was not my intention to make you sad. But you didn't need to do all this work because of me.” she said the last sentence a little more low, but the brunette heard her.

“Of course I need to! If I want you to be by my side, I need to show that I can also take care of the house!” the man said, clapping his hand proudly on his chest.

"By the way, I'd like to ask you something." The (h/c) said, not knowing what would be the reaction of her 'lover' when asked “Could you-”

(Y/n) was interrupted by the front door opening and a sweaty and red Lefou leaning on the doorframe.

“Belle... She…” the shorter one tried to say.

“What happened to her?” the girl asked, worried.

“She... Had the... Baby…” the little one said, before sitting in the chair, exhausted from so much running.

The (h/c) ran out of the house, thinking of getting her things and running to the castle as soon as possible. She needed to make sure the baby and Belle's health was fine. A tug on her arm interrupted her.

“Where are you going?” Gaston asked.

“I need to see both of them.” (Y/n) replied, wondering what she would need to treat the patients.

“I’ll take you.” the brunette offered.

“What?” The (h/c) got out of her train of thought.

“It will be faster on horseback!” Gaston smiled back at the girl.

(Y/n) smiled genuinely, proud of how she had changed Gaston. The man he once was seemed to be only a shadow of the past.

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The horse ran fast through the forest, making (Y/n) hold on to Gaston's clothes. The brunette seemed overjoyed with that, spending time with his beloved was what he wanted most. But, he was calm with the idea that he would have to endure being attacked or threatened by the ex-beast. It would take all the patience in the world to have to stay there with the blonde for, perhaps, a whole day.

After a few minutes, with the speed of the horse, they managed to reach the castle. The girl didn't give Gaston time to get off the animal and jumped out of it, running to the door in a hurry. She knocked on the door, waiting for Lumiere to answer it. When the butler opened the door, (Y/n) said nothing, just ran out into the main bedroom, Bela and Adam's room. Once there, she found Bela in bed, holding her daughter, who was sleeping peacefully in her arms. The brunette was sweaty, breathing heavily from the effort she had made. (Y/n) sighed calmly, thank God they were both well. The girl approached the bed, sitting on it, and put her small suitcase beside it.

“I wanted to be here to help you.” (Y/n) said, extending her arms to Bela, asking for the child.

“It's all right. In the end, everything worked out.” Bela said handing the baby over to the (h/c).

“I wish I could have seen Adam's face.” the nymph laughed, using a small bathtub to clean the baby, who was still sleeping like a stone.

“He was so nervous! It looked like he was going to become Beast again!” the brunette said, laughing right away with the (h/c).

Meanwhile, Gaston was standing at the front of the main staircase, being looked at by some employees passing by. The brunette had never felt so weak, he knew he couldn't fight with anyone there. For the sake of the baby and (Y/n). But if Adam found him, things could go-

“What are you doing here?!” the Beast screamed, startling Gaston.

“I brought (Y/n) here.” the brunette said, trying to hold his pride.

“What!? I want you out of here now!” Adam screamed again, being heard even by (Y/n) and Belle, and causing the (h/c) to start running down to the castle entrance.

Adam approached Gaston, pushing his body towards the door. In one of the jerks, the Beast squeezed the brunette's waist, making him crouch in pain because of the stitches in the place. (Y/n) arrived at the exact moment that Gaston leaned against the wall to support himself.

The (h/c) ran up to the man, pushing Adam in the process. (Y/n) took the arm that was holding the wound and removed it from the front, preventing Gaston from covering it again. Lightly lifting his shirt to check if everything was still in place.

When she realized that everything was fine, she turned with a deathly glare at Adam. A look that would make the bravest of men shrink in fear.

“What do you think you are doing?!” she screamed, getting up from the floor and facing Adam closely.

“What do YOU think you are doing?! Bringing this man here out of nowhere?” the Beast screamed back, at that moment, it seemed that he had grown in size. However, the man would need much more if he wanted to scare the nymph.

“Gaston is no longer that horrible person! He's changed!” (Y/n) replied, pushing Adam.

“How could he have changed?! He's a monster!” the man said, waving his arms excitedly.

“How can you say that? You were a Beast!” the (h/c) screamed.

(Y/n) then realized that it would be better for Gaston to wait outside. She feared that the brunette would hear or see something unwanted. The (h/c) then helped the man to his feet and led him to the door.

“Stay here, outside, I'll leave with you in an instant.” (Y/n) gave a shy smile to Gaston, who smiled back awkwardly.

The (h/c) closed the door behind the brunette, who soon leaned his head against it, wanting to better hear the conversation inside. At the same time, he thought: Adam was the Beast all along? The village thought that he himself had killed the Beast and Adam was one of it’s prisoners.

He wanted to pay more attention than ever to that conversation, he wanted to get to the bottom of it all. With his ear pressed to the door, he could hear the discussion inside.

“I can't believe you were going to hurt Gaston when Bela just had a daughter!” the (h/c) said, walking from side to side.

“He shouldn't even be here! You know very well what he tried to do to us!” Adam replied.

Lumiere tried to intervene, but the man put his arm in front of him, asking him not to disturb.

“Everything that happened was due to your curse! The curse you threw against yourself!” (Y/n) said, turning to Adam and facing him closely.

“I caused it?! I had it all figured out! Bela would move in with me and everything would be resolved! But Gaston appeared at the castle with a crowd! And even after months he came here to cause chaos!” Adam screamed, getting close to the (h/c) to the point of their noses touching.

“He's a victim of circumstances!” (Y/n) screamed, getting more animalistic by the second “You can't give him a chance, because you know you haven't changed either! And you think he won't change!” at the moment the (h/c) was scaring the man in front of her.

Bull-like horns sprouted from her head, bear-like claws from her hands and hoof-like hooves turned her feet. A strong aura came out of her body. A draft began to flow around her, pushing the door open and startling Gaston on the other side. The brunette opened the door slightly, putting half of his body inside, but he regretted doing that. He saw (Y/n) like that and was startled, pushing the door completely when he leaned on it. The sound of the door opening paralyzed the (h/c). She knew that the only one that could be was Gaston. And, also, she knew that, for sure, he would not forgive her.

She turned slowly to the brunette, slowly turning back.

“G-Gaston…” (Y/n) said quietly, scaring the man and making him trip over himself “It's not what-”

“Stay away from me…” he said quietly, then repeated louder “Stay away from me!” then ran off to his horse.

The (h/c)'s eyes filled with tears and her knees fell under her. Adam tried to get close, but a loud scream coming from the girl scared him, embarrassing him for everything that had happened. (Y/n) felt her heart break in two, it felt like her world was ending. With that sentence, her world had become colorless, lifeless.

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(Y/n) hadn’t been seen for more than a week, and that worried LeFou. Gaston was completely changed, something had happened to the brunette to be locked in the house all this time. He hadn’t even gone out to drink or hunt. But today, LeFou would make him leave the house, otherwise he would have to admit that his friend had become a hermit. The little man was walking to his friend's house, what he didn’t expect was to see Gaston coming out the door, fully dressed, armed with a gun and other instruments, heading towards his horse.

"Gaston!" LeFou yelled, running up to the brunette.

“Ah! There you are!" Gaston said, grooming his horse "You will come with me, won’t you?"

"Where?" LeFou asked, confused.

"To hunt!" The brunette said, as anxious as ever.

“We were all concerned, Gaston. What happened?" the small man questioned, really concerned and without an ounce of explanation being given.

"I've been creating other hunting strategies, but I think today I will follow my original." he smiled, getting on his horse.

“And (Y/n)? Nobody has seen her since that day!” LeFou continued, still not understanding anything.

"Who? I don't know who you're talking about, LeFou.” he said, the little man could see the sadness in the brunette's eyes, but decided to keep quiet "The deer’s waiting for us to hunt it, come on!" he extended his hand to the youngest and he accepted, being placed on the horse's rump.

Gaston stirred the animal, making it run into the forest. As they passed through the streets, people sighed and shouted, wanting to know what had happened, but without receiving any response.

The brunette only stopped when they got close to the forest, getting off his horse and leaving it roped on a tree. Gaston packed his gun and knife in his pocket and went looking for a place to stay and wait for an animal to pass.

The hunt could last for minutes if they were lucky, but it could also last all day. The two were silent, Gaston holding his shotgun and LeFou thinking about how to talk to the man. When he tried to speak, he would shut him up, making it impossible to find out what had happened to him in the past week. LeFou tried to speak again, but the moment he opened his mouth, a noise coming from nearby scared them both.

Gaston stood guard, looking for where the noise had come from. A bush near the two moved, making the two wait for what would come out.

In a scare, a small rabbit jumped, causing the two men to release the breath they had held. The hunter prepared his weapon, releasing the lock to be able to pull the trigger, however, the animal seemed to have heard the noise, running away. Gaston swore under his breath and got up, running after the animal, being followed by LeFou.

"We found our dinner, LeFou!"

They ran after the rabbit, but unfortunately lost sight of it. Gaston sighed and started walking back to the place where the rest of his stuff was, but a unique image caught his eye.

A deer was lying in the middle of a clearing, which left an almost angelic light falling on it. He noticed that it was sleeping, its fur lighter than those he had ever seen. He also noticed that it didn’t have horns, so it was a female, for the simple fact that at this time of the year the horns of an adult deer hadn’t yet fallen. She came closer, receiving no reaction from the animal, was she dead? He prepared his weapon again, finally being heard.

The female deer raised its head, looking sadly at the man, its eyes widening when it saw him, but soon returning to its original expression when it saw the weapon that the man held. She laid her face on the floor again, as if she didn't care about anything that happened to her and around her.

Gaston thought it was acting strange, was she dying? Impossible, there was no sign of wounds or old age. He continued to stare at the animal, while slowly preparing more powder in his shotgun. The animal's eyes looked familiar, an intense (e/c) shone behind the thick lashes. For a second he felt sorry for the animal, as if it were someone close, but dismissed that thought.

He raised his weapon in position, held the trigger, looking in the crosshairs to make sure he fired in the right spot. The animal raised its head again, showing its wet face and sad eyes, making the hunter think twice. Finally, he felt courage filling him, listening to LeFou coming from afar and feeling his chest heaving. He closed his eyes and pulled the trigger, listening to the gun's deafening noise.

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Gaston kept his eyes closed, taking deep breaths. He heard LeFou coming close and a loud sigh, then he screamed, pulling the hunter out of his trance.

He opened his eyes slowly, his hearing seemed to fade. His eyes passed over the small patch of forest, finally reaching the girl's body on the ground. LeFou ran over to the girl, holding her head in place, supporting it on top of his bag. Gaston didn’t understand what was going on, what was (Y/n) doing there? Was she the deer? So that was the strange feeling that he knew that animal.

(Y/n) couldn’t feel her legs, the shot had passed through her belly and into her spine, leaving her immobile. LeFou held her head and asked if she was okay, she just smiled briefly, but she couldn't be convincing enough, she coughed right away and a small amount of blood came out of her mouth, staining her (s/c) face.

“Whe-where is he?” she asked, referring to Gaston.

“Right there, (Y/n).” LeFou pointed out, some tears coming to his eyes.

The girl turned her face slowly to look at the man, he was static looking at her. Thick tears fell from his eyes, without even blinking or his face leaving an expression other than shock. He walked slowly over to the girl on the floor, his knees bending and letting him fall to the ground, next to (Y/n). His face distorted when she raised a hand and put it on his cheek, more tears falling.

“I'm sorry, (Y/n).” he started, taking the girl in his lap, pulling her against his chest, but holding her as gently as possible so as to not cause her more pain than she already felt “I shouldn't have said those words, I shouldn't have run away from you that way.”

“It’s alright... I-I-” the girl tried to speak, but he interrupted her.

“It’s not alright! I should’ve been there with you, I should’ve understood what you are, I should’ve loved you the way you are…” he finished, resting his forehead on the girl's.

“I-I love you, Gaston.” she finally said, giving him a brief smile.

“I love you too, (Y/n). So I won't let you go so easily!” he got up with her with her on his arms held bridal style.

“The waterfall... Take me... There…” she said, her voice weaker and weaker.

“Hold on, my love. It's gonna be okay.” he says, running to the place indicated by her, leaving LeFou behind, completely bewildered.

Gaston ran through the forest, some animals passed quickly by his side, all of them frightened, running alongside them or from afar. Halfway there, the place started to get dark, a bone-chilling silence reigned, the animals no longer followed them. The man noticed that (Y/n) was no longer breathing, she was cold and her face paler than ever. Gaston then started running, he had to get to the waterfall soon, otherwise it could be too late.

When he finally arrived at the site, the water was dark and the waterfall was weak, as if the fountain was slowly drying up. He entered the water, with (Y/n) still in his arms, holding her as if she floated alone. More tears came in his eyes, nothing was happening. She had said to him to take her to this waterfall, right? Was it the right waterfall? He couldn’t believe that the only chance he had been given, he had managed to destroy.

While he felt bad in his own world, her body started to sink to the bottom of the lake. Gaston came to himself, feeling the girl slip from his arms, he tried to grab her body, but she sank too fast. They were in the shallows, how could she sink like that? He dove, trying to look for her, several times he returned to the surface, without success.

“Please, Anne! Come back to me!” he yelled as he walked with his back to the shallows again.

After a few minutes he gave up, sitting in the shallows, but still in the lake. He put his hands on his head, trying to make an excuse that that horrible situation could be a dream or just his imagination. His tears started to fall into the water, his face was almost like the waterfall in front of him. What he did not notice, as he had his eyes closed and his hands in front of his face, was that the water where his tears were falling began to shine, each drop made the water on the site release a strangely beautiful glow.

A tug on his leg startled him, he looked at the mysterious being that held his leg. A hand was resting on his ankle, he followed the arm, finding (Y/n) on the other side. She smiled slightly, wet hair covering part of her face and eyes. Gaston sighed heavily, grabbing the wrist that held his leg and pulling the girl against him, making her laugh heartily.

“Please never leave me again.” he asked, holding her face with both his hands, the girl's body in the middle of his legs.

“I don't intend to go anywhere.” she replied, running her hand through the man's wet hair.

The two looked at each other passionately, the pieces seemed to fit together. Their eyes shone, their faces flushed and souls seemed to connect. Gaston seemed to be the shy one for the first time, (Y/n) chuckled and glued their mouths together. The man opened his eyes wide, but succumbed to the feeling that the two were letting off at that moment. Finally, the Beast had tamed the Beauty.