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After a successful hunting trip, Gaston suggests we go get a bite to eat. We head into the nearest bar. Gaston easily climbs up onto a stool, but he has to give me a hand up. I've always been shorter... Gaston orders us both beers. The barkeep happily obliges, flashing Gaston a smile and a better view of her cleavage. He smirks and winks at her. I feel my face heat up with jealousy, so l quickly bury my face in my beer glass. Its at that moment that l realize someone's staring at me.

Its a guy, nicely dressed. Not my type, but cute enough. He grins at me. "Hey, handsome. You wanna slip outside with me?" l flush, but l should go with him. Its not like lm dating Gaston. I cast a glance around the bar. Him and the barkeep are locked in an embrace in a corner. I nod to the guy, and he takes my hand Outside, he makes short work of me. He undoes my top two shirt buttons and starts kissing up my neck. Its not bad... But its not Gaston.

Suddenly, Gaston bursts through the door, and takes in my rumpled shirt, the hickeys on my neck, and the guy causing said hickeys. Nameless guy has the sense to back slowly into the bar, at least.

Gaston looks embarrassed. He says," uh...I'm pretty wiped. I was gonna ask if you wanna go back to the apartment,but um.." he tails off. I say, awkwardly, "no, thatd be great" l can only assume he failed to get off with the barkeep.

As we are walking back to our apartment in a very awkward silence, l say, "look, if this is about me liking guys-" he interupts me with "no! I don't care who you like... Its just... How did you know?"

My jaw drops. "Why do you ask?" he looks frustrated. "Its just... Ugh, l don't know! I like girls... I like their bodies, and the way they kiss but... I also like guys? They... smell good and they have nice hair?" is it true? Can Gaston be... Gay? I want to jump for joy.

The silence continues for a few more minutes before Gaston says,"Lefou..." l nod. "i never thanked you for saving me when l fell of of bells castle. I was a real asshole, to be honest..."I smile. "no problem. That's what friends are for, right?" we come to a muddy patch in the trail. I stop. Gaston walks right through it. "Come on!" He says "I don't wanna get my boots wet!" l say. He rolls his eyes "for Gods sake.." he mutters, then tromps back to me and picks me up. He carries me over the mud. I can feel my face turning red. He sets me down all too soon, at the door of our apartment. Its just then that l realize just how drunk l am.

He unlocks the door, and l stumble through, leaning on him for support. Eventually, he just gives up and carries me to my bedroom. Fuck it, I think. I can always blame it on the beer. As he walks away, i pull him into bed with me by his waist. He says, "Lefou..." "cmon" l mutter. "IM cold... Just this once?" "fine" l wrap my arms around him "Jesus...You're going to be the death of me, Lefou" he mutters.

I wake up to an empty bed. Out in the kitchen, there's a note from Gaston saying that he went out with friends. I decide its time i go see an old friend, l leave a note for him.

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I get on my horse and ride out into the woods. I eventually come to a castle. I knock on the heavy door. The door opens to reveal a young woman. I awkwardly say, "hi..Bell"

Belle sighs. "For the last time, I'm not marrying Gaston!" as she tries to shut the door on me, i say, "wait! I'm... Not here about Gaston. Or, i guess i am, but not about u marrying him."she takes in my earnest face, then beckons me in. Its cozy inside. "The Prince is away on a trip" bell explains to me. She gestures to a couch and says, "now, sit down. I'll make tea and you can explain what all the fuss is about" she smiles at me. With hot cup of tea in hand, Bell reenters the sitting room."So," she says. "What's all the fuss about?" l blush. "Well...I think i might...Like Gaston?" Belle laughs. "l guess the prince owes me $20" "what?" i exclaim. "we took bets on wheter you would ever admit you were in love with him!" l flush red.

"so you see," I explain shyly "Gaston was deeply in love with you" "he sure was!" Belle exclaims with a hint of disgust passing me the tea, "I hope this matter isn't about him, is it.?" "No, I mean yes" I stutter not knowing how to explain "Anyways, I like Gaston and I was wondering how can I have him like me back? As you had Gaston practically wrapped around your finger I was wondering if you can maybe give me some tips?" Belle laughs, I suddenly feel embarrassed and humiliated how can I ask such a stupid question! "No" Belle simply and calmly says "If you want to date Gaston you must earn him yourself." I feel blood rush up to my cheeks, Belle is right if I want earn Gaston I must do it on my own. "The thing is what if I'm not good enough for Gaston?" I say to Belle "Can you please tell me how did you make him go complete bonkers over you?" Belle flashes me a disappointment look.

Bell says to me, "I didn't do anything: love happens on its own. But I can help you. How about you and gaston come to dinner?" l ponder this for a second before agreeing. "It will be awkward," bell says, "but hopefully it will bring you and Gaston together"

"First of all Gaston is very far from to good for you and second of all you dont deserve Gaston, you're a sweet guy who deserves someone better and as soon as you realize that the better for you and the better for Gaston." Belle says this now with a hint of anger rising in her voice now. I look away. "Gaston has changed, he is not the same! He is tall and masculine and burly and brawny and just so flawless!" I'm interrupted by Belle's voice "ENOUGH OF THIS! Look if you like him all that much then so be it love is love but enough of this." Tears start to fill up in my eyes I don't know what to do I just run through Belles door without saying goodbye, I just want to get away I run out of her house but while running I bump into a tall and burly man looking up i see that it is Gaston!

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"Gaston?" I stutter, "Oh hello Lefou, why are there tears on your eyes? Be a man don't be a crybaby, and what were you doing at Belles you know how I feel about her and when you talk to her" at this point I'm already weeping, I turn around from Gaston I feel so embarrassed! I Hate this feeling. He goes on and on about how I'm so stupid I can't stand it but there is nothing I can do I just keep on weeping and weeping" Lefou! Lefou!" It's Belle running out of her house. She approaches me clearly not noticing Gaston "Look, if you like Gaston all that much so be it, maybe he has changed if you are so obsessed with him! One thing that I will tell you is be yourself talk to him invite him to dinner just be romantic! That is all I can tell you and that is all I will tell you. I will try my best to help you and I'm sorry about being a bitch to you. Confess your love to Gaston just don't be shy.
" her voice is rushed but sincere. She looks up from me and sees Gaston standing there with pure confusion on his face. Belles face shifts from a pretty normal expression to shock the to fear and then to guilt. "I. am. so. sorry." she says clearly very embarrassed. Gaston sways awkwardly " Well um Belle please leave us and um we will figure this out alone." Belle nods quickly and runs off. I feel pure fear and regret.

"Walk with me." Gaston says to me. We begin to walk at a slow pace the tears in my eyes begin to dry. The sun has begun to set making the sky a beautiful red we walk like that for a while I feel very anxious but at the same time peaceful. Gaston suddenly stops, I also stop and face him. His face is so beautiful in this light glimmering with sweat "I don't know what that was all about, but I have to admit we're still best friends in love or not. You are my best friend and I might like you a little too. Any way we will always remain friends. He then slowly wraps his arms around my waist and I bury my face in his chest and we just stand there. At that moment I lose all track of time and space. I feel that I am in another world. A world of just Gaston and me, a perfect world. I do not feel anything but pure admiration and love for the man who is stroking my hair and and holding my waist at
this perfectly peaceful moment.

Gaston takes my hand and laces my fingers with his. They're sweaty but I don't mind. He slowly pulls away and we silently walk back home. The sun has already set and I look up at the stars. At this moment I feel so peaceful with Gaston holding my hand gently peacefully walking with him. As we approach our home he let go of my hand to unlock the door. He holds it open for me and we both walk in. He takes my hand back and we walk through our dark house. I would normally be afraid but with Gaston by my side holding my hand I feel no fear. We walk past my room and to the second floor where his room is. I decide to say nothing and just trust him. We walk into his room, he let's go of my hand to light a candle "what are you doing?" I ask him sleepily "Going to bed" he answers calmly "Will you join me?" He takes of his trousers and throws them onto a chair, he then proceeds to pull of his
shirt to reveal perfect abs and toned muscles. He then walks towards me and unbuttons my shirt digging his hand into it wrapping it's hand around my back. I cup his masculine face and pull him into an embrace. I then let go to pull my clothes off. Gaston waits for me and when I'm done he picks me up and gently lays me into his bed. It's big and soft and cozy. Gaston lays next to me and we wrap our arms around each other. He whispers into my ear "I am so lucky to have you." "I'm luckier" I whisper back now into his mouth. For a split second our breath mixes and our tounges touch. I then pull away and fall asleep.

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When I wake up Gaston is still sleeping. I crawl out of bed and tiptoe to my room to get some clothes on. I decide to try to make him happy and make breakfast. I first go to the bathroom to wash up so my breath doesn't smell like a dumpster. I walk into the bathroom wash up and then go to the kitchen where I proceed to make Gastons favorite breakfast. I carefully fry five scrambled eggs and some bacon. I set it on a plate then set the plate on the table and pour a glass of orange juice. I decide to step outside for some fresh air and to think things over. I really don't know what happened last night, I have so many questions. When I come back Gaston is busy devouring the breakfast I made him. He is wearing a very wrinkled and dirty shirt clearly the first thing he could find. "Good morning" I say to Gaston leaning on the wall casually. Gaston looks up from his plate there is egg all
over his mouth! He quickly scrambles to get a napkin and wipe his mouth. I don't move a muscle just stand calmly. "Hi Lefou," he says with a hint of embarrassment " Thank you for the breakfast it's delicious" "No problem" I say "I'm glad you like it." He then stared into my eyes with his dark brown beautiful eyes. We stand like that for a little to long and then awkwardly look away.

After Gaston finishes breakfast he asks me "I'm going to go hunt would you care to join me?"
"Um, no thank you I need to take a small break I'll just stay at home, thank you for the offer though." I say this reluctantly but it's true I must take a break.
"That's alright" Gaston says with a hint of sadness in his voice he then proceeds to get ready to hunt. I wait for him in the living room but he doesn't take long. "Have a safe hunt Gaston" I say to him "Thank you Lefou" he responds and the he just stood there like he was waiting for something "You won't kiss me goodbye?" he asks in a tough tone. He bends down and I stand on my tiptoes to reach his mouth and he gives me a small peck on the mouth. It's short and sweet and I can feel myself blushing. Something warm and bubbly spreads inside of me and I don't know what it is. I stupidly start to giggle. Gaston then also starts to laugh! "Goodbye" I say shyly and quietly "Bye bye" he answers and then walks away.

After Gaston left I went to the study. I don't know why I had the feeling that I must go there I never go there but I had a feeling that I must sit there for a while and think. The study is a dark and serious room in our house. There we keep the books and do serious business there. It's always been a place to think. I sit down in the chair and look at a photo. It's a a picture of Gaston holding a dead animal clearly proud of his work and me standing there smiling like a lunatic. I like that photo it's the most platonic photo that had probably been taken. Just two best friends after a good hunt.. They are no more than friends.. Then I realize that we are more than friends. We were literally laying in top of each other last night! What is Gaston doing with me? What is this magic he is producing for me to be so madly in love with him? I hate this feeling I've never felt this was before
its more than admiration more than obsession. What is this. Gaston has full control of my thoughts and feelings. He has full control of my heartbeat. It's like I must be with him and I can't stand this feeling to be apart from him. What is this?

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My thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell someone was at the door and clearly inpatient because they were ringing the doorbell more times than necessary. It clearly is not Gaston he just left. Anyway I walk from the study to the door and opened it. Standing there was a woman about 35 years old and she looked very worried. "Quick Lefou, it's Gaston, he got hurt while hunting!" As those words left her mouth I felt a panic. I felt so guilty for not coming with him. "Where is he now?!" I asked hurriedly "At the hospital" the woman responded "Come on quick!" We ran to the hospital together her trailing behind me. I burst through the doors and ran to the front desk "I need to see Gaston" I said to the woman sitting behind the desk "Pardon me?" she said disturbingly calmly. "I need to see Gaston what room is he in?!" I repeat now more impatiently "Sir, our patients are not taking visitors
at this time and..."
"I NEED TO SEE GASTON WHAT ROOM IS HE IN?!" I shouted louder than intended. The woman looked to stunned to speak "Room number six third room on the left." She said with a hint of fear in her voice. "Thank you" I said to her and ran all the way to the room

I burst into the room without even knocking, there I see Gaston laying in the hospital bed with his leg wrapped up in a white cast. "Oh Gaston!" I exclaim and run toward him to lock him in an embrace "Oh Lefou" Gaston says back to me. His voice is weak and tired. I let go of him and stare into his eyes. They look dark and wet. "How did this happen?" I ask him "Who did this to you?" "Oh my dear Lefou," Gaston says "I was hunting a really nasty bear and while I was getting a grip of it that nasty shit threw me right into a tree! My leg hit it and I broke a bone. The bone was sticking right out of my skin! Thank goodness I wasn't hunting alone and my comrades rushed me to the hospital. The lady that told you that I was here was the wife of one of my friends I sent her to tell you as soon as possible." This "Shhhh" he says "It is not your fault, you have no business on what I do and do
not hunt. It is my fault and no one else's that I ended up like this so please will you just shut up." I laugh sadly and cup his masculine face with my chubby little palm. I give him a small kiss on the forehead "Just close your eyes and realx" I whisper to him. He closes his eyes "I will come first thing in the morning" he opens his eyes "Are you going to leave me?" he asks suddenly alarmed. "I'm sorry I have too, I'm not supposed to be here." I say this very reluctantly and sadly "They're not taking visitors" "I don't give a fuck about what they say" he whispers his voice is raspy "just stay with me, please." I end up sitting by his bedside, stroking his hair and whispering into his ear. "I love you Lefou" he says weakly "I love you so much" "I love you more Gaston" I respond "You can't even imagine how much more I love you"edside, stroking his hair and whispering into his ear. "I
love you Lefou" he says weakly "I love you so much" "I love you more Gaston" I respond "You can't even imagine how much more I love you"

After Gaston has come home I decide to ask about the party at Belle's. He is making dinner in the kitchen and I'm helping him "So remember when I talked to Belle?" I say. "Oh yeah, I remember." Gaston responds not looking up from the stove "What about her?" "Well, she invited us to go have dinner with her at the castle, she will be having a party! It does sound fun!" I explain Gaston looks up "You know" he says "I would love too, I haven't talked to Belle in a long time and it does sound fun!" "That's great! It's tomorrow"
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We are both laying in Gaston's bed it's already getting late and I should be sleeping but yet still I am in Gaston's bed both of us not wearing much clothing locked in an embrace. "What plans do you have for me" Gaston says to me and then slides me in between his legs. "Oh you don't even know" I respond into his mouth rapping my tounge around his. I am practically eating his mouth and he is swallowing me with his body. I let go and gasp for air, he does the same. Gaston then lowers his hand to my waist and strokes my thigh. I have my arm pressed to his back and our mouthes are pressed back together. I love this. This feeling. This urge for more of him. More of this. I love it every second of it. I then move my hand to his chest and lower it to right below his abdomen. Oh this feeling. "I want you" he says against my mouth gasping for air. "You can't even imagine I say against his and
my happiness and admiration is beyond measure. We are like that the whole night with hushed movements and sounds. I love every second of it.

I wake up to sunlight streaming through the windows and an empty bed. I hear water running in the bathroom and Gaston singing. I giggle. He really cannot carry a tune. The water stops and the door opens. Gaston enters with a towel wrapped around his waist. I duck into the bathroom to shower too. I inhale deeply. Gaston always leaves the bathroom smelling of cedar and bergamot. I shower quickly and towel off. I walk down to my bedroom and puzzle over what i should wear. Deciding on a vest with a flowy poets shirt and my favorite boots, l head out to the kitchen.

I see Gaston sitting at the kitchen table sipping a mug of something, hair still tousled and wet. I grin like an idiot at him. "l think your shirt is buttoned wrong" l say. I take a step closer. He frowns and looks down at his stomach. "really?" he replies. I rebutton his shirt. "yeah... That's a collar button..." "you'd think I'd know how to button my shirt... No, don't stop!" he kisses me on the cheek. I take a sip from his mug, then almost choke. "whiskey? At 12 in the afternoon?" "well, i didn't get much sleep last night..." he smirks at me. l blush and bury my face in his shoulder. "maybe i will have some of that whiskey..." he passes the mug to me. "Knock yourself out. Whoa, slow down! I didn't mean literally!" l pass the mug back to him. I seem to have lost my train of thought. "M-maybe...uh... We-we should...Um...I forgot..." Gaston grins at me. "get ready for belles party?" he
finishes.

Gaston glances at his watch. "Oh shit, we need to go soon" he takes in my unbrushed hair and unshaven face. "Why don't you go finish getting ready? I'll get our horses." l nod, though i don't want to let go of him. I stumble back into the bathroom- maybe i shouldn't have had all that whiskey. Walking out the front door and blinking at the sunlight, i see Gaston already on his horse. "cmon lefou, were running late!" l get on my horse and we set off to belles castle.

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After the party we had a long journey ahead of us so Belle offered for us to stay the night at the castle. "We love visitors, and the Prince doesn't mind!" she said "We really appreciate all of this" says Gaston "We really do" I say back. "Oh it's not a problem!" Says Belle "Please make yourself at home" she then shows us to our room and then leaves us some clean sleeping clothes and toiletries. She then leaves me alone with Gaston. "I'm going to go shower" he says "Care to join me?"
"I would love to join" I respond trying to sound flirtatious "To save water." we step into the bathroom and undress. Gaston turns on the water and climbs in. I stumble to his side. "This water is too cold!" I exclaim. "Nonsense" responds Gaston.
"Will you please make it warmer. I'll freeze to death!"
Gaston rolls his eyes and turns the knob. He then smiles at me kindly and I smile back. After we're done showering we both pull on the white clothes Belle gave us. "Do you want to maybe take a stroll around the castle?" I ask. "Sure, I don't see why not" answers Gaston. We decide to walk to the hall where the party was and as I open the door I notice someone inside! Gaston and I stand still staring at the two people who seem to be the opera singer and a short little man in a suit. They're dancing together and I can hear the opera singer say "Ma chérie Cogsworth, I love you so, so much." she says this in a gentle and loving voice. "You are so beautiful my lady" answers the little man. They come close together almost about to kiss when I sneeze. They quickly pull away from each other and look straight at us and they realize that we've been watching them the entire time. We quickly run back to our room and hide behind the door. Gaston and I start laughing uncontrollably.

Gaston and I decide to go to bed since we must depart early tomorrow. The room only has one bed so we don't have a choice but to sleep together. I crawl into the soft bed and cover myself with the warm blanket. Gaston blows out the candles and lays down by my side. He takes most of the blanket from me and I'm left cold. I scoot closer to him and take some of the blanket back. I don't really need it because I'm so close to Gaston I can feel the warmth of his body. The next morning we wake up early everyone was still sleeping so I left a note that we had already departed. We get on our horses and travel for a long time. By the time we get home it's about noon. "I'm starving!" says Gaston as we walk in "I'll cook something." I say "It'll take no more than twenty miniutes." I walk to the kitchen and start boiling pasta. I then make the tomato sauce for the pasta. Gaston comes to my side. He
grabs a spoon and tastes the sauce "Mmm, tasty" he says to me he then feeds me some of the sauce. "Might use a little more salt" I say and salt the sauce a little. "It'll be ready in five minutes. You can start setting the table." He kisses my cheek and does as I say. We then sit down together and eat in silence both of us are really hungry.

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Gaston said he'd be back at around 11:00 its already 11:25. He was out with some friends at a bar and normally I wouldn't be worried. Its now 11:30 and Gaston just stumbled into the house. I confront him right away. "You are thirty miniutes late Gaston" I tell him. He responds with "Ooha wooha, you look pretty!" he's drunk. Very drunk. As he is about to fall I hold him by his side. "You've been drinking again haven't you" I say to him as I bring him to the kitchen and set him down on a chair. "You're absolutely hammered!"
"Yeees!" he answers, looking around in the room. I pour him a glass of water and tell him to drink it. Gaston chugs the water down like he just came back from the desert. I then get him back up on his feet and take him to the bathroom. "Bend down" I tell him and splash his face with water. His skin is burning hot. He probably has a fever too. I then hold his hair away from his face as he throws up into the toilet. I then lay him into bed and go to my room.

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I woke up early in the morning, right at dawn so I went onto our porch to witness the sunrise. I sat in a chair that I brought outside from the kitchen and started thinking about breakfast. Gaston has probably gotten sick from last night so to help him recover chicken soup would be the best idea. I take the chair and go into the kitchen to prepare the soup. I first make the broth and then throw in peas, carrots, potatoes and noodles. While the soup boiled I decided to check on Gaston. I walked into his room quietly and came up to his bed. I put my mouth to his forehead, like expected he had a fever. He slowly opens his eyes, crap, I woke him up. "Lefou?" he whispers sleepily "Is that you?" his voice is raspy and tired he starts getting up but I can see he is weak "Shh" I say to him calmly "Go back to bed, I'll bring you soup." I gently push him further back into the bed and go to get him the soup. I pour some into a bowl and get a spoon. I then bring it to Gaston who is now awake and sitting in bed. "Here you go" I say. I take a spoonful of the soup and put it in his mouth. "That's really good" Gaston says and takes the bowl from me, he devours the soup and then hands me the bowl "Thanks Lefou" he says his voice sounding a little more alive. "No problem" I say "Try to rest as much as possible, I'll go make you some tea" I then kiss him on the forehead. He kisses me back on the mouth. Gaston was taking an afternoon nap and I decided to run some errands. I went to the village and got groceries. I got milk, veggies, eggs, and other things. I then saw a nice apple pie that I decided to get for Gaston to have with tea. I suddenly hear an obnoxious and bratty voice say "Look at wifey Lefou over there shopping for his sweetheart Gaston!" I turn around and see a boy about 12 years old I pretend not to notice him "Why don't you have a wife Lefou to do shopping for you?" he asks very sarcasticly "Oh right because your gay!" he and his friends giggle. I hated these sexist and homophobic comments "At least I'm able to have a boyfriend unlike you who would never appeal to quite literally anyone" I say to them "Except one person which is your mothers and I would expect they taught you better" I then walk back home leaving the little boys speechless. When I came back Gaston was in the living room sitting on the couch under a blanket with a mug in his hand. "I'm home!" I yell out from the entryway. I leave the groceries in the kitchen and go into the living room. I go up to Gaston and kiss him on the mouth. It's a long kiss when I try to pull away he pulls me back in. Gaston finally let's go. I feel kind of guilty after that kiss, I should not have done that, people would judge me "Hi Lefou." Gason says casually. "How are you feeling?" I ask him "Could be better" he answers "That's why you don't go out drinking literal gallons of beer." I say back to him "How do mashed potatoes sound for dinner?" "Excellent!" says Gaston and I get to work. I also prepare some chicken because just mashed potatoes is bland. What if I am 'wifey Lefou' and that women should do this work? I set the table and call Gaston. We then sit down to eat silently. I'm surprised by Gastons appetite while I hardly nibble on my food "Are you going to finish that?" I simply shake my head. Really, what if I was some freak for liking another man? Maybe I'm the crazy one, not them?