Multifandom One-shots

95. Power of Roses - Beast x autistic male reader (Beauty and The Beast?)

Hello, beautiful readers! I hope you are doing amazing, and I want you guys to know that I love you so very much.

From my on-going requester, @GabeOwen6, I hope you are satisfied with my work. I found it a little challenging, so I'm sorry if I didn't get your main idea to shine through. I wish you all an amazing day or night and good reading!

PS: You matter! No matter what gender, what skin color, or what gender you are into, you are worth it and the best version of yourself. Don't change for anyone, except if it is for yourself. Others opinions; just give a damn to what they think of you.

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In the heart of Dreamlight Valley, where the skies were always a serene blue and the flowers bloomed with magical vibrancy, Y/N found solace. The valley was not just a place of whimsy and adventure; it was a testament to the power of love, where every bloom whispered tales of romance and every breeze carried the echoes of heartbeats intertwined.

As Y/N approached the garden where Beast awaited him, the air seemed to hum with anticipation, mirroring the flutter in his chest. The enchanted surroundings seemed to conspire to set the perfect stage for the love that blossomed between them.

Beast, with his imposing yet gentle presence, stood amidst the vibrant blooms, a living embodiment of the valley's magic. And as his gaze met Y/N's, it was as if the very stars in the sky twinkled with approval, showering their blessings upon this union of souls.

"Good morning, Beast," Y/N called out, his voice carrying a melody of affection and excitement.

Beast's smile, radiant as the dawn, illuminated the garden even further. "Good morning, Y/N. I'm glad you could make it," he replied, his tone a symphony of warmth and devotion.

The garden, with its riotous display of colors, seemed to mirror the kaleidoscope of emotions swirling within Y/N's heart. Each petal held a promise of love, and each leaf whispered secrets of everlasting devotion.

"It must be calming to work here," Y/N mused softly, his gaze lingering on Beast's hands as they caressed the delicate flowers.

Beast's eyes, deep pools of tenderness, met Y/N's gaze. "It is," he agreed, his deep voice thoughtful. "It's a place where I can reflect and find peace away from the chaos. The beauty of the flowers and the quietness of the garden help me center myself. But it's even more so with you here, my love."

Y/N felt his heart swell with emotion at Beast's words, the depth of their connection echoing in the quiet of the garden. Here, amidst the blooms and the whispers of nature, their love flourished like the most precious of blossoms—resilient and everlasting.

The beast's smile softened even further at Y/N's words, a warmth spreading through his chest. "Would you like to help me with the garden today?" he asked, his deep voice filled with a gentle warmth.

Y/N's face lit up with enthusiasm, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yes, I'd love to!" he exclaimed, eager to spend more time in Beast's company, eager to explore this newfound connection between them.

With a nod, Beast handed Y/N a pair of gardening gloves and a small trowel, their fingers brushing briefly as the tools exchanged hands. "Let's start with these roses," he said, gesturing towards a bed of vibrant, blooming roses. "They need a bit of attention."

Y/N slid on the gloves and felt the silky cloth against his skin. He was astounded by how the gloves appeared to be just his size and that the fabric felt comfortable to him. Looking at Beast's huge hand, which held a trowel, Y/N slowly removed the tool from his grasp, their hands lingering for a moment longer than necessary.