Multi-Fandom One Shots

Drunken Confessions

Requested by anonymous on tumblr: "Can you do 22 and 80 with a Gaston x reader pretty please?"

22. "I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice."

80. "How can you think I'm anything but hopelessly in love with you?"

Plot: Y/N goes to the tavern to get her mind off of things, and accidentally has one too many drinks and confessed her feelings of Gaston to Le Fou.

Warnings: Alcohol and swearing.

This week has been absolute hell. First, my favorite dress got stuck on a bush while I was walking through the forest and ripped, I burnt my hand whilst putting another log in the fireplace, and to top it all off, my boyfriend James cheated on me with my 'friend'. So understandably, I needed a drink to forget the week's events. As I head into the tavern, I notice that there's not as many people as usual. Even better, so less people will see me drunk. I walk over to the counter and sit down on a stool.

"Rough week for you?" The bartender asks me.

"You have no idea." I say with a sigh. "Give me your strongest drink." I say as I hand him some money. He hands me a glass of whiskey. I down the golden liquid, enjoying its bitter taste sliding down my throat. As I ask for another, someone sits in the stool next to me.

"That bad of a week?" The person next to me asks. I turn to face them and I'm greeted by LeFou. He half-smiles and looks at the bartender and orders a drink too.

"Pretty much." I reply with a deep sigh. "Where's Gaston at?" I ask him. LeFou points behind him at a group of men talking and laughing at the back of the bar.

"Back there. He's pretty drunk right now, so he didn't notice me slip away for a second. Mind me asking what happened?" LeFou asks.

"No, not at all." I explain to him the week's events. And the more time passed, the more alcohol consumed.

"A-And then," *hic* "I walk in to our room, and James and my friend are" *hic* "in our bed," *hic* "and then he tried to explain what was happening, but I didn't listen to him. I just threw him and that little whore out." I try to explain to him as I down another glass, tears streaming down my face.

LeFou looks at me, dumbfounded. "Wow." He says. "Now I understand why you're drinking so much tonight."

"Yeah, it's been a bit of a rough week, you could say." I answer as I'm about to ask for another drink.

"Woah woah woah there," LeFou says as he takes the glass out of my hand. "That's enough alcohol for now. You're gonna wake up with a massive hangover."

"I know, I know. I'd just like to forget the entire week." I mutter as I look down at my feet.

"I know this must be really hard, but it's all over now. You can move on, do what you want, you have your freedom back." He explains to me.

"Although that's very true, he did almost everything for me. I know how to cook, clean and hunt but I can't ride a bloody horse of all things!" I exclaim as I throw my hands in the air. As I say this, Gaston's head shoots up, overhearing us, and makes his way over to where we were. "So I kinda need someone to show me what to do." I say as I run my fingers through my hair.

"You know Y/N, ever since Belle turned him down, Gaston's been looking for someone else." LeFou says with a smirk.

"I know, but he'll never love me! He only likes girls like Belle. I'd like to think that I'm like Belle, but I really know I'm more like a Bimbettes in his eyes." I mutter as my eyes start to water.