Gaston (Gaston X Lefou)

WAR part 1

AN: This part is based around when the war starts Gaston is 19 and Lefou is 16 this is not historically accurate

"Gaston!!!" Lefou shouts running up to his friend only stopping when he is one step away from the other
"Are you going to be signing up for the war?" Lefou asks waiting in anticipation for Gaston's answer, tapping his foot ferociously on the ground with his hands behind his back
"Why yes I am!!" Gaston shouts pounding his hand to his chest then looking down to his friend with a smirk on his face "why would you think otherwise?" He asks with his face right up to Lefou's raising an eyebrow prompting the question
"Ah.. no reason..." Lefou says nervously fidgeting with his fingers "I just thought that maybe I could go with you" Lefou says raising his head to look at Gaston who's head had since pulled away looking like he was seriously thinking
"Hahahah!!" Gaston starts laughing causing the whole town to stop and look "you go to war" Gaston continues pointing his finger to Lefou's chest giving it a nudge "you wouldn't stand a chance on the battle field"
Lefou looks up at Gaston furrowing his eyes brows
"I'll be a medic that way I can patch you up when you get hurt" Lefou says pointing his finger to Gaston's chest and giving him a nudge back
Gaston looks at Lefou furious that his friend would go against him
"No way" Gaston swings his arms pushing Lefou further away "You are not going to participate in this war, I will not allow it" Gaston says pushing his friend away from the sign up booth
Lefou pulls Gaston's hands off him and rather quickly marches off to the booth leaving Gaston behind the giant group of people, Gaston furious leaves the sign up area and marches off towards his house to gather the things he will need for the 2 month training. Lefou gets his application accepted and starts to run off towards the one place he knows his friend would be, the house where he knows Gaston is when ever they have a fight.

"Gaston!!" Lefou yells banging on his friends front door
Lefou opens the door and invites himself in to see Gaston with a bag  packed to the brim with clothes, Gaston looks at Lefou and sees that he is holding the piece of paper that lets him know what division he's going to be, Gaston furrows his eye brows holding an angry expression, he grabs the paper that Lefou is holding and snatches it away reading the contents, Lefou speaks up "ahah you know Gaston I can't read so I don't know what division I'm in" Gaston looks Lefou in the eyes "you better not embarrass me" he says throwing the piece of paper behind him, walking off slamming the door behind him, Lefou lightens up at the response
"This can only mean one thing" Lefou whispers he couldn't help but grin,  he can't believe it he's in the same division as Gaston.

After a couple months of training Gaston quickly got promoted to captain and was in charge of the same division Lefou is in, Lefou ecstatic for his friends promotion quickly realises the reality of going to war. After Lefou finished his training him and the rest of his division were sent to the front lines to intercept and take down enemy soldiers. Gaston being the man that he is charges ahead of everyone else brutally slashing down his enemies with his sword and shooting them with his gun, as for Lefou he stayed at the back tending to the wounded soldiers, dragging their bodies back to the tents for treatment. After a couple days fighting Gaston was still at the front taking down every enemy he could find, covered in mud sweat and blood, Gaston was plodding along the ground hoping over dead bodies looking back to see only a few of his men were left standing the rest of them are either dead or to hurt to fight, with this in his mind he decided for his men to withdraw back to the tents as to not get his men killed for nothing.

Lefou was tending to the wounded running back and forth with bandages and antibiotics patching up all the soldiers that came back. Gaston stood at the frame of the tent looking at his friend with a far off gaze seeing that Lefou is still alive and not hurt, there is not a single scratch on him just a lot of blood which belonged to all the wounded soldiers he was patching up, Lefou saw his friend at the frame and ran up to him checking his body thoroughly to find any sort of wound, when he couldn't find any wounds Lefou sighed in relief happy that his friend was unhurt and still alive for that fact.

A couple more months later after a small battle they had all the men went to the near by village to drink at the local tavern and have fun with some of the ladies at the tavern. While at the tavern Lefou had noticed that some of the men gave him dirty looks especially a young fellow named John, he was glaring daggers in him and if looks could kill Lefou would be shot through the head there and then. Lefou decided to take the initiative and talk to this fellow to see what his problem is
"Hi there john" Lefou said with a polite smile extending his hand for a handshake
John scoffed brushing Lefous hand away and replied "Lefou we should go and talk else where" looking around to see where Gaston is John lead Lefou to the back of the tavern
Lefou complied and followed John to the more quiet space
"What is it you would like to discuss?" Lefou asked feeling a bit more intimated with how John had his body against Lefous they where in very close quarters but not so close that their bodies touched
"Why....?" John said with a very stern tone looking into Lefous eyes
"Why what?" Lefou replied very confused as to what he could mean
"Why are you and the captain so close?" He continued getting more angry by the secound
Lefou decided to play it safe "We aren't that close" Lefou defended trying to act as if it's normal to be that close to someone
"You are!" John continued leaning over Lefou cornering him to the wall
Lefou feeling intimidated gave a small smile "Now you must be imagining things" he said trying to clear things up
"I'm not" John grunted "everyone can see how close you and the captain are....and I know about YOUR kind!" John half whisper yelled looking right into Lefous eyes with disgust
Lefou angry tried to stand up for himself "My KIND?...what in the would could you mean?" He sheepishly replied realising that there is no way he can stand up to someone bigger than him
"You have something for the captain" John said looking at Gaston "I don't think the others have noticed but I HAVE....you better watch your back" John pointed his finger to Lefous chest "oh and remember your nothing without Gaston behind you" he said with a smirk
Lefou terrified at the fact that someone had figured him out hung his head low shaking and glaring into the ground
"LEFOU!!" Gaston yelled from the other side of the tavern trying to find his friend
"Opps daddies calling" John whispered into Lefous ear in a deep voice then he walked away back to his table
Lefou frozen in place terrified at what had just happened that he didn't even notice that Gaston was walking towards him until he was right above him looking down at his head
"Lefou!" Gaston started nudging at his friends shoulder trying to gain the others attention
Lefou snapped back to reality seeing his friend right in front of him
"Oh Gaston! What are you doing here?" Lefou asked trying not to sound frightened
"What was it that you and John were talking about?" Gaston questioned
"Oh it was nothing" Lefou said trying to brush Gaston off
"It's not nothing if it got you this upset" Gaston continued "you can trust me we've known each other for a long time now" Gaston said touching his friends shoulder tenderly
"It's nothing Gaston!!" Lefou snaps
Gaston quickly lets go of his friends shoulder while Lefou pushes him away and heads off towards his tent at camp, Gaston goes to reach for his friend but is to late Lefou was already a fair distance away. Gaston snaps his head towards John and with a glare he struts up to the young man as if he was going to punch him.

AN: ok so that is all I can write for one chapter other wise it's gonna be to long to read anyway I'll quickly write the next chapter so you can see what Gaston does to John
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