The Beast and The Beauty (Gaston X Reader)

Chapter 4

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?