Previous day - December 1st
“Let’s just say I could only dream of growing stubble back then.” He joked. ‘Back then’ sounded so evasively. Bill didn’t want to lie to Mikhael, but they knew each other briefly. How did he know if he could trust him? Despite the thread of understanding that definitely existed between the two, Bill couldn’t just tell him the truth. Despite living in such a magical city, he would definitely be considered a madman. Just like Mikhael now. He was acting definitely way too upset because the new singers had a tin ear. In fact, his friend’s anger was so ridiculous that it made Bill feel a sudden rush of joy.
Mikhael had a voice that could bring back life, move mountains, and ruffle seas. And Bill found himself being enchanted and excited as he waited for the following notes. For more sounds flying out of Mikhael’s mouth like innocent spring butterflies. Singing with him was a mesmerizing experience.
Then the boy stopped singing. Bill didn’t know why. He didn’t care. He was never interested in the feelings and actions of others. He didn’t like to ask, and this time he wasn’t going to. “Listen, Mikhael … if you don’t want to sing, you don’t have to.” he patted him on the back. He waved at the pianist, informing him to stop playing for a moment. “Have a drink, go for a walk. I won’t be offended, man.” he gave him a sunny smile. “We can… you know… meet another time. Whenever you feel like it.”
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Previous day - December 1st
LeFou’s emphasizing of the word “you” seemed to work wonders because Gaston was beginning to believe that he was the one who came up with the idea. “Well, obviously,” he gave LeFou one quick nod. As if with this gesture, he wanted to seal this idea. His idea, of course.
Gaston focused his gaze on his friend, studying his determined smile. It was as light as the snowflakes that delicately brushed their jackets and their hair. At the sight of it, Gaston’s heart felt lighter as well. Now he not only believed but also knew that Belle would like the gift. Maybe, thanks to it, Gaston won’t have to seek satisfaction in his four lovers. “Good,” he said, quickly directing his gaze back to the road ahead of them. The title or plot of the book didn’t interest him at all. Most importantly, Belle should know it was from HIM. That HE loved her so much that he could do something so unimaginable just for her.
And he will give her the portrait as an extra anyway.
Noticing how barely LeFou managed to keep up with him, Gaston laughed softly (as soft as his loud voice allowed). It was a rather funny scene because his friend’s short legs did not seem suitable for taking such long strides. Of course, Gaston wasn’t going to slow down. Why would he deprive himself of this irrational sight?
Gaston didn’t answer, just nodded. He did not hide a slight dissatisfaction that LeFou did not want to reveal his secret. However, Gaston was too excited about the surprise that he had no intention of verbally announcing his disappointment. As for the gift for Belle…, “It better not be greater than mine. Not that it is physically possible.” He warned his companion.
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Archer
I smile at him. “Well I like it and I think it really fits you.” I laugh and wrap my legs around his waist. I panicked when Genosta slipped and I tumbled with hi. “Crap are you ok?” I ask as I look up at him still laying on top of me and giggle even though it hurt a little to hit the hard wood floor. “I hope I cushioned your fall.” I meant that only partially joking. I didn’t really want him hurt from us messing around on the couch like kids.
@Meekepeek sorry ive been off I haven’t been feeling the best. Still don’t feel great but better than I have.
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I chuckled as we felt on the ground. “oops, sorry about that” I said and then sat up but stayed on him. “You were a great cushion, which leads me to the question, are
you okay?” I asked with a grin before laying down on top of him with my arms crossed on his chest and my chin resting on my arms. “If not, I’m happy to work as a comfort blanket” I said. “soon we can start our own sofa” I joked.
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I giggle and wrap my arms around him. “Genosta it’s ok don’t worry too much.” I let him lay on me honestly not caring much. "My back hurts a little but I will be ok.’’ I smile giggling as I play with his hair. “You can always be my comfort blanket.” I smile and pull him closer. “No one but you gets to lay on me. It would really hurt me then.” I kept looking in his eyes and realizing just how fast I was falling for him.
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I smiled and moved a few hairs away of his own. “Well, I will, when it comes to you” I said and got off of him. “Besides, if you did hurt your back, I don’t want to make it worse” I said and helped him up before making him sit back on the couch. “At least lets keep things comfortable,” I said and pulled him close to me.
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December 3rd - the next day
The fourth day is going to have a longer description but for now, I shall let the characters to go to know each other… peacefully…
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Gaston strode into the coffee shop without trying to hide his arrival. A confident smile, loud steps, and, of course, shimmering hair made all the guests know about his presence. He left his scarf and jacket on the hanger, revealing his white shirt, perfectly fitting his god-like body. It had several unbuttoned buttons, just enough to show his thick neck and a small part of his muscular chest. The man, ignoring the usual female admiration, sat down at one of the empty tables. The waitress appeared almost immediately beside him. She was throwing short, quick glances at him, trying not to look where she shouldn’t be staring. “I… I wanted… I mean… what would you… what do you desire… I mean… what would like to… erm… get-ah- order!” Gaston gave her that killer smile of his, which made the woman’s legs tremble.
“A cup of coffee… with milk.” He replied, unmoved by her unsuccessful attempts to hide the blush attacking her cheeks.
“And… and you?” the waitress turned quickly to LeFou. At the sight of him, her blush turned into an even more scarlet-y shade. Seeing this rather unusual scene, Gaston merely raised an eyebrow. With surprise and undisguised curiosity filling his eyes.
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I smiled and leaned into him. “Ok and I will always be you comfort blanket too so I am here for you.” I say as I smile and kiss his cheek. "This is nice and my back doesn’t hurt too bad maybe bruised but definitely knocked the wind out of me when I hit the floor.
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“I might take you up on that offer some time,” I said with a grin and suddenly he kissed my cheek. I wished I was able to actually feel it, but even just the gesture was enough to catch me off guard.
I frowned as he said that. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, I’m sorry,” I said and made him turn around. One good thing about me getting used to getting beaten up for being different is that I knew a thing or two about releasing some pain. “Don’t freak out or think it’s weird, I just want to make sure you’ll not feel pain for a day” I said and started rubbing his back a little.
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Archer
I smile as I blush a little. “You can’t feel my kisses on your cheek can you?” I ask as I realize he had the same reaction when I kissed his cheek now as when I had done the same thing earlier. “I know you didn’t it was an accident and its ok. Im not mad or anything at all Genosta I know we were just messing around in the heat of the moment. Stuff happens.” I smile as he rubs my back. “Thank you that feels really nice and I appreciate it.”
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I let out a sigh and shook my head. even though he was blushing, I felt bad that I didn’t. “Maybe one day…I hope one day” I said softly before I gave a hesitant kiss on his back as I continued to rub his back. “Good,” I said and looked outside where it has started snowing heavily again. “Let’s move the laser tag to a different day” I suggested.
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Previous day ~ December 2nd
Not entirely convinced if Belle was being nice or sarcastic, Gaston frowned. He didn’t know if his wife was testing him or if she actually didn’t suspect anything. Gaston listened to her, and confidence started to return to him with her every word. Maybe, Belle really thought he was innocent. Good. “I was in the tavern.” He replied, hoping he had cleared all her doubts now. “As usual. Why would I stay at home if I’m alone?” He looked accusingly at Belle but quickly turned his gaze to the huge mirror. He checked himself out, more out of habit than out of need.
He followed his wife into the kitchen, taking a seat at their huge light wood table. He pulled off his massive, black boots and placed his feet on the soft, quilted footrest. “Belle, you should take some time off” it was more of an order than a suggestion. “This job is exhausting you… you have no time for your husband.” He smirked suggestively. “I have a free month… why not take advantage of that?” he added, stretching his toes.
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“Hey its ok Genosta its not your fault and im sure I can find something you can feel.” I say as I giggle and smile when I feel him kiss my back. It made me feel pretty loved that he did that. “Thank you for rubbing my back and yes good Genosta.” I saw the snow out of the corner of my eye and nodded. “Yeah probably the best idea its snowing pretty hard.”
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I let out a sigh and stroked his cheek a little. “I just want to know what it feels like…I want to feel your gesture not just imagine it” I said but smiled when he reacted positive on my gesture. “Of course” I tell him. “But what are we going to do while staying here?” I asked.
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Present day ~ December 3rd
“Of course… I will… I will bring it right away.” The woman twirled one of her red curls around her finger. The nervousness in her voice only intensified. Interesting. “I hope you… you will… enjoy it.” She added timidly and quickly turned away from them. In hurried, tiny steps, she made her way to the rest of the waitresses, giggling to herself.
Gaston shifted in his chair, observing LeFou closely. Something perplexed him greatly, and since Gaston did not like to not understand or not to know something, he did not fail to ask. “She wasn’t your type?” he raised his thick eyebrow. “You should have asked for her number. I wouldn’t mind." he leaned in, putting arms on the table. “I don’t have enough room in my timetable… if you know what I mean.” He winked suggestively. After all, he couldn’t complain about the number of admirers. LeFou, on the other hand… Only a few women noticed him… if any. Nothing surprising about that, of course, as they were essentially focused on Gaston. Duh. But now there was an opportunity when his friend might have scored with somebody… and he didn’t take advantage of it? It was extremely puzzling.
I loved it so much!!! AHHH!!! And… also oops, I guess I replied… I hope it’s not too fast…
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