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Each morning LeFou awoke to his phone having a notification signifying of the new text message he had received. The messages were always sent by the same exact person, Gaston. He doesn't recall when this first begun. It sort of just happened and became a thing that occurred daily.
The messages always stated something along the lines of a simple good morning and have a good day. It always brought a smile to LeFou's face after reading them, but the thought of why Gaston sent him those texts always lingered in his head. The two shared a house, they have been after graduating high school and moving out of their parents' houses, so Gaston could simply just wish him a good morning once LeFou joined him in the kitchen for breakfast.
Around the time when this first began, LeFou was going to question it but he feared that Gaston would perhaps stop doing them and he had already grown used to the thought of waking up each day and receiving a morning text. However, this just resulted in his curiosity growing more and more each day.
It was until one day — well more like night rather than day — that LeFou just had to ask Gaston about the texts he sent. With phone in hand, he got up from his bed and made his way to the door. A yawn escaped from his mouth the moment his other hand gripped the doorknob. LeFou stopped at the door and blinked before noticing how late it was becoming and that Gaston has most likely already went to bed.
He removed his hand from the doorknob and turned back around to walk back to his bed. Plopping down onto his bed, he set his phone on the bedside table as he allowed himself to fall back onto the mattress.
Looks like he'll have to wait one more night before asking about these texts.
Once again, another yawn left his mouth while his eyes slowly dropped and closed. The darkness soon took over and the next thing he knew, he fell asleep.
Morning came and LeFou's eyes fluttered open, though quickly closed as the light from the sun blinded him momentarily. He got into a sitting up position as he let his eyes adjust to the morning light that seeped through the window.
He raised a hand up to his hair to run through while turning his head to the table near his bed. LeFou picked his phone up with his free hand and pressed the home button to wake the phone up. The black screen was soon replaced with a picture of both LeFou and Gaston grinning at the camera. Covering the picture partially was a notification to a text from Gaston.
Gently tapping the notification, the phone sent him to the messaging app to present the text message.
'Morning mon ami, have a splendid day!'
A smile sprawled upon LeFou's face just like every morning.
LeFou glanced up at the quiet sound of something sizzling, which didn't take long for him to recognize it as the sound of Gaston frying something. He was quick to get out of bed, locate a ribbon on the way to the door, and tie his hair into a loose ponytail with the ribbon.
Making his way to the kitchen, the first thing he noticed was the smell of eggs. Eggs were regularly apart of their breakfast and quite rare when they weren't. "Bonjour LeFou." Gaston's voice soon appeared and LeFou looked over at his direction. "Bonjour Gaston!" He greeted with a slight wave as Gaston hummed while resuming to cooking.
It was a good time for him to ask about the morning texts. "Erm, Gaston?" LeFou called out to gain the other's attention. "Yes LeFou?" Gaston turned around, facing LeFou and giving him his full attention. "Well you see, I've been wondering about something." LeFou started off and Gaston stayed silent while he spoke.
"Uh, you know those texts you sent me each day?" LeFou asked, looking up at Gaston. "Yes?" Gaston leaned against the counter in the kitchen and perked a brow. "I was wondering why you send me those."
"Are you bothered by the texts?" Gaston questioned. LeFou's eyes widened slightly as he quickly shook his head rapidly in response. "Non, non! Of course not! I was just wondering why since we live in the same house and. ." "Well LeFou, I can't exactly wish you good morning when I wake up much earlier than you and I don't necessarily want to disturb your sleep." Gaston answered and LeFou nodded. LeFou assumed that, that was all Gaston would say but he was proven incorrect when Gaston continued speaking,
"Also a morning text doesn't just mean a simple good morning. It also means that I think about you when I first wake up."
LeFou could feel his face heating up by the second when he heard that. "W-What, I'm your first thought when you wake up?" LeFou stuttered as he spoke. "Of course. I think about you even before I think about me." Gaston sent a small wink in LeFou's direction while a smirk pulled at his lips. LeFou was unsure of what to say and he was certain that his face resembled a ripe tomato right about now.
Gaston pushed himself off the counter and walked over to LeFou until he stood right in front of the shorter male. He lowered his head and planted a kiss on the top of LeFou's head before standing up straight and returning to the eggs.
"Now, ready for breakfast?"
"Ah, oui!"