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Beauty and the Beast, s2e9

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My brain: “Hmm, maybe I’m over that Blorbo..”

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If you love Vincent&Catherine (Beauty and the Beast) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples  :)

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Jay Ryan from "Beauty and the Beast"♡ I'm doing a re-watch so I thought I would share. Ta.

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Cold Cuddles

I have a cold and binged watched Beauty and The Beast for the first time.

Reader has a cold and wants cuddles with Vincent.

Trigger warnings: Reader is sick

You groaned and started feeling around for your phone on your bedside cabinet. You heard it fall to the floor and swore under your breath, finally opening your eyes with a sigh. Your head was pounding. You could barely breathe through your nose, and your throat felt like it was on fire.

It seemed to be just getting light, or just getting dark. You hoped just getting dark so that it meant that Vincent would be more likely to show up. After managing to reach your phone you looked at the time and smiled a little, 6:45pm, that meant Vincent was likely to show up. You were pretty sure that you just had a cold, but Vincent had been a doctor in a previous life and could likely tell you for sure. Plus, he generally wasn't against being used as a human pillow.

You stumbled around your apartment, pulling on some sweatpants and a hoodie that you'd stolen from your boyfriend. You got yourself a glass of water and sighed when you realised that you'd run out of painkillers. You refilled your glass and lit a few candles, deciding to keep the light as low as possible in hopes that it would help keep the headache in check. You let yourself sink onto the sofa and closed your eyes, holding your cold glass against your forehead until you exploded into a sneezing fit.

You tried to set the glass down on the table as the sneezing fit turned into a coughing fit and missed, the glass smashing against the floor. You internally groaned as you coughed, trying to get a decent breath. The next thing you knew, gentle hands were pushing you back against the sofa and brushing your hair from your face.

“Just breathe, you’re okay”

One of the hands moved to your forehead as you managed to take a shaky breath.

“Vincent, I think I’m dying” you mumbled as you relaxed back against the sofa cushions, watching Vincent move to the kitchen to get some paper towels to clear up the broken glass and filling a new glass for you.

He chuckled softly as he came back, placing the glass in your hands before he clears up the broken glass and water. Once he’s thrown everything away he sits next to you on the sofa, taking the glass and placing it on the table for you.

“You’re not dying sweetheart, but you do have a nasty cold. Why didn’t you tell me that you’re sick?”

You moved to cuddle up against him and he wrapped an arm around you, letting you snuggle into his chest.

“It wasn’t this bad this morning, I figured I’d take a nap and I’d feel better.” You knew you sounded sulky, but you didn’t care. He rubbed his thumb up and down your arm soothingly.

“That’s not how it works unfortunately, though sleep is a good idea. Have you eaten?” You shook your head and he pulled his phone. You heard him tapping out a text before he kissed the top of your head and carefully moved you so he could stand up.

“Okay, let’s get you back to bed, then I’ll take care of food. JT is picking up some things for me, I’ll have him drop them at the front door.” He’d been walking you towards the bedroom as he was speaking. Once you were inside, he helped you change and tucked you into bed. He left and returned with your glass of water, setting it on your bedside table, then sat on the side of the bed, brushing your hair back again.

“Do you feel like eating?”

You shook your head “Not at the moment, I need this headache to go first.”

He frowned at you “You didn’t take anything for it?”

“No, I thought I had some aspirin left, but apparently not”

He took his phone out again and sent another text, presumably to JT to add aspirin to the list, then settled beside on the bed, pulling you into him. He started talking softy about nothing in particular, letting you listen until you drifted to sleep, listening to his voice rumble in his chest.

When you woke up, he wasn’t in the room, but there was some tablets next to your glass of water telling you to take them. You recognised the aspirin, and assumed the other two were some sort of cold medication. You took them and climbed out of bed, shuffling to the living room you found Vincent in your kitchen heating some soup and putting some crackers on a plate.

“Hey, what are you doing up?” he looked over to you, concerned as you lowered yourself to the sofa again.

“My pillow was gone, I needed to find it.”

He grinned, pouring the soup into a bowl and brings it over to you with the crackers. “Oh, so I’m just a pillow now, huh?”

“Well, I guess you’re an okay body guard” you grinned up at him and he feigned a shocked look.

“Okay? I am an EXCELLENT body guard! I’ll have you know I took out a VERY dangerous 5 year old today, saved hundreds of innocent lives!”

“Oh yeah, were they secretly a ninja assassin?”

“No, but they could have killed hundreds if I hadn’t caught the bear bomb they threw during their tantrum!”

You started laughing, which lead to another coughing fit. Vincent carefully sat you up, rubbing at your back as you coughed. Once you were done, he handed you your water to sip at and placed it back when you were done before gently laying you down against him again.

You snuggled against him again and closed your eyes and listened as he told you about his day.

He was gone when you woke up in the morning, but there were meds on your bedside table again with instructions for taking them throughout the day and telling you to rest up and take care of yourself until he came back later that night. You smiled and decided to get up, bed was boring and you could always burrito yourself on the couch.

You were still there when Vincent arrived that evening. You felt like death, but having Vincent there made everything feel better. You could live with a cold if it meant extra cuddles with your beloved beast.

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Lucky Encounter

Fandom: Beauty and the Beast (2012 TV show)

Pairing: Vincent Keller and GN!Reader (though it can be seen as Vincent/Reader)

Summary: You had left work and on the way home, spotted your ex who saw you and tried chasing you.

Warnings: implied/referenced abuse, previous bad relationship

Notes: I don’t own Beauty and the Beast or Vincent Keller

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

Read it on AO3 here

It had been a day; just like any other, when you saw your ex on your way home from work. They acted like nothing had ever happened and waved at you, smiling, calling you over. You decided to ignore them and just walk on, but it triggered some bad memories and you started crying.

You started to run, because you could hear them still calling out to you, starting to get angrier. Thankfully, you ran into your friend Vincent. He wrapped his arms around you before you could fall. Without realising it was him, you whispered in his ear, “please help me. There’s someone chasing me.”

“Who?” He asked in quiet anger.

“Vincent?” you asked as you pulled back slightly to look at him. You smiled softly upon seeing his face. You were about to look behind you to point them out when you remembered that he knew about your ex, so instead of turning around, you told him.

He looked over your shoulder, glaring at someone, you guessed it was your ex. He turned back to you, “how about we get you home and you can tell me what happened?”

The walk was nice, he kept his arm around you the whole time, it felt both supporting and comforting. Once you got back to your place, he guided you to your room, “once you’re ready, let me know what you want. I’ll bring you a glass of water.”

You changed out of your work clothes, and into something more comfortable, before walking out and over to Vincent. You sat with him as he held you close to his side, as you told him how you saw your ex and that seeing them triggered you.

He stayed with you for the rest of the evening. You had been having trouble all evening asking Vincent what you wanted, which was for him to stay so you weren’t alone.

He said goodnight but before he could leave, you grabbed his hand. He turned to you and the only thing you got out was a quiet, “please.”

He looked down at you, “you want me to stay?”

“Please, Vincent,” you whispered.

He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer. “I won’t leave you.” He pulled you back. “How about we move to the bedroom? You’ll have better luck sleeping and you won’t be as sore in the morning.” He started to guide you to the room.

He took his shirt off before getting into the bed with you, holding out his arms for you so you could be held by him, knowing it made you feel safe.

You went straight into his arms, and he wrapped them around you securely, kissing your forehead. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

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Vincent sucks so much in these season 2 episodes that I'm actually Team Gabe right now. What is going on?!