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Loss of Control | One Shot

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Blaine comes across Gaston after work. Words are exchanged.

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calliope-hesiod:

From a totally objective standpoint, Callie could tell that this guy was attractive. People liked strong jaws and cutting cheekbones, she guessed. It never really made a difference to her. But she did think that the dove-grey shirt this dude was wearing looked nice.

His hero potential wasn’t anything special. Callie couldn’t pin anything down other than the fact that this guy would do what it took to get what he wanted. Which, ya know, could be a good thing. Or a bad thing.

“Well glad to hear it!” said Callie, with a firm little nod. “I think it’s always good to have a great support network of positive compliments.”

The most positive of compliments came from oneself. At least, that was Gaston’s philosophy. After all, there was all that bullshit about having to love yourself before you love anyone else. Well, Gaston was well equipped there. After all, he was perfect. His hair, his body, his eyes...his ass. To quote an Elle Woods from Legally Blonde the Musical, he was catnip for the guys and the girls.

“Oh I agree. What would a person be without some support? Why there would be no confidence. It would be a pitiful existence. At least if that person had no strength and appreciation of themselves. Not like me, obviously.”

Random Compliments || Callie&You

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bonniexxrockwaller:

Was Bonnie absolutely flattered by the compliment given to her? Of course. It was about her after all. Besides, you’d have to be out right blind to not be aware that she was absolutely gorgeous, which meant that she was in front of a man who clearly had exquisite taste. She had to admit to herself, that she was also enjoying the sight she was looking at. Gaston was as handsome as the picture she had seen during their text messaging excursion.  He was dressed to perfection, a suit befitting his status and his charm with quite the physique to match. 

Yes, he was everything Bonnie was hoping for and more. Definitely suitable for her company.

A flirtatious grin lined the curve of the brunette’s lips as her eyes flickered over the sly charming features of the man in front of her. “It seems that the feeling is mutual then.” She mused because there was no where in hell that Bonnie Rockwaller would’ve spent the time that she did to look this beautiful for anyone who was less than worth it. “And I’m flattered.” She continued on, stepping out of her place and locking the door behind her before turning herself to fully face her date. “I do have to give it you, Gaston. Your suit is very fitting, quite handsome.” She gave her compliment with a sly smile of her own stepping forward towards the direction of the car. Turning her head with that smile still intact, she spoke. “Ready?” 

It was nice to be in the presence of a person who could value things the right way. It had been far too long since Gaston had had anything like that. Besides the fun get togethers with family, and skiing in the Alps. Which was something he wouldn’t be against dragging a woman like Bonnie to either. She would know the value of everything in the area. Of course that was planning too far ahead. First he would have to see if their chemistry could work in person as well. They had similar interests and concerns, that was wonderful. Now it would be to see if what worked on paper, or via texts, translated well in person.

“Wonderful. It’s nice to know that I’m not wasting my time here.” Gaston hated that more than anything. “Thank you Bonnie. I aim to please,” at least he did aim to please her. The effort was definitely worth it, of that he was sure from the moment he started texting with her. He stepped forward, leading the way over to the limousine he had for the occasion “Of course. Please, get in. My driver will take us to the airport. Nothing less than a private jet to bring us to the most romantic city in the world.” 

He held the door open for her, as he was gifted with some manners, even if he saved it for the rarest number of people. “There are drinks here and on the plane should you want them.” Gaston would spoil Bonnie rotten. And alcohol could certainly help make things more relaxed, something he would like even more. If he didn’t at least get to get a taste of this woman after an elaborately planned evening...well he would be sincerely disappointed.

A Night Out in Paris || Baton

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calliope-hesiod:

“Hey! Did anyone ever tell you that color looks really good on you?” Callie bounced in front of someone. “If not, then–that color looks really good on you!”

“It’s been said once or twice, by me and my many admirers...” Gaston admitted with a cocky grin. “But it’s always nice to hear from others.”

Random Compliments || Callie&You

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Bonnie generally loved her weekends. She didn’t have class to think about and for the most part there was hardly any cheerleading practice to attend to, nor ballet practice, so it gave her time to focus on the important things. Mainly herself, obviously what was more important than her? During the week she was often very busy with her school work and all her practices, even with her exercising because of course her body was anything less than perfectly fit. 

The weekends were her me time. 

But she had no problem causing a rift in her relaxing me time to go to a restaurant out in Paris.  

The rift was what had her presently occupied as she took her time getting ready. Making herself beautiful, no correction more beautiful than she already was thank you very much, was always a favorite pass time of hers. She had on nothing less than designer clothing, because you wouldn’t catch her dead wearing peasant clothing, which is why you wouldn’t find her shopping here either. No. She’ll stick to online purchases.

Her make up was pristine, nothing heavy because she was already beautiful and she had gorgeous green eyes that stood out wonderfully for themselves. She opted for loose soft wavy curls for her hair that gave her the last perfect touch along with some heels. She was all set and when she looked herself in the mirror she was gorgeously stunning. A selfie of herself would be perfect right about now. 

It didn’t appear as though she’d have the time for that since she heard her door bell ring. She grabbed her bag and opened the door a grin lacing her lips to see the same man as in the picture. Thankfully she hadn’t been cat fished.

“Right on time too. Not even a minute late.”

It was rare that Gaston ever came across someone who..understood. That sounded strange, but no one semeed to value the things that Gaston valued. Texting Bonnie had been surprisingly enjoyable. Far more than anything else he could remember as of late. Naturally he would have to go all out for his date with her. Bonnie, like Gaston, knew the important things in life.

Gaston chose to dress even better than he usually did. After all, Bonnie was gorgeous, likely well off, and she knew to appreciate money and status. Just like Gaston. She didn’t seem interested in such lesser thoughts as to being a good person and that bullshit. Gaston put on his finest suit before he made his way over, a car with a driver at hand to take them to his private jet. Nothing but the best for their date night in Paris. Nothing but the best for the best. That was his personal motto anyway.

Gaston’s lips quirked up as Bonnie opened her door. And thankfully, she was as perfect as her picture. A definite ten. “I would never be late to a date with someone as gorgeous as you,” Gaston informed her. “To someone else? Maybe. But you’re interesting enough to me to put some effort into this,” he said with a sly smile. “I have a car waiting for us, so if you’re ready, we can leave immediately.”

A Night Out in Paris || Baton

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Do you love Belle?

Do you love dumb questions? Cause I don’t. No. Belle means nothing to me now. After all, why care for a pathetic woman who can’t stand up for herself? No, I’ve found someone better. Better, hotter, more intelligent. I think that Belle is old news for me, and just about everyone else in this town. Besides Hades and well...he’s hardly human anyway.

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Bonnie: My appearance does have a special talent for making everything better if I do say so myself.

Bonnie: Why thank you.

Bonnie: Hmmm my favorite dessert?

Bonnie: I do have a weakness for cheese cake the finer the better.

Bonnie: And a wonderful cheesecake taste splendid with some good wine.

Gaston: I'm sure that that's true. I can't wait to see that effect in person.

Gaston: I will be sure to have it ready for you then.

Gaston: I'll pick you up around 5 in the evening on Saturday then, for the short flight into Paris.

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Bonnie: And I am for once looking forward to meeting someone who is quite the charmer and of course the first person that is interesting in this.... town.

Bonnie: I suppose I can hand you that piece of information then.

Bonnie: It's Bonnie.

Gaston: Perfect. You're a very special person in an otherwise average town. It's good you appeared.

Gaston: Bonnie. A charming name. I'll be sure to put that on your favorite dessert. Feel free to share. I'll spare no expense for this, might as well tell me what you like best.

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Bonnie: Obviously someone who has no common reason in their measly head.

Bonnie: That is very true, of course, but thank you.

Bonnie: Then I guess you will have a date for this weekend, Gaston.

Gaston: That's exactly what I was thinking.

Gaston: I look forward to giving you everything you deserve. Though I think I should ask for the name that goes with the pretty face.

Gaston: I should know the name for the personalized desserts.

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Bonnie: Well, aren't you quite the handsome charmer.

Bonnie: A beautiful private dinner in Paris.

Bonnie: Makes it hard for a girl to say anything other then yes.

Bonnie: Would you like "yes" to be my answer?

Gaston: I do try.

Gaston: And yet, some have done that. Appalling really.

Gaston: But you have better taste than most.

Gaston: If you do, I'll have the restaurant ready by the weekend.

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Roscoe: Wouldn't waste your time. We can just assume I was right.

Roscoe: A good contrast or a cliche one. Personally a fan of a dark brunette with stunning brown eyes...though maybe that's the italian in me.

Roscoe: I'm guessing your 10 looks a bit like yourself in the mirror...?

Roscoe: Then why are you bothering. Shouldn't you be snatching up a '10' instead of 'technically' having a girlfriend who may be a simple 7. Or is she all you can swing...?

Gaston: That's a large assumption. I can't say I agree to that.

Gaston: Ugh. Italians. The only thing I hate more than you guys are the Germans.

Gaston: I mean, of course I myself am a 10. But my 10's can look unique. Have you ever seen the woman Nani? Gorgeous Hawaiian woman.

Gaston: She was one of those good little rich girls I needed to use to spruce up my image a little.

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Bonnie: So painfully difficult.

Bonnie: Oh, I know.

Bonnie: But I always do appreciate a man with such good taste.

Gaston: Don't worry baby, I'll make things easier for you

Gaston: Good taste and a vast amount of money

Gaston: A girl like you deserves the best.

Gaston: And I am and have the best.

Gaston: a simple dinner? Please. If you want, we can go have dinner in Paris and buy out the restaurant for the evening.

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Roscoe: Right - then again, I just call that phenomenon 'fake tits'. So really... can't use that reference as a credible source.

Roscoe: No? I'm surprised after you had the audacity to give that Delbert dick a '4 or 6'. Figured fat chicks and dicks might be your 10.

Roscoe: Technically sounds complicated - and stupid.

Roscoe: Marry her - makes it easier on your end.

Gaston: Fair enough. I'll have to come up with another example then.

Gaston: The name doesn't take away from the dark hair blue eyes look. Which is a good contrast.

Gaston: My 10 is considerably better looking than either of those things.

Gaston: I've considered it. I suppose she'd pop out a few nice kids and I could do what I wanted.

Gaston: But I'm sure I can do better than her too.

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Bonnie: I guess I can be sweet and say that I am.

Bonnie: Can't discredit a well taken picture after all.

Bonnie: [sent pic]

Bonnie: Enough proof?

Gaston: I can tell how difficult it was for you to admit the truth

Gaston: Oh I would definitely meet you.

Gaston: Definitely more appealing than most in this town.

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Bonnie: Trust me I am hardly leaving material.

Bonnie: And I'd gladly do so only if I can be assured it'd be /worth/ it.

Bonnie: Can't be seen talking to anything less than a nine. That's being gracious of course.

Gaston: You'd have to prove that.

Gaston: Well you won't find yourself disappointed here.

Gaston: [sent pic]

Gaston: Satisfied?

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Belle: You know, Gaston, I think you just made my whole month.

Gaston: Happy to be of service, bore.