Gustave's POV
"Christine, will you be a good girl for Madame Valerius? I'll only be gone a few hours." She pouted and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Why can't I come with you, daddy?" She pleaded with sad eyes.
"Don't fight with me, mon cher." She bowed her head reluctantly.
"Yes, papa." I kissed her forehead.
"I'll be back soon, mon amour." I grabbed my violin case and stormed out of our little flat. Boscherville, France here I come!
Madeleine's POV
"Marie, do come here."
"Yes, Madeleine?"
"I'm going to see that Daae fellow, the violinist, would you be a doll and watch Erik for me?" Her mouth was slightly ajar.
"You know how he idolizes music! Why not take him with you?" My eyes bulged out of my head in fury.
"You mean take him outside? Have you lost it? Father Mansart commanded that we keep him locked inside constantly. For both of our safety." She sighed.
"Fine. Please don't be too long."
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"Oh, Gustave!" I ran my hands through his hair and pushed him roughly into my neck. He traced the outline of my body with his hands, and began to unlace the strings of my corset...
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"Where have you been?" Marie demanded. "You said you'd be a few hours."\
"I was with Gustave."I said innocently.
"I thought it was just a concert?" She asked curiously.
"It was." I gulped.
"You slept with him?" Her eyes widened. I sighed.
"We just ended up having so much in common."
"Erik has been asking for you all night! His mask is rubbing his poor little face raw." I sighed.
"I'll make him a new one."
Gustave's POV
"Daddy?" Christine frowned as I saw her from the door. "Where were you?" She looked up at me with tear stained cheeks.
"I was with a friend."
"Mama Valerius has been worried about you."
"I promise I'll bring you next time I perform, ok?"
"You better." She said as she hugged me.
(A/N I know it was short, but it's just a one shot. REVIEW!)