After a day had passed Nathalie was still in her room uncontrollably crying since Gabriel allowed her to have a whole week off.
Nathalie still didn't fully give into the idea of 'rest' so she slowly stood up and made her way downstairs only to hear Gabriel arguing with someone.
At first she thought he was yelling at Adrien so she immediately rushed over to the door to have a look, but soon she saw him holding the phone close to his ear and yelling back at whoever was on the other line of the phone.
"NO AUDREY NO WE WONT GO! SHE IS SILL TRYING TO PROCESS WHAT HAPPENED!"
"DONT FUCKING BRING HER THEN! I NEED YOU THERE GABRIEL! THIS IS OUR SUCCESS IN THE FASHION INDUSTRY!"
"F-fuck-...fine I'll go but only to the interview and after that I'm gone!" With that he hung up and turned around to see Nathalie peeking through the half open door.
"Nathalie! You should be upstairs."
"I-I just came down to e-eat."
"Why didn't you call for me? I could've brought you food."
"I don't want that, I need to start again and forget whatever happened in the past."
Without her noticing somehow Gabriel was already holding her back as if she needed support to stand. Whilst Gabriel was lost in his thoughts Nathalie broke their eye contact and looked at the beautifully decorated dress that was in the middle of the room.
"Wooow y-you made this?"
"O-oh yeah...it's been a while since I've actually made something myself so I thought I would create a dress for you, so you could wear it to the gala...but the Emelie thing came up so unexpectedly and I know you won't come-...in fact I want you to rest here whilst I take care of that-"
"NO WAY! This-this is incredible I would be honored to wear it." She steeped forward to run her fingers along the soft fabric that was the bottom layer of the dress.
The fabric was a dark shade of purple but it did have a black strip of silk run along the waist to define her hips and whilst the top part was a simple v neck with spaghetti straps the bottom was constructed with much more detail running along the sides of it, and for extra support Gabriel sew on a few more layers to give it 'fluffiness'.
"I don't think I got the measurements right though-...I just guessed."
As Nathalie was too busy admiring the dress she couldn't see the deep red blush he fell into as Gabriel could imagine her in that dress instead of her ordinary work attire that 'covered too much'.
"When is the gala?"
"Uhh-tonight..."
"Oh then we better get going!"
"We?"
"Yes we, I already told you Gabriel I'm coming."
"A-alright t-then I need to-"
"Adjust the dress?" A playful smirk formed onto her face as she turned around and saw how Gabriel's face was covered with a blush.
"Y-yes that!" He quickly took the dress off of the mannequin and handed it over to Nathalie who refused to take it.
"It's too precious, I wouldn't know how to put it on and probably ruin it."
"S-so?..." he took one look at her facial expression and somehow Gabriel immediately got what she was onto. "...oh...s-so you want m-me t-to?"
Nathalie gave him a shy nod.
"I-oh-alright-" Gabriel stuttered  as his blush grew stronger and before he knew it Nathalie already began unbuttoning her blazer.
Gabriel being flustered and nervous at the same time he didn't know what to "let me help-or wait no! I'll j-just watch you-FUCK THAT SOUNDS EVEN WORSE! I-I-"
"It's alright, I know what you mean." Nathalie giggled at his words that could be easily misunderstood, but she knew he didn't mean them in a perverted way.
"I-I'll just g-get the sewing needle and things-...I'll be right back!" Gabriel ran to the back room and quickly shut the door behind him. He didn't even come to get the needles because they were already on the desk next to where Nathalie was getting dressed, he just couldn't imagine seeing his 'employee' undress.
Although they've gotten pretty close these past couple of months the most he had done for her was change her pijama shirt and even then the complete darkness was blurring his vision.
"Everything alright master?" The purple kwami sensed Gabriel's quik-heartbeat and as soon as Nooroo flew over to him he could see how Gabriel's face was incredibly red.
"No-no-...nothing is okay."
"What's bothering you?"
"I-I Nathalie she-...how did she forget about Emelie so quickly? I thought they had something...I thought they were together that night-...or did she just use her?...What if she'll do the same with me? One night and then she'll leave?"
Poor little Nooroo watched as Gabriel was silently crying and even tried to pinch himself with a needle.
"Gabriel?! The needles are on the table and it's kinda c-cold as I'm not wearing much!" Nathalie suddenly found the room he was hiding in and now he couldn't hide anymore.
Gabriel who by now was only wearing a thin shirt and had totally messed up his hair, he braced himself to open the door.
~I'm not wearing much~
Was the only thing that made his hand shake as he slowly pushed the handle down and opened the door. Nathalie jumped back when she saw him in this state, his shirt covered in sweat and his hair all over the place, he still had a really intense blush.
"W-what happened?" Nathalie stepped closer to lay her palm on his forehead and she could feel how warm his face was almost as if Gabriel had a really bad fever.
He wanted to push her away and scream "get away from me!" but her caring gesture made him stand still and just look down at her as she reached her hand up.
"Let's get you dressed!" He placed a hand on her back and guided her to the middle of the room where the dress was.
At first he simply slipped her into the dress and didn't even utter a word when he saw her bra strap was clearly showing ruining the whole look.
He didn't care, all he wanted was to get this over with as fast as possible.
When Nathalie got the chance to look at herself in the mirror she could see the problem of her bra strap, but the fact that Gabriel didn't say anything about it made her have suspicious
thoughts.
"Isn't this bothering you?"
"B-bothering me?"
"I mean it ruins the outfit, it would be much better like this." She moved the strap to her shoulder 'as if ' she would've taken it down and Gabriel immediately rushed to put it back.
"NO-no it's better like this." He placed it back to its original place and held the strap down firmly with his fingers pressing into Nathalie's shoulders to the point where it hurt.
"Ouch, you can let go! B-but why would you-Audrey won't like this!" Nathalie again moved down the strap but this time she slapped Gabriel's hand away so he had no say it what was going to happen.
"See it looks much better! Plus it would be even better if I wouldn't need to wear this ugly bra-"
"I-I just-"
"You designed the dress to be worn without a bra so why are you freaking out? Surely you're not afraid of me appearing at a gala like this? Are you embarrassed?"
"What no?! You're beautiful! Immaculate. A-and y-yes the dress-"
"What is it Gabriel Agreste? What are you so afraid of? Audrey? The media? Adrien?"
He looked her up and down and before he could even begin to answer she cut him off.
"M-me? You're afraid of me? You're joking right? What will I do? Step on your feet with my heels or what-? I mean I seriously couldn't hurt you, you're so much stronger and-"
"It's not about that! I thought the 'thing' between you and Emelie was serious b-but you just forgot her in less than a d-day."
"That was different, it was only a small thing we needed to finish a long time ago-"
"YOU'VE SLEP WITH HER!"
"AND SO HAVE YOU!"
A sudden could of silence sunk upon them as Gabriel let go of the fabric he was about to sew together and the dress fell off of Nathalie leaving her shoulder's completely exposed since she pulled her bra straps down and she stood before him in only her matching panties and half pulled down bra.
"OF COURSE I'VE SLEP WITH HER! SHE WAS MY WIFE!-But you-you've slept with her whilst she was married TO ME!"
"S-she asked for it!"
"OH AND YOU WILLINGLY FUCKED MY WIFE WHILST YOU KNEW THAT SHE WAS MARRIED?
"I-I."
Gabriel stopped himself before her could call her a "whore" so instead he just gave her a stern look and turned away leaving the dress crippled on the floor.

To be continued-