Tw: sexual assault/ harassment!!

"So...how do you plan on doing this?" Martin questioned as both him and Gabriel sat in a Taxi that was heading towards the Agreste mansion.
"We'll discuss it once we're home."
"Ohhh so it's 'secret'?"
But to that Martin didn't get a proper answer, instead he received a death glare which indicated the plan was indeed very secret.

*meanwhile with Nathalie*

"Come on darling, you haven't eaten in days, you must be hungry." Tom whispered as he pushed a plate of food in front of Nathalie but the assistant just shook her head in disagreement.
"I-I'm not hungry."
"Nathalie you better eat before I feed you myself, and you wouldn't want that, trust me."

With a disappointed sigh she picked up her fork which drew a smile onto Tom's face.
"Good girl. Now eat!"

Nathalie did as told, she ate most of her food since she was indeed hungry but the pure disgust she felt towards him made her unable to eat much.
"Are you happy now?"
"Very."
Tom smiled right before the assistant stood up to wash the dishes. But before she knew it Tom forced her to sit back down since he thought she was trying to make attempt at running away.
"You stay there! I'll do the dishes myself."
"But I-"
"Are you trying to disobey?"
"Are you afraid that I'll run away?"
"Nathalie don't tease me!"

*meanwhile with Gabriel and Martin*

"You're not allowed to tell anyone about the things you're about to see!"
"Alright."
"If a single word gets heard about this I'll be behind bars, and so will you! So keep your mouth shut Martin!"
"Ohh-Okayyy so we're doing illegal things? What is it? Drugs? Guns?"
"Magic." Gabriel mumbled which Martin clearly heard.
Was he joking?
No, the designer seemed dead serious.
"M-magic? W-what do you mean?"
"You'll see Martin, you'll see."

And with that Gabriel pressed the secret combination on Emilie's portrait which soon revealed a tiny elevator.
"Get in!" He ordered and without hesitation Martin did indeed get inside the small compressed space.
Now both men were impatiently waiting to finally arrive in the attic, and thankfully that didn't take long.
So when Gabriel got out, Martin got out.
As soon as he did so the brown haired man stared amazed at the massive window which had a detailed design running all around it.
"Do you know what this is?" The designer asked bringing Martin back to reality.
"No..."
"Well...it's the symbol of the butterfly miraculous."
"Oh...so you're like a big fan of him or-..."
"Yes, I am a big fan of myself."
"Nice, I don't really like him beca-...wait a second WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!?!"
Martin exclaimed in terror.
He simply couldn't believe that he was looking at the most wanted villain in all of Paris.
Was this the secret he was supposed to keep? Because he wasn't so sure anymore if he could manage the task.
"Y-you-..." Martin stuttered and Gabriel finished his sentence.
"Yes me, I'm Hawk Moth."
"Will you kill me? Please don't!"
"Why would I? I never kill, plus I need you in my plan so don't worry, you can live on."

*meanwhile with Nathalie*

Washing the dishes wasn't Tom's top concern anymore as he screwed Nathalie on the couch.
She did eventually manage to tease him so much that he simply couldn't allow such behavior to pass, so like always he had to 'punish' her.
But something held him back, he felt almost sorry for her as Nathalie lied there in front of him, vulnerable and weak.
Suddenly some type of new emotion bloomed in Tom's ungrateful heart.
The feeling was much more different than any other feeling he has ever gone through.
Not comparable to pain or pleasure, it had it's own genre.
It was a feeling that made him stop for a second and observe Nathalie closely, she was trembling, and too afraid to say anything.
Before he knew it his own hands traveled to her face and took a firm hold of her cheek.
"Is everything alright?" Tom asked but immediately shook his head. "I mean-...I know nothing is alright and you're feeling trapped but-...fuck why do I care so much?!"

Nathalie stared almost shocked at her abuser as he argued with his own self and now it was her turn to ask:
"Is everything alright?"
"What? No! Why would you ask that? Why won't you just run?! Why-why can't I just fuck you like I did before?!?! What's happening?!?!"

Guilt, something that takes over you and slowly but surely eats you up.
It takes away all your pride and dignity and leaves nothing but an empty hole behind.
And now Tom was slowly getting consumed by his own guilt.
In fact he was drowning in it.

*meanwhile with Gabriel*

"Can you do some magic? Why are you bald? Is the costume comfortable? Is that helmet metal or-"
"Martin shut up! We have business to do!"
"Right...but how can I help with all of this super villain stuff?"
"Well-well-well...good thing I have two miraculouses!"
With that Gabriel took out the peacock brooch from his pocket and handed it over to Martin who stared at it in amazement.
"Wait a second-...doesn't Mayura wear a dress?! YOURE NOT PUTTING ME IN A DRESS!!!"
"Do you want to save Nathalie or not?"
"I-...goddamn it."

Soon enough when Martin was ready he placed the peacock jewel onto his shirt and said the transformation words.
A dark blue light surrounded his body as he transformed and once he was done Martin wore a blue jumpsuit.
"Great...I look like a long blueberry..."

Gabriel couldn't help but laugh at that statement since it was somewhat true.
"Think positively Martin, it could've been worse."
"Yeah right, like what? Getting a bird beak as well?"
"Whatever, just be thankful you're wearing something."
"I'd rather not if it meant looking like 'this'"

Shortly after Martin managed to get over his 'ugly' clothing they both went on a mission to find Nathalie,
Of course at first the brow haired man was a lot of trouble to Gabriel since he hasn't had much experience jumping around on the roofs.
So the amount of times he tumbled down a roof was uncountable, but eventually they did manage to get where they wanted.
"Okay what now? She's in London and we're in Paris! This isn't going to work!!"
"Well-...it will work, you just need to take one of these pills in and an astronaut costume will magically appear on you."
"Oh great, so now I get to look even worse."
But before he could argue on further the designer forced a pills into his mouth and quickly without realizing Martin had already swallowed it.
"Okay this is unfair! You get cool butterfly wings and I get THIS!! I look like smurf shit!"
"Get over it! Now do you want to save Nathalie or not!?!?!"

And before Martin could even formulate a reply Gabriel grabbed his hand and dragged the brow haired man with him.

*meanwhile with Nathalie*

"It's alright, everyone feels sad sometimes."
Nathalie whispered as she observed Tom crying whilst still pressing her firmly against the mattress.
She tried to lift her hand and wipe a tear away but Tom shook his head.
"No stop it!! I-I don't l-like-"
"What don't you like? This? Physical affection? I thought-"
"I like it when I'm in control!! I hate to feel vulnerable!!"

Without him saying a word more Nathalie immediately realized what the problem was.
She managed to shift up so now she wasn't lying anymore but sitting and surely enough she didn't even think to run away.
Instead she sat next to Tom and waited until his sobbing calmed down.

"W-why won't you run? W-what do you want?"
"Nothing Tom I don't want anything, but I won't run since the doors are locked so I wouldn't get far."
"The key...it's hidden somewhere over there."
He pointed at the kitchen cabinets but Nathalie still didn't move, she stayed right where she was.
"I don't care. Even if I managed to escape I-...you were right, no one would want such a traumatized leftover like me. If somehow magically Gabriel would find me I couldn't look him in the eyes. He'd be disgusted in me...just as much as I'm disgusted in myself."

Right after that Nathalie let out a hopeless sigh and turned to her side to look at Tom once more again, but he wasn't there, in fact he was standing at the door holding it wide open.
"Go! Now! I order you Nathalie! Don't disobey!"
"No way! Are you crazy?!?! I'm fucking naked, I won't run out onto the streets of London like this!!"
"Seriously? You could be free!! You could report me to the Police and-"
"-and? You'd only be in jail for about five years."
"B-but-...Nathalie you're insane-..."
"Yeah, since you've destroyed me beyond repair."

*meanwhile with Gabriel, in London*

Finally, at last! Both men made it to London, but Martin didn't seem so happy.
Or maybe he was but the fact that he was violently throwing up everywhere didn't help much.
The rough route in the astronaut costume sure had his stomach mixed up.

"Come on Martin we don't have the whole day to waste."
Gabriel said as he not so gently but rather harshly tapped Martin's back.
"Ouch, I'm already throwing up enough, no need to slap my organs out."
"Please that was just a light tap."
"Oh really I'll show you a light tap-"
"-Sure, right after we've found Nathalie!"

And with that their quick argument ended.
Now both men searched around the whole of London to find her, but once again no luck.
Gabriel didn't want to come to this solution but as it seemed there was no other way he brought a white butterfly forward in his hand.
The designer only needed a little bit of magic  to supply the butterfly with power, so now it was their own personal flying Nathalie tracker.

"Fly away my little akuma and find her for me!"
"Do you always need to say that?"
"No, but it sounds cool."
"Yeah, yeah right whatever."

*back to with Nathalie*

Now she was just sitting in Tom's bed staring out the window which had a rather nice view, but suddenly what interrupted the young assistant's fun was a purple butterfly squeezing itself into the room.
She almost jumped to dodge it but as she remembered that Gabriel probably only wanted to track her she caught the creature with her hands.
Surely enough the connection was made.
"Nathalie?"
"Gabriel?"
"Where are you?"
"I don't quite know..."

But before she could give further clues Tom walked in.
"Who are you talking to-HOLY SHIT!?!?!"
By now Nathalie had been transformed into Catalyst so at least she had a better chance at defending herself.
Meanwhile Gabriel was still communicating with her.
"Nathalie we'll find you, I promise. Just keep yourself safe until we arrive!"
"'We?' Who is 'we'?"
"Oh-...I've got a little help...don't worry about him-..."

*back to Gabriel*

"Oh really? 'Don't worry about him?' Rude!!"
"Martin to be honest you've been more trouble than help so you might want to make yourself useful!"

Of course as Martin heard that he felt utterly offended, but he hid his angry glare just so that Gabriel wouldn't make another offensive comment.

"What now? You're so grumpy that you won't even respond?!"
The designer laughed as he could see Martin's face full of rage and yet he still didn't explode from anger.
"Oh Gabriel do you ever shut up?!"
"Sometimes."
"Well I hope sometimes is now because I won't be able to listen to another thing that comes out of that filthy mouth!!"
"The only one with a filthy mouth is you, I can't believe you've kissed Nathalie with that-"
The designer scoffed as he headed down with one jump and safely landed on top of another rooftop.
It didn't take long before his new partner followed and as soon as Martin landed next to him, he began to speak:
"You know what else I did to Nathalie with this mouth?"

And in that exact moment when the brown haired man stoped talking Gabriel turned towards him with a burning look that was about to kill him.
Before Martin knew it the designer threw him against a wall and held onto his throat tightly.

"YOU! YOU DONT DESERVE TO TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT!"
"Oh? Getting jealous? Didn't you say you have a wife?...or had?"

To be continued-