When Gustave realizes his time is almost up after contracting an incurable disease, he leaves his two most prized possessions to his friend—his violin, and his daughter. [arranged marriage au, dark themes, e/c]

"It's not like we thought… This… Was forever, right?" Carlos gestured between the two of them. Cecil felt hot and cold at the same time. Fic set in the future with the inevitable breakup of Carlos and Cecil please don't hate me D: