#god these two bicker like they're getting paid to do it. OTP

[wisteriasymphony]

10 for the eyes on me prompt

Prompt list by dumplingjinson

10. “You have all these people who’d literally die to be with you, so I just don’t understand…” “Well, they aren’t the ones I’d want to die for. And also… They aren’t you, are they?”

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There was something to be said about Claudia's broken heating system having a silver lining to it; For the whole night, they had been practically inseparable, piling on blankets and anything else they could find like turtles in wooly shells, clutching onto each other to share that oh-so-precious currency of body heat, wading in and out of sleep by each other's sides. It had been a particularly uneventful affair, and those were the best kind. Claudia had even pulled out her laptop so they could watch all of the terrible B-movies she'd torrented. ...But the audio quality was demonstrably horrible, in Adrien's own opinion, so he much preferred to watch Claudia rather than pay attention to Cronenberg's Frissons.

"Have you ever really noticed the fact that you have freckles?" he asked, staring at the way the laptop flashed diaphanous veils of light over Claudia's face. Sometimes greens, sometimes pale yellows, sometimes other beautifully sickly shades that couldn't be described as one or the other. Adrien lightly poked the roundest part of Claudia's cheek, right where one of the most prominent freckles laid.

Flinching in her seat ever so slightly, Claudia turned her attention away from the movie. "Not really," she said. "Does it matter?"

"I just think that they're beautiful." Adrien paused for a moment. "That you're beautiful."

Claudia just sighed and rolled her eyes at the compliment, just like she always did. He'd think that getting a compliment from the so-called "Most Beautiful Boy in the World" would only make the sentiment more sincere, rather than less. And yet she thought the exact opposite.

"You really don't have to lie to me to justify us being together, you know." Claudia was back to watching Frissons again, drawn in by the ghostly noise of violins picking up in the soundtrack. "I just don't think I'll ever get it no matter how you try to word it to me."

"Get what?"

"Why it was me, of all people." The glance she shot back at Adrien was sharp and bothered. "You have all these people who’d literally die to be with you, Eddí," she huffed. "So I just don’t understand…"

"Well," Adrien said, one of his hands finding his way to Claudia's shoulder and pulling her closer to him. "They aren't the ones I'd want to die for." Once his arm was around her, Adrien leveraged his own body weight to roll the two of them further in on her bed, trapping Claudia flat on her back and her attention solely on him. "And not only that," he laughed, "But they aren't you either, now are they?"

No matter how she tried to crane her neck, Claudia was unable to follow Frissons any longer, despite the wretched garbled screams seeming to imply something considerably interesting was taking place. It also didn't help that Adrien was too cute in those dorky reading glasses of his to ever truly be mad at. What an asshole.

"First of all," Claudia said, pausing for a moment to purse her lips and think, "You wouldn't be the one doing the 'dying' part. You would have known that if you had actually paid attention to what I was saying."

"I was. And I'm frankly offended you think I would ever do the contrary." He took the opportunity to give her a kiss on the forehead, as if he was the gallant hero of a fairytale sealing a promise to a fairy queen. "To hear your voice is that which my very soul subsists upon, my heart a slave to your whims—"

Claudia mouthed his words mockingly, punctuating it with a stuck out tongue.

"You're insufferable. You know that, right?" She asked.

"I'm as insufferable as you are gorgeous. Can we agree to that?"

Claudia very nearly did, but stopped herself right before she said something Adrien could hold against her.

"Maybe the real reason you chose me is because I put up with all your wordy bullshit," she muttered, cheeks tinted the lightest shade of pink from embarrassment.

"Sure. Let's go with that."

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