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hermionemonica · 5 years

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I ended up watching Ladybug. Zero self control. And I need to rant. This is probably going to be a scene to scene analysis, which is why I need to mark it for spoilers. Although, from what I gathered, there didn’t seem to be any spoilers for the other episodes. If anything, this seems to be much earlier in chronological order (not production order). Whatever, I leave it up to you.

So, spoiler alert!

This is the opening scene. Adrien making Marinette’s birthday gift. (This scene at least comes before Befana. But given the back and forth shifting of narration in the first part of this episode, the rest of it might as well be much afterwards. Although I don’t think it’ll be almost a season and a half later.)

Look at my baby boy, making a gift for his girlfriend! He could have bought her anything else, he is the son of a fashion tycoon after all! But he chose to make a gift for her by his own hands. Something meaningful and special. This just goes on to show how much Marinette’s lucky charm means to him, and how much he cares about her. Isn’t this so sweet?

“She’s a really awesome girl, she loves helping others...”

Aww, sweet child, gushing on about his girlfriend!

Take a look at this face and tell me he isn’t totally in love with Marinette!

Look how he begged for permission to go to Marinette’s birthday party! And how happy he was on being allowed!

“I thought you were supposed to be protecting Adrien from Marinette, the one you said was a bad influence.”

Oh Gabriel, you don’t really think you can keep those two away from each other? Also, I hate Lila even more, if that’s possible.

Okay, so I know Caline Bustier is supposed to be the best teacher and all. But I really believe that a good teacher would never humiliate her best student in front of the entire class, judging solely by an anonymous note. Why, just because unlike in Zombizou, no other student was directly involved here? Miss Bustier should really have had a talk with Marinette in private before bringing this up in class.

“Miss Bustier, Marinette always scores high in your tests.”

“Excuse me Miss Bustier, but everyone here knows it isn’t like Marinette to cheat.”

Bestie and boyfriend to the rescue! I love how they both stood up for her, and had her back till the end. (We’re getting to that.)

My poor baby!

Also, the music in this scene was spot on.

“You know Lila’s lying, don’t you Adrien?”

Look how his expression changes, when his girlfriend appeals to him for help.

I’ll say this once. I don’t like Mr Damocles as a Principal. He is naive and easily misled. And this isn’t even the first time something like this has happened.

Catalyst and Scarlet Moth in action once more. Also Gabriel, I cannot believe you would target a 14-year-old’s social life just to make her and her loved ones a prey to your akuma! None but you would stoop to such levels, you evil man!

Ah, my baby girl looks so sad! Someone hug her!

The heroes standing strong in the face of akumas, just like before. (Where’s Nino?)

Also Chloe protecting Sabrina is a beautiful sight.

Marinette’s purse got infected by the akuma. Does that mean Tikki was affected by it somehow?

Princess Justice and Verity Queen. (I’d have loved to see their akumatised forms.)

“...disappointed by she who you once admired so much...”

Rose, Juleka, you didn’t believe in Marinette too? That makes me think, there were others like Mylene, Alix, Kim and Max in the locker room too, but they weren’t akumatised apparently. So does that mean they trust Marinette more than Rose and Juleka do?

What? Was she about to hand over her Miraculous right there?

Perfect timing Nathalie! Phew! That was a close call!

“If you had been akumatised, nothing could have stopped you from handing your Miraculous over to Hawkmoth!” “And there would have been no more Ladybug, end of story.” “We can’t let that happen!”

The well-being of all of Paris rests on her shoulders. Someone help my child!

“I’m so glad I called you. Thanks for your support.”

Was it just me who thought Marinette was being sarcastic, that she was fed up of Alya thinking all Marinette had against Lila was her jealousy?

“You’re my best friend, Marinette. I totally believe you.”

Please stay with her till the end Alya. She needs you.

“Until we found a new school for you, we’ve decided that you should help us with the bakery.”

A roundabout way of saying “You’re grounded”?

“I warned you, using a broken Miraculous ends up breaking its wearer. The wounds of the Miraculous are becoming your wounds.” “I don’t care Gabriel. I want to help you.” “Not at that cost. Never at that cost again.”

Further confirmation of Emilie’s condition? (And also some good GabeNath.)

Ah, Nathalie, you sneaky lady! She just shushed Nooroo, and he let her go with the Miraculous? Despite knowing her condition? Also, what is the significance of the Eiffel Tower key ring? The way she looks at it, is there something special about it?

“Woo yayy, you’re doing better already–oh no, spook too soon.” “No, don’t do that, you should be resting!” “Boo-hoo-hoo, it’s so romantic!”

Wacky or not, Duusu sure is a sweetheart! I’m glad we’re getting to see more of her.

“Gabriel so desperately wants the Miraculous, and I want to be the one to give it to him.”

Nathalie, you love Gabriel too much for your own good.

Woah, I love this twist. So a Sentimonster doesn’t always have to be born out of sentiments? Mayura is even powerful than Hawkmoth, it seems. New information.

She looks flawless!

“Chat Noir, I don’t feel so good.” “There’s something wrong, you’re supposed to be nearly invulnerable.” “Chat Noir, don’t leave me.” “What, what’s going on?” “I’ve always gone out of my way to hide my true feelings for you, but I just can’t do it anymore.” “But I thought you said you loved somebody else?” “It’s-it’s over. After all this time, I’ve realised, you’re always here for me. Even when I keep rejecting you.Your feelings for me haven’t changed, and mine are growing stronger, every day. I can’t keep pretending anymore.”

YOU DARE PLAY WITH MY SON’S FEELINGS LIKE THAT!?

Also, is this supposed to a catharsis of what Nathalie desires to hear from Gabriel?

“Watch it Chat Noir, you’re confusing fantasy with reality.”

“Oh, listen to your brain!”

“Sorry kitty, but you should’ve known. I’m nowhere near as perfect as her.” “I love you just the way you are, M’Lady.”

Ah, my heart!

“Okay, you’re definitely the real one.”

Lol!

“Nooroo, why didn’t you wake me up?” “I couldn’t bring myself to, Master. You were sleeping so peacefully.”

Aw, Nooroo is such a precious bean!

And this is why Ladybug is a Queen.

“We can call ourselves Chat Noir and his Ladybugs.” “I prefer the Bugettes and Kitty-Cat. What do you think?” “You’re in charge, Ladybug.” These three would have made such an awesome team!

“Release him!”

“Release her!”

“Don’t mind me.”

“Don’t listen to him.”

Something about this part felt so... good.

“You had Mayura right where you wanted her. I could’ve managed by myself. Why’d you do that?” “Because we are Ladybug and Chat Noir, Ladybug by itself doesn’t sound half as cool.” “You shouldn’t say things like that to me.”

This is so sweet!

“I guess even your Miraculous Ladybug can’t bring our Bugette back.”

Aww, they were looking for the Ladybug Sentimonster! They were really counting on another teammate-cum-friend, huh?

“I warned you once already Lila, but you didn’t listen. You hurt my friend Marinette, and that’s not okay.” “Me, hurting Marinette? But she’s the one who-” “I don’t know how to prove you lied Lila, because you’re good at it. So you have to come up with another lie, just as convincing, only this time it’s gonna prove Marinette’s innocent.” “Why would I do that, Adrien?” “Because we’re friends, aren’t we?”

Ah, my boy protecting his girlfriend! Look at his angry face! Look how he is lowkey threatening her! He is not going to stand and watch, not when someone he cares about has been threatened. Watch and learn, salty-fic writers!

Also, he is defending and protecting Marinette, without letting her know. Just how a caring boyfriend should.

P.S.: I love the Adrienette + Ladynoir content in this episode!

#miraculous ladybug #episode: ladybug #ml spoilers #ml season 3 #ml season 3 spoilers #miraculous ladybug spoilers #ladybug spoilers #ladybug ep #lila rossi #mayura #sentimonster #adrienette #ladynoir #my ramblings

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howtotrainyouragents · 5 years

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For the headcanons ask: Alya Cesaire, Mako from LoK, Mack from AoS, and then any character that you really want to answer for but haven't been asked, if you please! :)

Yayy, thanks for asking!! Here’s the original ask game if anyone’s curious. Haha, this got SOO long, but I had a lot of time to kill soo:

Alya Cesaire, my sweet child who might be the only one in the bunch with a brain cell:

Headcanon A: realistic:

Absolutely does the dumbest things for the scoop. Nora has every right to be worried because her lil sis is a dumbass,

Her website is so freaking legit (She gets interviewed by legit news sites, like come on!) She has bios, dates, damages, and ongoing information about akuma attacks. She’s building up profiles on Ladybug, Chat Noir, Hawkmoth, and the other superheroes. People are shocked to learn there’s not a whole team behind it but just one very dedicated teenager. She’s going for the Pulitzer Prize.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

So she’s a comic book fan right. She’s as nerdy as they come. She cosplays (thank goodness for a genius designer friend) and goes to all the cons (thank goodness for a rich friend). She buys all the limited editions. She does fundraisers for kids. And anyone who is a jerk or gives her a hard time for being a girl/kid is gonna get punched in the face (Thank goodness for a boyfriends who restrain her and then, upon failing, covers for her ass so that she doesn’t get kicked out or grounded).

She loves movies, she loves running outside and exercising, she loves pastries, she loves doing her nails and posting fun videos!

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

She misses Martinique so much. She loves Paris and her friends there but it’s just not the same. The warm weather, the friendliness, the dialect, her extended family. They moved because of Nora and her dad and mom’s jobs, but ugh whenever she Skypes back home, it hurts so much.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

She and Trixx have a complicated relationship because she’s all about the truth and Trixx is all about the illusions. It takes her a while to get it right and a while to see how clever Trixx is with their words and manipulation. She wanted to ask Ladybug for another miraculous, but learned that she was able to see things in shades of gray rather than black and white because of Trixx and that makes her a smarter journalist

Mako (MAKO, MY BABY!!!)

Headcanon A: realistic:

He’s a little nerd. He always wanted an education and could never get it growing up. So he’s patient, he reads, he studies, he’s a fast learner. Lin Beifong is very proud of him; Tenzin wishes he could switch him and Korra out sometimes.

He’s always going to be the dad friend, always looking out for everyone’s wellbeing (no matter how bad he is at it), always providing and taking care of the others. He carries photos of his friends(+ferret) in his wallet and shows them to everyone whether they asked or not. He’s uptight and falls alseep in movies and makes bad jokes. He’s an Ultimate Dad

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Now that’s he’s a cop, he loves to treat his friends. Getting them into the secure events, joyriding, treating them to dinner.

He and Asami love to race each other. He’s usually super uptight and worried, but when he’s relaxed, he and Asami have so much fun testing out new Satomobiles. Bolin always referees. Korra used to race too but she’s been banned because she uses her Avatar powers to win. So she just gets to joyride when the others are taking a break.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

It took him a long time to get used to his firebending. He had started training with his mother but after their murders he became too terrified to firebend. It was only when he learned that he could be a probender that he began to learn his powers for real

Learning lightning was the hardest and scariest thing he’s ever had to do. He had to have so much peace and patience, and he just wasn’t there yet. Their probender mentor taught him the skills but he was still so full of rage and grief. It was only on one afternoon hanging out with Bolin and Pabu that he realized there was still hope and happiness to look forward to. His parents wouldn’t want him to be stuck like this. Fire was ambition. And his ambition was fueled by his love for his brother. He would do anything for Bolin. He took Bolin outside and for the first time he bent lightning. Bolin and Pabu smothered him in hugs and they got his favorite noodles that night.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

Make FireFerrets still a thing. I can’t believe we only got one season of the awesomeness that is probending (and all the complicated implications). I wanted Fire Ferrets to last at least for a few more tournaments and have them winning and them being able to use the money to set the brothers up comfortably and for Korra to be able to live a little more independently.

Mack (who literally deserves the world and I will fight you on this)

Headcanon A: realistic:

Learned his love of mechanics from his father. He continues to work as a mechanic on the side even as director, as relaxation and to remind him of his family

He also is the only one who is actively learning the traditional SHIELD training protocol for becoming a spy, i.e. learning languages and such. He’s slow at the languages (#Turtleman) but he’s much farther along than anyone else.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Hosts massive video game tournaments online and is a legend in the gaming community. Also, and absolutely is a gentlemen online. Harassment? Pedophilia? Foul or sexual talk? Mack is coming after you and he will destroy you. Only good people allowed. Newcomers and minority groups worship him for this because he makes everyone feel safe and included

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

He wishes he really did quit SHIELD and went back to just being a mechanic. Everyone likes to tease him about wanting to quit, but he is genuinely so heartbroken over seeing so many friends die or disappear. He has nightmares about the day SHIELD fell. He stayed because he was capable of doing something to help and it was the right thing to do. But selfishly, he wants peace in his life. He wants happiness and normalcy. He doesn’t want nightmares of losing his friends, his love, his daughter

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

He meets up with Bobbi and Hunter all the time. Facetimes them. Plays betting pools with them. Gets drunk. They’re friends for life and F anyone who gets in the way. Honestly he gets a hoot out of their shenanigans and they need him to keep them sane. Also they love Yoyo; half the time they call Mack its because they want to talk to her.

Simmons! Wow, apparently I had a lot headcanons for her. What a good murder child :)

Headcanon A: realistic:

She doesn’t have a freaking MD, so she’s taken accelerated courses in her spare time in order to be able to pull off surgeries and cleanings and whatnot

She’s the leading expert in Inhuman biology. She’s constantly being consulted but also will sometimes make up crap to get the government off of SHIELD’s back

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

After Daisy, she’s easily the most dangerous of the group. Not because she can fight (because she’s only moderate at fighting), but because she has no mercy. She will leave you for dead on the operating table. She will fire your ass. She will throw a bomb at you and syringe you full of poison. She might even shoot you, and she will sacrifice herself when necessary. Simmons believes she knows what’s right and wrong and she’s learned to take matters into her own hands, everything else be damned.

She and Fitz finally get their cozy apartment with the breakfast nook. Everyone visits for brunch on the weekends (Daisy visits for breakfast everyday) and Fitz cooks while she studies because she’s a morning person and it’s a get-up-at-6-workout-study-breakfast routine. She has a study just for herself that’s just full of biochemistry and Inhuman biology stuff. It’s a cutesy English-Scottish apartment (she and Fitz had many rows about how to decorate, more Scottish or more English, and they finally decided on half and half).

She plans all the movie nights and bakes cookies and family dinner. She has weekly late night talks with Daisy, sitting under the covers of Daisy’s bed. She has frequent date nights with Fitz which ends with lovingly bickering while one’s brushing teeth and the other’s showering for bed. She loves to ramble on about her science to anyone who will listen and Mack loves to listen the most because he just doesn’t like to talk much and it turns out they love the same punk rock music so they just hang out and she gets to talk.

Coulson and May have definitely become her adoptive parents because her family doesn’t know half of the stuff that has happened to her (she could tell them but she doesn’t want them to worry about her.) Coulson gives great hugs and tells her take a break. May gives her a drink and lets her vent. And when Elena and Deke join, she’s does the same for them and passes on the love she received.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

Even before she joined Coulson’s team, her family was disappointed in her. Ever since the Academy, they had no idea what she does or what she’s done since. She loves her parents and siblings but she feels so damn distant. She’s like a ghost who only comes for Christmas. Just one of her brothers knows what’s really going on with her and when he first found out, he didn’t speak to her for months.

She’s just been through so much that she’s terrifed of being alone. Going undercover, being stranded on an alien planet, being a servant, losing Fitz (she really needs therapy omg), that she’s just scared to be a alone. She’s English, so she doesn’t usually do visible signs of affection. But after everything she’s been through, she stands a little closer to people, she holds onto whosever arm is nearest, she plays with hair and cuddles and reaches for anyone’s hand just to know her SHIELD family, her true family, is still around. And when they’re not: She still carries around a shiv.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

How about she gets therapy? How about she calls out Fitz for some of his crap because they both know that its healthy to be honest with each other? How about she gets her own storylines where she continues to do science and learn inhuman biology and help others because that’s who she is and that doesn’t make her weak or uninteresting *microphone drop*

#ml #aos #lok #simmons #mack #mako #alya #headcanon accepted #agent h #agent asks #hahaha i'm so sorry that got so long #but also I think you're the only one who like is totally fine with long answers #I will get to your other asks soon! Hopefully this weekend #fingers crossed #what a good murder child

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lavenderblossom74 · 5 years

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CHAPTER 2

The next day at school was torture. He arrived early and planned on trying to talk to Marinette but she walked in seconds before the bell ran. She didn't so much as look at him when she passed him and he slumped further into his seat.

Her presence behind him did nothing for his state of mind and he basically spent the entire day incapable of comprehending anything that was taught while she spent it resolutely avoiding him.

So imagine his surprise when the school day drew to an end and she called his name. He turned with wide eyes, afraid that if he said anything, she'd walk away without another word.

But she only smiled shyly and waved, "Hi."

He tried to smile back but found it was practically impossible to do so. "Hey. Marinette, I-" He wasn't sure what he was going to say but she saved him the trouble by lifting her hand and stopping him.

"Please, I just really need to say this."

Her big blue eyes looked up at him imploringly and he basically had no choice but to nod wordlessly.

She took a deep breath and began, "I like you, Adrien. I've liked you since the day you gave me your umbrella." She smiled fondly even as Adrien felt like she'd punched him in the gut - honestly, he would've taken the punch a lot better.

Because she'd liked him since then?

Seemingly oblivious to his inner turmoil, Marinette barreled on forward at full speed, "And it wasn't because you were handsome or a model or even the son of my favorite fashion designer. I liked you because you were kind and you genuinely cared. And I know you don't like me-"

She faltered and Adrien tried to make his jaw work, tried to say something but it was like his mind had completely shut down.

"And that's okay." Marinette finally continued, "You shouldn't feel guilty about that because that's not how love works. I of all people should not expect that of you, especially when I know what it's like to have someone like me and not like them back."

At this, Adrien blinked; who…? There was no way he was asking though so he swallowed his curiosity and continued to listen to this sweet girl pour her heart out, all the while knowing he didn't deserve it.

"And it would be a lie for me to tell him I do like him even if was to spare his feelings. Because in the end it would hurt worse."

Marinette smiled a watery, broken smile, "So thanks for being honest,"

Adrien swallowed tightly and his hands clenched into fists at his side.

Marinette blinked hard before saying, "And basically I just want you to know that I'm not angry at you or anything but I just need space, I guess. And eventually I'll move on and you'll move on and we'll hopefully laugh about this someday." She blinked hard again, "So yeah, bye!"

Adrien watched her run off with one of his hands outstretched and trapped words on his tongue. After few moments, he lowered his hand and bowed his head. It was useless, even if he were to catch up with her, he'd never know what to say.

With a heavy heart, he exited the school, mumbling something about "After school meeting" at the Gorilla's inquiring look before getting into the car.

Once at home, he immediately ran up to his room and let Plagg out.

"What do I do, Plagg?" he said miserably.

The Kawmi shot him an annoyed look, "I believe you asked me this like-" he paused, "Okay, I didn't count but it was a lot. My advice on love is all the same; just stick to cheese… which speaking of," he looked at Adrien pointedly.

Adrien for his part just scowled, "You can't tell me you've never felt love," A thought occurred to him suddenly, "What about Ladybug's kwami?"

Plagg scrunched up his nose, "Cookie? Don't be ridiculous and give me my cheese."

Adrien lifted an eyebrow because for a second he'd seen something like a deer (cat?) staring at headlights expression on Plagg and he was not letting this go."

"Nuh uh, what's the story?"

"Nothing! I'm not mushy like you!"

"But you still like her!"

"I do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Yeah, you do!"

"Just give me my cheese!"

Adrien shook his head, "Give me some useful advice!"

Plagg crossed his tiny arms and looked away, "I'm not talking,"

"Fine, maybe I'll just tell Ladybug my kwami has a-"

And it was like he opened a geyser, "FINE! Look, like pigtails told you, she needs space. Give her the space, she'll get over you and you'll be able to go back to being just friends. In the meantime, visit her as Chat Noir or something because obviously she's a very important friend you want to stay in touch with." Under his breath he muttered something like, "stuck with- incompetent- hopeless- blind-" before more loudly saying, "And give me my cHeEse!"

Adrien finally did as requested before sitting back to think. He couldn't believe he was actually going to take Plagg's advice on anything much less something to do with love but his advice actually wasn't that bad.

So that's what he did. As Adrien's interactions with Marinette dwindled down to zero, Chat Noir's visits doubled in size.

He knew the sad look in her eyes was his fault and was therefore determined to do anything he could to see her laugh… even take up the baking classes Mr. Dupain had offered.

Needless to say, Chat Noir was a horrible baker. Baking after all was a gift and he most certainly was not given it. However when his first batch of cookies emerged from the oven as deformed, toasted lumps and Marinette laughed so hard she cried, he knew it was all worth it.

From then on he learned how to make cupcakes, muffins, chocolate cake, macaroons, and various other pastries. They were all (far) below the Dupain-Cheng standard but Chat Noir was sure he could be one of the best bakers in Paris and he still wouldn't reach that standard.

It still hurt when Marinette passed his seat in class without so much as glancing him but the fact that he could visit her later as Chat Noir usually softened the blow. The blow still came though and he wouldn't deny that when Marinette finally offered him a small wave in greeting after about three months of complete avoidance, it was like he was on cloud nine for the rest of the day.

Then he was placed in a group project with her along with Nino and Alya and that was able to solidify the fragile string of hope Adrien was clinging onto.

Because Marinette didn't stutter around his anymore… at all. She completed her sentences without so much as a pause and was confident in what she said.

She even joked around with him. Teasing him about he might be smarter at physics but she was far more creative (which Adrien really couldn't disagree on).

And it wasn't an act either. Her smiles weren't strained and the softness in her bluebell eyes was genuine.

Slowly but surely their tight knit group grew back together and Adrien was able to see the side of Marinette he usually only saw as Chat Noir. The boldness mixed with the sweetness that was just so Marinette. She wasn't afraid to stand up for what she believed in and she also didn't hesitate to lend a hand to those who needed it.

She could be an anchor and that all Adrien remembered thinking as he sprinted across the rooftops. Because naturally his father would choose to completely shut himself away from the world on Adrien's mom's birthday.

He still didn't seem to understand that it wasn't only him who grieved, still didn't understand that Adrien needed him - his dad - and not the cold man he'd become. Because somehow Adrien hadn't just lost his mom; in the process he's also lost his dad.

He was on Marinette's balcony before he knew it and right on cue, the trapdoor opened.

"Hey, Kitty-" Marinette faltered and her eyes widened, "What's wrong?"

Chat Noir could do nothing but shrug helplessly, "Personal life stuff. Mind if I come in?"

In response she marched over and literally dragged him in, "Of course not, you stupid cat!"

After he'd gotten settled, she took a seat beside him and quietly said, "I know you can't talk about it but I'm still here for you, okay?"

And that was all Chat Noir needed to hear. With a choked sob, he placed his head on her lap and let his silent tears fall.

Marinette let out a surprised, "oh," before beginning to run her fingers through his hair.

Chat Noir closed his eyes and managed to hoarsely say, "Thanks, Princess."

He heard the smile in her voice as she said, "Always, Kitty."

And that was how he remained tethered to the ground even as storm of emotions raged on inside him. Because Marinette was his anchor.

He just didn't realize the implications her being his anchor an entailed (tried not to think about those implications more like it because that's what a torn heart will make you do) until an akuma attack..

Because really, with his luck how could he truly expect anything different?

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AN: And the plot thickens! *rubs hands mysteriously*

Have I mentioned this will be a reveal fic? Oh and have I also mentioned this is a three-shot? (yes, that means next chapter is the reveal yayy!)

And have I also mentioned THANK YOU SO MUCH?! Seriously, the support for this story totally caught me off guard so thank you to everyone reading, faving, following, and reviewing!

Chapter 3 will be out next Thursday (not in a month like this chapter which I am so sorry about) so look for it then!

Thanks again and till next time!

~LB

#miraculous ladybug #hurting love #miraculous fanfiction #marichat #adrienette #reveal fic #Adrien finds out about Marinette's crush the hard way

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shesjustyoursoulmate-blog · 5 years

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May the Best Win (Chapter 5)

NOTE: The characters do not belong to us, except for Charlotte Agreste and Olivie Vereau. WARNING: Contains adult language, not suitable for young children. Enjoy

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Unforgettable

Dupain-Cheng Pâtisserie, second floor, 9:35 am.

She finally did it. Marinette finished her bikini. It was really beautiful. It had a pink shade (just like her bedroom walls) with some black spots that gave them the perfect final touch.

Marinette grabbed her backpack, were she put her bikini, sunblock, two towels (one for her body and the other one for her hands), clothes that she could put on later, clothes that she could put on in case the clothes she was going to put on later got lost or wet, a sketching notebook, sandals, and finally another towel.

—Marinette, MARINETTE! —said a little voice— You look pretty.

A black hair head with brown eyes and Asian features peeked. She was Bridgette Cheng, Marinette´s cousin, who came by because her parents were on a business trip that day,

—Mari, why can’t I go with youUu? —asked the girls.

—My dear cousin: first, this party is not for 10 year-old girls. And besides, you have to do your homework…

—But…but I don't want toOoO… — complained the minor.

—Ha ha, that´s not how the world works (even though we all would love it) you still have to do it.

—Can I at least pick you up? — the little girl asked.

— Nope, I come alone.

—Pleassee?

Bridgette put her best puppy eyes.

—Ohh, Brid, you are the personification of mischief. All right, all right.

—Yayy!! Thanks Mari —said Bridgette.

Marinette grabbed her backpack

—Bye, Mom! Bye dad! Bye Brid! Bye Tikki! — she said to her family and her reddish-haired dog, Tikki.

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Agreste Mansion, 9:50 am.

DING DONG!

It had already been 10 minutes since Marinette's departure and she had finally reached her destination.

—Bugaboo, what a pleasant surprise! — Adrien said teasing Marinette.

—Shut up Chaton.

BOOM!

— Who climbed up without my permission? — questioned Adrien to the staircase.

— He he he... — Olivie's face popped out from down the stairs, with a Ladybug doll in her hand.

—NO, NOT MY LADYBUG COLLECTION— he shouted and started to chase her.

Miraculous Ladybug was a very famous cartoon show throughout Paris. It tells the story of two children, Tikki and Plagg, who transformed into two superheroes, Ladybug and Chat Noir.

Both Marinette and Adrien were big fans of the show. That is why Marinette called her pet Tikki and Adrien (and Charlotte) had named their cat Plagg.

—Hehe, yeeah the boy loves that show— said a voice.

Marinette freaked out a little bit too much over the sudden interruption.

—Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you— Charlotte said, —It's just so entertaining to make fun of my brother.

Just then, Olivie came down the stairs with a poster of Miraculous in her hands, followed by Adrien.

When they were about to finish coming down the stairs, Olivie, out of nowhere (or at least Marinette thought so), took a bottle of water and poured it on the last step.

When Adrien stepped on it, he slipped and fell into Marinette’s arms, who was in front of him.

The two blushed.

Charlotte couldn't help but to put her pervert face.

Olivie was furious. Luka deserved Marinette! She couldn't keep watching it so she left.

—I'm sorry Marinette — Adrien said trying to recover his cool (and failing terribly)

—No ... problem … there…is… — were the only words Marinette could come out with. — I have to change…em.. Where is the bathroom?

—Ah, uh..

—Down the hall—said Charlotte interrupting Adrien.

—Thanks — said Marinette before she went to the bathroom to put her bikini.

—Hey brother I think you should go with her. —Charlotte said after Marinette left. —You lost your cool over there…veeryy casual.

—YOU...you shut up—he said to her.

Pool of the Mansion, minutes later

—Well, the water is cold- Marinette said, already in a bikini, touching the water with her foot. —Very cold. I guess I’ll wait.

—Don’t worry, —said Adrien. — It’s going to get better.

Suddenly, he picked her up with his arms.

—3 ... 2 ... 1 ... — Adrien said, — and, GO!

Afterwards, he threw her to the pool.

—Ahh…well, okay, it's not that cold anymore— Marinette said to Adrien from the pool.

The pool was full of people.

Adrien jumped and got in the pool.

—People! — He said going near her sister, who was wearing a green bikini— LET'S PLAY!

They started playing volleyball, basket, among others.

Adrien interacted with everyone, which was a pity for Marinette since she wanted to spend more time with him.

—Marinette, what's wrong? — Adrien said intrigued to see his face.

—Ah, em, welll ... I am hungry? —He told Adrien.

— Don´t worry—said Adrien. —I'll bring you a cupcake.

Adrien quickly left the swimming pool walking like the model he is with water dripping from his hair, just like a movie.

Marinette turned red.

His green eyes showed a new expression with each step, and his biceps and abdominals flexed under his shirt. It seemed like he was walking in slow motion.

Marinette sighed with the thought of touching his hair and…

Nope, NOPE. Not today brain. Well any day, He... he is just a friend…right? Why does that sound so weird to say…or well think? And why does…

—Marinette, I have your cupcake— said Adrien taking Marinette out of her dream— but you have to come out of the swimming pool if you want to eat it Bugaboo.

Marinette came out and Luka appeared with her towel.

—Marinette, here is your towel—he spoke.

— Ah! Thanks Luka! —Marinette replied.

—Marinette and Luka / Sitting under a tree / Peeling the turkey / AND KISSING! WEE ~~! –sang Olivie

Adrien glared at her.

Olivie showed him the middle finger.

Marinette ate her cupcake, oblivious to all of that.

Everyone was already getting bored with the pool. Luka had changed incredibly fast, and imitating Marinette, picked up a cupcake.

Looking at the pool, Adrien got an idea.

—Well, Marinette, I leave you. I have to exercise, —Adrien told Marinette walking towards the pool.

—Ah! — Marinette replied —W... well.

Adrien stopped. He stretched, showing himself in all splendor. His blond hair turned gold with sunlight. His eyes shone like two emeralds. Adrien stood on the edge of the pool, and, doing a dive, jumped. In the pool he began to swim slowly.

—My brother and his nonsense —Charlotte said, appearing next to her.

Marinette did not react.

— Heyyy! — A voice shouted.

— Em! — replied Charlotte.

Émilie Bourgeois and Charlotte Agreste hugged each other.

— Emilie! It's been years — Charlotte said. —How did it go in Quebec?

—Cool! — Émilie replied. —I got there the beautiful coat I'm wearing! Have you seen my sister?

— Ah! Your sister is at the table on the left eating ice cream with Alya and Nino.

— Oh okay. — said Emilie —How’s her bikini?

—It’s yellow with black stripes.

—Ooff! Well thank God, I didn’t want her to be hanging around with MY blue bikini. Well, Ciao.

—Ciao Em!

———————

Marinette had not paid attention to their talk.

She was busy with …other things

One of those MaNy things was Adrien swimming.

His eyes shone like two lanterns, green as a forest. His biceps flexed as he moved nimbly, gliding across the pool. Her hair looked like pure gold. Marinette wondered if that hair was as soft as it looked like and she wanted to touch it.

Wait, what?

Stop it, Marinette. Bad Marinette.

— Die, Bitch! —said a voice.

It was Olivie, on the edge of the pool.

She jumped down in front of Adrien Agreste, causing water to enter his nose, eyes and mouth.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Minutes before

Olvie was bored, she had no one to talk to. Lila, in her white bikini, had thrown herself on a beach chair because she wanted to tan.

So Olivie decided to practice her favorite hobby.

Annoy Adrien Agreste

And why not? Drown him a little.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Marinette and Charlotte laughed their asses out.

—Thanks, thank you—said Olivie making a bow. — I give shows every Saturday, and they don’t cost much, trust me.

Marinette and Charlotte laughed even more, yes that was possible.

—Vereau- said Adrien. — I’m NEVER going to forget about this.

He left the pool, tired, to change clothes.

—And, Marinette, —Charlotte said. —What do you think of my brother?

The images of Adrien in those black bath clothes filled Marinette's mind.

She turned red.

—Am, this ... I ... um ... huh? — Marinette stammered, red as cherry.

Charlotte just laughed.

———————

Inside the Agreste Mansion, shortly after

DING DONG!

The bell of the Agreste mansion rang.

Adrien went to open, since he had finished changing.

— Hello, Adrien Agreste! — said Bridgette Cheng. —I've come to pick up Marinette. Oh, can I have a cupcake? — Asked watching a table full of candy temptingly.

—Of course, and Marinette is near the pool— said Adrien, smiling.

Bridgette went to the table and picked up two cupcakes. She went looking for Marinette, when suddenly she collided with someone; making her drop her cupcake.

Luka.

Bridgette glared at him.

Luka glared at her too.

—Marinette, LET’S GO— said Bridgette when she found her.

—Yes, but quiet, little one— replied her cousin,

After saying goodbye to everyone, the two left.

———————

Parisian streets, 1 minute later

—Brid, umm, there is this question that just kinda popped out of my mind. So, what do you think of Luka and Adrien? — Marinette asked.

Bridgette, obviously, already knew the names of all Marinette’s classmates.

—Just follow your heart, Mari, —she answered. —But I would prefer to include Adrien as a new member of our family.

Marinette blushed.

#may the best win #TheMiracuWorkshop #miraculousladybug #miraculous ladybug fanfic #adrienette #adrienette fanfic

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Il Me L’a Dit, L’a Juré Pour La Vie - Part Eighteen

Marinette didn’t think inviting Chat Noir in for milk would lead to this.

The heroes were 20 years old, in university, and it was now time to trust each other better than they ever did.

CHAPTER LIST

Rating: Teen/ Mature.

Angst and fluff, and all that good stuff.

Author’s Note: Oh... well hello there!

That was some hiatus I went on there. I'm sorry about that. Life happens sometimes and I hope you guys understand. Don't want to get into details, but I was leaving my other job and starting a new job, as well as starting my final year in university. I'm so fucking excited to finish school.

But anyway, here's the newest chapter!! Yayy! Once again, I'm sorry about the long wait.

A few things I'd like to address... UHM SEASON 2 IS SO CLOSE. It's coming out on my birthday, I'm so excited. Who else is excited??

I also got into kpop during my hiatus. GOT7 and Twice are my bias groups, but BTS is creeping up on me guys. Their new album is great. If anyone wants to talk kpop or Miraculous, or just life in general, feel free to message me!

Anyway, enjoy the new chapter!

I wrote a Marichat One Shot if anyone is interested (x) :)

Il Me L’a Dit, L’a Juré Pour La Vie - Part Eighteen

Sore

Marinette peeled her raw eyes opened, the sensitive skin underneath was burning. She had cried the majority of the night. The sun was out and shining through the curtains that Marinette hated with a passion. The bright rays were too enthusiastic for her – a perfectly beautiful fall day to spend in bed. She rolled over pulling the covers over her head and shivered. She wasn’t the type to sleep through the night without at least wearing a shirt, but when she arrived home the day before, she chucked off the black turtleneck that she was wearing, burying it under heaps of fabrics in the closet. She immediately curled up in bed in her bra and shorts, and had not budged since. She was exhausted and sore from the fight… but she kept telling herself that her pains were trivial compared to Adrien’s. She wondered how he was doing and then realized that she left him and no longer had the right to think like that.

“It’s for the best…” Marinette croaked out reminding herself. She rubbed her face trying to release some of tension.

She reached over for her phone; it was almost noon. No messages – what was I expecting? She thought placing it back. Sighing, she let her hand drop onto the soft mattress and realized she missed her morning classes, yet had no intentions of attending them either way. She had been falling in and out of sleep for almost 12 hours; the worst was when she woke up at 4 in the morning and thought she felt her heart break in her chest. She cried again, Tikki curled up in her hair and caressed her until her fits settled.

Her apartment has been quiet all morning; Nino must have taken Alya back to his place after the fight to take care of her. Alya. She was safe. She was with Nino. Maybe she remembered what happened yesterday - Marinette didn’t know. As long as Alya wasn’t feeling any sort of effect from Hawkmoth and this akumatization, she was glad to know that she was okay and that she didn’t mess up saving her best friend… If they still could consider themselves that. She was probably still mad at her. How could she just get over this? Marinette rolled out of her bed, pulling her comforter off the bed in the process. She groaned, her arms and back still tender, and carefully moved her limbs. She picked her phone up, looking once more at the screen before placing it in the waistband of her shorts. She picked up a purple hoodie that was crumpled at the foot of her bed and slipped it on.

She dragged her feet to the washroom, her shoulders shrugged forward. If Alya had been here, she would have probably stayed in bed and just avoided leaving her room at all costs. She would be lying to herself though if she said she didn’t miss her. She never wanted to hurt her, she was trying to protect herself, but had no intention of upsetting Alya like she did. She was going to tell Alya eventually… She was still figuring out how to tell her. Especially after that whole fight about Alya wanting her to move on from Adrien…

Adrien. The blond headed boy kept finding his way back to the front of Marinette’s mind. She shook her head gently from side to side, trying to repress any thoughts on him.

Alya would know what to do about her situation with Adrien. She always knew what to do.

She blinked at her reflection in the mirror, her hair was sticking up at opposite sides of her head, her lips were dry and her eyes were obviously red and puffy. She rubbed her cheeks and noticed a big blue bruise on her forearm. She inched closer to the mirror and poked it, wincing at the pain.

She frowned. Her powers were not healing as they should be, remembering the deep gash in Adrien’s chest and shoulder. She sighed and brushed the stray hairs out of her face. Hawkmoth was stronger, but why didn’t her powers work entirely? Now that she thought about it, did Alya also have any lasting injuries?

When she slumped into the kitchen, she opened the fridge and stared at the products with no particular appetite. Tikki flew over her head, “Marinette, how are you feeling?”

Marinette turned slightly towards her kwami and sighed. “Tikki, I don’t mean to be rude, but what kind of question is that?”

The little red creature crossed her arms, her brows furrowed. Marinette shrugged, “I’m bad. I had to do the hardest thing ever… Who knew I would ever say no to Adrien Agreste.” Marinette closed the fridge and let out a pathetic chuckle.

Tikki settled on the countertop as Marinette leaned forward, resting her head in the crook of her arms on the cool surface, her face at the same level as Tikki. The kwami’s big blue eyes were filled with concerned after spending the night with a very heartbroken Marinette, however, Tikki had her own thoughts on the incident.

“You’re giving me that look again,” Marinette mumbled.

“What look?”

“THE look…” Marinette closed her eyes. “I’m not in the mood.” Her throat was still hoarse and cracked when she raised her voice.

“I know,” Tikki said softly. She understood what Marinette was saying, but she could not let her sit at home like this. Tikki had learned over the years that it was better to address Marinette immediately about an issue, rather than waiting. She knew this was a tough topic, which was all the more reason to bring it up. “But aren’t you being a little too rash? How can you and Adrien fight together now? You two were all over the place yesterday.”

“I don’t want him to get hurt again. The only way for that to happen is if we are no longer… a thing. It’s what caused this whole mess in the first place anyway…” Marinette gently rubbed the top of Tikki’s head with her fingertips. She met her kwami’s gaze sadly. Marinette thought about the battle from the day before; Chat Noir fighting off Lady Wifi on his own, flashbacks of his lifeless body flopping to the ground.

“And… why didn’t the miraculous work yesterday?” Marinette mumbled quietly, “I obviously failed somewhere as a hero…”

“Marinette, don’t worry so much. Maybe it was because you didn’t use your lucky charm effectively.”

Marinette squeezed her eyes shut, “So it’s still my fault that he’s hurt.”

“It’s not though. How were you supposed to know that it wouldn’t work?” Tikki said, reaching out for the young woman.

“I’m supposed to be the one who saves everyone.”

“Marinette,” Tikki sighed. She knew how stubborn her partner could be. “You and Adrien are partners. Do you know what that means? Do I have to explain to a 20 year old what it means to be partners?” Tikki knew that Marinette was being ridiculous, and tried her best to see if joking around might make her realize her mistakes. “You don’t have to do everything on your own.”

Marinette sighed loudly and stood back up. “Yeah… but Tikki, even if I get over the fact that I hurt the love of my life, how could I face him now?”

She told Adrien that she loved him, but that’s not how she wanted to tell him that. How could she ruin that for herself, and Adrien didn’t deserve that.

“Well-“ Tikki began when suddenly a loud rap at the door startled the girls. Marinette stared wide eyed at the door. She glanced at her kwami, remaining completely still in her spot.

She tried to ignore the knocking on her door, holding her breath, but they didn’t stop. Hopefully, whoever it was will go away soon. Marinette really hoped it wasn’t Adrien; she didn’t want him standing there, waiting, and wasting his time.

However, this person was very persistent with their knocking, until they finally said something, “Marinette, I know you’re in there.”

Tikki yelped and hid behind a light fixture, still curiously peering over the side.

Marinette frowned and crept slowly to the door, her hand hovering over the knob. They sighed and suddenly, her phone began vibrating at her hips, the pop ringtone filling in the quiet space. Marinette yelped and jumped away from the door.

“I knew you were there! Open the door!”

Grumbling, Marinette turned the handle and opened the door just enough to expose half her face. “What is it Nino?”

Her friend stood at her door, his arms crossed, concern was drawn across his features. “We need to talk.”

“Nino, I really don’t want to. I look and feel like shit, and I just want to be alone.”

“Come on Mari… Please.” Nino said softly. He looked genuinely worried. Marinette inhaled and scanned Nino’s face one last time before allowing him to enter her apartment.

“Why are you here?” Marinette almost whispered. She was relieved to have him here, but almost wished he wasn’t. She felt embarrassment creep up her cheeks as she remembered her last encounter with Nino. She was beaten up, tired and upset… but he didn’t know it was her. He just saw Ladybug struggling.

“For many reasons... You should know why I’m here.” He raised his eyebrow.

She blinked at him blankly, playing the clueless card in order to buy some time for herself. She was ashamed.

“You know what I’m talking about... Adrien? What happened? Did you break it off with him because of Alya?”

“…Something like that.”

Nino sighed again, and lifted his glasses to rub the spot on the bridge of his nose. “You should know Alya better than this. She’s going to get over it.”

“It’s more complicated than you think…”

“Mari…”

“She was akumatized yesterday because of me. She got hurt badly.” It’s all my fault. Marinette felt her lip tremble and bit down on it. The guilt was pushing down on her.

“She’s fine now. Not a scratch left on her. Ladybug saved her. No worries.”

Marinette’s jaw tensed, “Yeah. Luckily she was there.”

“It was some fight though. I’ve never seen the duo so roughed up.”

Marinette looked away, rubbing the side of her arm. It was humiliating to know that Paris had seen her struggling to protect them… What if they no longer believed in her? What if they no longer thought that she could protect them?

“They’ve been through a lot, but… they really did struggle this time…” Nino continued after Marinette’s silence.

“You have no idea…” She mumbled to herself.

“Either way, Alya is fine now. There’s no need to stress over this. She’s not injured and I was with her all night.”

Marinette nodded, relieved. Nino wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tightly. She shut her eyes. “Thank you Nino for taking care of her and… for not hating me…”

He smiled and pulled away to look over Marinette’s face. “How could I ever hate you, Mari. Besides, I’m kind of in a tough spot right now to be honest, and I just want to fix it… as soon as possible.” Nino let out a soft chuckle. “I love all three of you guys and just want the gang back.”

Marinette turned away, feeling worse than before, “I’m so sorry Nino… I… I didn’t mean to put you through all this. I’ve been so selfish-“ Her voice cracked and she hiccupped, trying to hold back tears.

“Hey hey hey…” Nino said, attempting to reassure his friend. He grabbed her shoulders to turn her towards him. “It’s okay… There’s nothing you can do now but fix it. Alya and Adrien… they care about you, you know they do. And you care about them, right?”

Marinette nodded vigorously, wiping her eyes.

“Exactly. And I’ll help you get through this. I can promise you that you can easily fix this with Alya. She’s kind of moping around my place, blaming herself.” Nino looked around the apartment and back down Marinette’s slim body, clad in a wrinkled sweater and shorts. He smirked at her hair sticking up. “I’m assuming that’s what you’re doing too.”

“God, I already miss her…”

“That’s what she said this morning too.” Nino chuckled.

Marinette let out a laugh and nodded again. She suddenly felt a little better, and the two definitely needed to talk, but her worries tormented her.

“Alright. So I’ll send Alya home today then…?” Nino raised his eyebrow.

“I-I don’t know…”

“Why not?”

“Did you… Did you talk to Adrien?” Marinette couldn’t help but asking, wanting to avoid Nino’s question. She didn’t think she had the right but she needed to know how he was doing.

“I did. He just told me you broke it off, but that was it. He hasn’t answered me since.”

“Oh…” She didn’t even try to hide her disappointment.

“Why did you break it off?” Nino asked quietly. He rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably.

Marinette’s mouth opened, trying to find an answer. When nothing came out, she closed it and squeezed her eyes shut. Her fingers played with the ends of her hair. “I’m usually a very level headed person, but… Nino. I can’t put anyone else in danger. Not after what I did to Alya yesterday. I can’t risk that with Adrien. I can’t hurt him… I know he’s been through a lot.”

She walked over to the front door of her apartment, holding the handle tightly in her hand. “Maybe I shouldn’t fix things with Alya. It’s better if she stays away… As should you.”

“Marinette, are you hearing yourself? Are you okay?” Nino was bewildered. What was this flip flop behaviour? He stared at her in disbelief.

“Nino, thank you for your help.” She didn’t even know what she was saying anymore. She didn’t know what she wanted. She didn’t deserve anything, or so it felt to her. She cursed internally for even allowing herself to think she could fix anything.

Marinette opened the door slightly for Nino and looked at him, urging him to leave. He glanced around the apartment, his mouth opened. He tried to think of things to say to her; she was being ridiculous. He raised his hands up to his hat, let out a sigh, and then dropped them back to his side.

He walked towards Marinette and squeezed her shoulder before leaving. The dark haired girl sighed, feeling her lower lip tremble again and her eyes well. She slumped against the door, sliding down towards the ground, where she buried her face in her hands.

***

Nino zipped up his jacket as soon as he stepped out onto the sidewalk, his breath forming small clouds in front of his face with every puff already.

“Well?” Alya was leaning against a lamppost, her hands tucked under her armpits.

“You better go up there. She won’t listen to me.”

“How sulky and stubborn is she being?” Alya approached her boyfriend. The corner of her lips were curled in a small smile. There were only a few people who could get through to Marinette. Her parents, Tikki and Alya.

Nino shrugged slowly, smiling, “She kicked me out.”

Alya looked up the side of the apartment building laughing. “She better be ready for me.” She kissed Nino, “Thank you.”

He rubbed her arms, “Anything for you. I’m gonna head home, okay?”

Alya nodded.

***

“How long do you think the scars are going to stay for?” Adrien asked Plagg glancing at his chest in the mirror. The gashes were still a bright red, but not nearly as deep and blistered as the day before.

The kwami shrugged, “Beats me, but you’re healing really well.”

Adrien sighed and walked out of the bathroom. He grabbed the white t-shirt that hung on the side of his bed and pulled on a beige oversized sweater on top. “Whatever, they better be gone by the time I get to Milan.”

“Don’t worry. They should be.” Plagg followed him behind as Adrien began sorting out clothes on his bed for his coming trip. “You going to tell Marinette where you’re going?”

Adrien continued his packing, disregarding the kwami.

“Hey.”

Silence.

“Hey I said!” Plagg shouted.

“No. I’m not. Why should I?” Adrien snapped.

“What if there’s an akuma while you’re gone?” Plagg settled on the pillow in front of his partner, his glowing green eyes watched him.

“She can figure it out.” Adrien stopped his movements and looked up, “God why do you have to be like this. You know I don’t want to talk about this.”

“Just thinking about it.” Plagg shrugged.

“No. I’m not going to tell her. I don’t think we’ll be talking for a long time.” Adrien leaned over, reaching for his phone on the table next to his bed. There were only texts from Nino. Adrien frowned, ignoring them all. “Now shut up or else no camembert.”

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