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Morning. The sun in my face, headache, and Adrien sleeping next to me. He'll wake up, freak out, try to run away, trip over his own feet and fall over.
I didn't want him to freak out, because if he did then he'd end up hurting himself from falling over. I don't want that to happen. I couldn't be the reason for Adrien getting hurt.
I had to find a way to wake him up without causing him to panic. But how would I do that? He was sleeping so peacfully. Am I capable of waking him up?
Maybe if I whispered in his ear that he was not in danger, he was safe and that he didn't need to panic once he opened his eyes. I sucked in a breath and put my hand on Adrien's shoulder.
"Please don't freak out.. it's me, Luka. You're in my room.. in my bed. You slept over." I had my eyes closed because I didn't want to see his reaction to that. "Luka?" My eyes shot open.
Adrien was staring at me. "Hi. Yes, me." I answered. "What did we do last night? I remember you took me to this bar and.." He trailed off. "I drank alcohol." He gasped.
"My parents told me to never do that, I disobeyed them. If they weren't already dead, they'd so kill me." I froze. Adrien's parents... are gone..? "Adrien... your parents died?" He grew pale.
"Shit." He cursed. "No one was supposed to know." Adrien turned away from me. "They died in a car accident two years ago. I was still fifteen at the time. I turned sixteen about four months later." I moved closer to him.
"Adrien, I'm so sorry about your parents. I wish I knew. Everyone still believes Gabriel Agreste and his wife are still alive, just out on a buisness trip." Adrien actually laughed, bitterly.
"For two years?" He faced me. "Yeah, they've left me behind on a buisness trip for two years. How could anyone not notice they haven't returned yet?" I tried not to flinch from his tone.
"Maybe its just a five-year buisness trip. They'll come home eventually." He spat. "Adrien..." I tried but he glared at me. "What? I don't need your pity, Luka. You still have your parents and even a sister. I'm an only child. I have no one. Only Nathalie and my bodyguard. That's it." Adrien threw the covers away from himself.
"I have to go home. Nathalie must be worried sick. I'm calling my bodyguard to come pick me up. What's your adress? I need to text it to him." I was at a loss for words.
This was the first time I had ever seen Adrien angry. I couldn't tell if he was mad at me, but it sure felt like it. "Luka!" Adrien snapped. "Sorry. I um.. ask Juleka. She knows." I blurted out.
"You don't even know your own adress? Fine, I'll ask your sister." He was ready to leave when I reached for his wrist. "Wait." I begged. He looked over his shoulder at me.
"People might not know about your parents, but now I do. I know, Adrien. You don't have to keep it all in anymore. I'm here to listen. I'm right here." His face started to soften.
"Luka.. I.. got mad at you. I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean-" I pulled him close. "It's okay. You were frustrated that the world aren't aware your parents haven't made any public apperances in two years, you're allowed to feel that way. Who knows, maybe some people have figured it out but haven't said anything due to their respect of you. They know your parents wouldn't want their deaths to be advertised and have all that pressure be put on their only son. You just turned eighteen, Adrien. You're no where near being an adult yet." I said.
He watched me slowly. "What does this make us?" That was the last thing I expected him to ask. What did it make us? We went to a bar, got drunk, pretty sure we kissed and had Juleka bring us home.
Adrien spent the night in my bed. "What do you want it to make us?" I asked him. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before he sat back down next to me.
"I don't know. All I do know is that I really like you, Luka. A lot, more than I've ever liked anyone in my life. Because well, I wasn't like the other boys in middle school. They talked about which girls they thought were the prettiest, and there I was crushing on a male kid actor in fifth grade. I also liked my bully, sounds very weird but I found him cute and that was it. I couldn't bring myself to betray my feelings for you. I always thought it would be impossible to actually meet you in real life, but now here we are, working on a movie together where my character is suposed to be straight and in love with a girl. I'm not an actor, but I've been trying my best for the sake of you and your family. I can't mess this up for you. If I mess this movie up for you I'd never stop feeling guilty about it. My first movie and I've already messed it up. I'd be scared of you being upset and never wanting to speak to me again." He turned away from me again.
"I could never be upset with you, Adrien. It's true, I do love acting, but it's not my thing. It's my parents thing, my sister's thing. But not mine. My thing is.. music. I love playing my guitar and writing songs. Acting is just something I can do with my family. But what I really want, is to be a musician." I confessed.
"You want to be a musician?" He repeated. "Yes." I confirmed. "Oh. Wow. Is it weird for me to say I find you a lot more attractive after you told me that?" He finds me more attractive after learning my true passion.
"Definitely not weird. Okay, your turn. I have this feeling modeling isn't really your thing, so tell me, what is?" Adrien blinked. "Oh my god you're right. I absoloutly hate modeling. It's the worst thing I've ever done. I only did it to make my parents happy, my dad was a fasion designer and my mom was a model herself. I felt like it was my duty to follow in their footsteps, you know?" I nodded.
"Oh yeah, for sure. Look at me, following in my own parents footsteps in the acting career. Now you have to tell me what you really want to do. Come on, spill." Adrien looked at me. "I don't know.. I haven't really thought about what I liked to do because I've been so busy being a model. But if I think of anything, you'll be the first to know, okay?" I stared deeply into his eyes.
"Okay." I couldn't stop myself from glancing down at his lips. Adrien's lips were very soft looking. I have kissed him before, and they were softer than I ever could've imagined.
I would very much like to kiss him again. But not when I'm trying to prove a point to Marinette or when I'm drunk, I want to kiss him for real. When he's my.. boyfriend.
"Adrien." I spoke. "Yeah?" I got ready to finally tell him. Tell him how I really felt when I knew Marinette had feelings for him all along and being with me was just something she could do to get in contact with him.
"I want you to be my boyfriend. For real. I like you, a lot. And I've always believed I was straight, that was until I met you. I was dating Marinette, there was no way I could be gay, but then I remembered that there's more than one sexuality. I came to terms with the fact that it was possible for me to be bi. And I am. Because I like you, and I used to date a girl, and I did love her at one point in my life, but Marinette was never really 'the one,' you know? Maybe she was the relationship that would help me realize who I really was. Because of her very obvious admiration for you, I don't think I'd have the chance to meet you if Marinette was truly in love with me. So I um.. I guess I should be thanking you, I wish I never got jealous in the first place. I honestly don't even know why I felt threatened by you. It was stupid, maybe I was upset because deep down I always knew Marinette didn't actually love me. Like I always knew you'd be the one to steal her heart, I was upset, of course because I was Marinette's boyfriend, and I could've been angrier at her for leading me on this whole time and not just being honest with me. I was trapped in a loveless relationship for almost two years. I should've just left her at the first sign, but I hoped so badly that she'd love me, I was wrong. But then I met you, and.. things changed so fast. Marinette gushed over you so much, and in that moment, I knew it was only a matter of time before it was over. I was mad at Marinette for using me like a tool for her own personal gain, and I took that out on you. I know you didn't deserve that, Adrien. I had to take my anger out on someone, it couldn't be Marinette, so it ended up being you. And then you told me about you being gay and I just felt so bad about how I acted. Then I knew it was about time the person who deserved my anger recieved it. Marinette doesn't deserve either one of us. So now this is me asking if I deserve you." Adrien was speechless.
I thought maybe I had said too much and freaked him out. The same way I did when I first asked if I could kiss him at the movie theater on his birthday. "Was that too much? Sorry, I talk a lot and I usually go on and on about my feeling that I end up talking for a good thirty minutes. Next time I'll try to say less-"
"Luka." He cut me off. "Stop talking." That was his way of saying 'quit your yapping and kiss me already.' I couldn't say no to him giving me permission.
I pulled Adrien in by his waist and kissed him. For real. And he was kissing me back. Adrien had his hands in my hair and I tried to stop a sound from leaving my mouth but the way he tugged at my blue locks made it come out.
"That was cute." I rolled my eyes and shoved him playfully. "Shut up. That was because of you." He grinned at me. "Was it now? Oh my prince, whatever shall I do?" He dramatically put his hand over his forehead.
"Adrien, what are you-" A finger got placed over my lips. "Adrien? Who is that? My name is Brodie." Huh, I see where he wants to take this. "And my name, is Xavier. It's my plesure to be in your presence, Brodie."
"No, the plesure is all mine, Xav, I must say, you are a lot more attractive when you're not fighting me for Rosanna's attention." I pretended to scoff. "I only do that to piss you off. I've got no real interest in her. My interest is more towards.. you." I said.
"Oh? I see, you're a bad boy. Ready to break that poor girl's heart." He started laughing. "We both know she likes you, Brodie." I told him. "Hm, I'll have to break her heart then."
"Are you actually going to do that? Marinette might not be so connvinced that you're gay. Bet she still wants to go after you." Adrien rolled his eyes. "So what? I don't care. She tried to kill me, then spat out her bullshit apology like she didn't do anything wrong." He did have a point.
"Okay, so what are you going to do about it?" He grabbed my hands. "Rub it in her face that her gorgeous ex-boyfriend is my man now." He pecked my lips. "She'll be furious." I couldn't be more in love with anyone more than I am with Adrien.
He's perfect, and I have to make sure I keep him. I can't let him slip away, I love him too much. "I love you." I blurted out. He stared at me. I waited for him to say something.
"I love you too." Exactly what I was hoping for came out of his mouth. I love Adrien Agreste and I want the world to know it. "Come on, we have to get to work before we both get fired." I stood up and helped him to his feet.
"They can't fire us, we've been in too many scenes people will know they're different actors, besides, they can't reshoot the entire movie, we've gotten more than half of it filmed already." I chuckled.
"Okay smartass, get dressed then. We have a movie to finish." I had to give him some of my clothes since he didn't have any extra. We did get yelled at for being late, but not fired.
Lika Adrien said, they'd have to reshoot the entire movie with new actors if they fired us. But also that wouldn't be so bad. Adrien and I could run away together and persue our dreams. Whatever his may be.
"I am going to get us some tea, I'll be right back." Adrien kissed my cheek and walked off. "Luka." I turned around to face Marinette with her arms crossed. "What?" She glared at me.
"What did you do to him? Adrien won't even look at me. I know you did something to him to make him gay. What was it?" I could not believe what I was hearing.
"Haven't you considerd the reason he won't look at you is because you tried to kill him? On his birthday, no less. Or did you forget that detail already?" She scowled.
"No, I didn't forget. And my intention wasn't for him to have such a severe allergic reaction. I thought that if I was the one who saved his life, then maybe he'd fall for me. But you got to him first and made him a homosexual." She sneered.
"Marinette, I didn't do anything to turn Adrien gay. He told me himself that he's always known from a young age." Okay, maybe I was the one that helped him realize he was gay. But I'm not telling her that.
"Get your murderess ass away from my boyfriend you little bitch." We both turned to see Adrien holding two cups of tea in his hands. He did not look happy. He walked closer to Marinette.
"Back up, or this hot tea will end up on that plastic bratz doll face of yours." My jaw dropped to the floor. Marinette clenched her fists and stormed off. "Where did that come from?" He handed me my tea.
"I couldn't have her stealing her man back when she already gave up on him." I had to look away because I didn't want him to see how red my face was. That was hot.
"Did you ever answer my question?" I just remembered that I asked Adrien to be my boyfriend, he didn't exactly use words.. he did kiss me but he never offically said 'yes' to being my boyfriend.
"Yes. I would love to be your boyfriend." He said. This was it. Adrien Agreste was finally my boyfriend. And now I knew I had to do whatever it took to keep him. Once I have him, I am not letting him go.
Not for anyone.