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Chapter One
“I can’t believe it, Plagg. She finally fell in love with me and I’ve forgotten all about it”
Adrien’s head made a solid Thunk noise as it made contact with his desk.
“You’re right,” Plagg mused, “that’s really unlucky.”
“You know what?” Adrien said, lifting his head again to look at the screen. “It doesn’t matter. It happened once. It can happen again. At least now I know my dream can come true.”
And it was true. It had happened, even if he couldn’t remember. Just like Dark Cupid.
He took in the image, trying to make his brain believe that it was actually him leaning down to meet Ladybug. His heart squeezed when he first saw their fingers interlocked, which was the first thing he could remember after defeating the Akuma. How close he was to her.
He couldn’t stop the stupid grin on his face when he realized she was on her tippy toes. She was amazing. If only he could just remember!
The entire afternoon was a blank.
He pushed away from his computer and made his way to the bathroom, distracted by his thoughts. The last thing he remembered was getting hit by Oblivio, feeling Ladybug’s yoyo around his waist. Then they were suddenly standing in front of Nino and Alya. Ladybug was not impressed.
Alya! Oh man, the photo. As he started brushing his teeth he made a mental note to somehow arrange for a muffin basket to be sent anonymously to her for taking that photo. No, flowers. Muffins and flowers.
The look on Ladybug’s face was priceless.
Adrien was still smiling to himself by the time he got back to his bed, and he was able to ignore the remarks from Plagg.
He finally settled into bed and pulled out his phone. He hadn’t paid attention to it since he charged it when he got home. It was dead, which was a little odd. He didn’t think much of it, though.
He powered it on and cleared at least 10 texts and 5 snaps from Chloé. All of it was nonsense. He laughed at a meme Nino sent and immediately saved The Photo to his phone (it was already the new background on his computer.)
He set his alarms for the morning and right as he was about to put the phone away he saw the notification for a missed call. His eyebrows pulled in. His phone didn’t ring one he turned it back on?
Two calls showed in his recents from.. this afternoon. The first was an outgoing call to his dad. The length indicated that no actual conversation was made, most likely went to voicemail. Shocker.
The next was an incoming call from Marinette. The time was stamped right during the Akuma attack. He frowned. It arrived to his phone, so he wasn’t transformed when the call came in…
Why was Marinette calling him? Why wasn’t he transformed? Why didn’t he pick up? No seriously, why did she call him in the middle of an attack?
His heart started beating faster. What else had he missed? He went through the rest of his phone. No texts from Marinette. Nothing on other social media, no messages, snaps, nothing from her on instagram.
He went to his photos (or as Plagg called it, the Ladybug Shrine.)
Honestly, he wasn’t wrong. Not that he cared to admit so out loud.
Everything looked the same, the Ladybug Album untouched, same with the meme folder he collected over his friendship with Nino.
Except in his recent photos.
Because there, the last photo taken, was a selfie.
With Marinette.
In the middle of the Montparnasse Tower. Just the two of them.
The time stamp was the same. Right in the middle of the Akuma attack.
And only two people were left in the Montparnasse Tower today. Him. And…
Adrien sat bolt upright in bed.
“PLAGG— !!”