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“I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you,” Adrien says, voice low as he parts from her embrace. He can’t help it from being said, too close for far too long without letting his thoughts release. Adrien looks down at Ladybug, waiting for her response.
It’s silent. Too silent, he thinks, hands falling down to rest at her waist. He feels the suit’s fabric press against him, hands turning clammy as she gazes up at him. It’s been so long since he held her in her hands, the past year a constant journey to different fashion shows and photo shoots and interviews in different corners of the world, none of them anywhere close to where he wanted to be, or who he wanted to be with. Adrien had tried to fill the void with the ever-flowing wave of models that surrounded his life but found it pointless, every kiss just a reminder of who he truly desired for. And now, just being in the presence of his Lady turned his mind fuzzy, melting and bent on just pleasing her.
Adrien feels his breath hitch when Ladybug stands on her toes and leans in, just barely touching his lips. She blinks, her eyelashes so close they brush against his skin, a tinkle that turns into a tingle that turns into warmth, spreading throughout his body.
“Who says you have to anymore?” she asks, her lips moving against his with every word. “I’m right here.”
With his next intake of breath, Adrien pulls her close, all spaces, and gaps between the two filled in, bodies pressed against one another. There’s nothing left to be said, and all the more to be done instead.