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The funny thing about the future is that it can take many different paths. It can be riddled with twists and turns. Never quite following the plans we mere mortals make. No, life is to messy for that. This is something one hero knows very well, Marinette Dupain- Cheng. Before the miraculous was bestowed on her fashion and family was all that mattered. Quickly her priorities changed. Save Paris, protect family and friends then become a fashion designer. But life wasn't done with her yet, oh no. Cause then a little black cat crept onto her balcony. In reality he more of crashed but you get the idea. At first it was an accident but it soon became a routine. Spending nights together. Enjoying one another’s company. Slowly become friends. Drinking hot chocolate in the winters and ‘sneaking’ snacks from the bakery in the summer. Patching him up. Worrying to death about her. Spending bad days together doing whatever it took to make the other person laugh. Slowly falling for him harder and harder with every second.
None of it was expected but it was glorious. Slowly magazine spreads were switched out with newspaper clippings, selfies and though a certain blonde model was still there it was a lot less creepy now. He was in pictures of her friends or class photos even a selfie or two. But it was obvious he no longer consumed her heart. He would always be special, but her ‘obsession’ died away with her stutter. They were good friends even when he left to find himself. By then a not so little cat had already nestled in her heart. Sadly this impaired her judgment. Less than a week before Adrien was to leave the cat came, as he always did, but he was so quiet. So she did as they always had, telling horrible puns and joke, tickle fights, anything to get him to laugh. To see that not so stupid grin on his face. After finally getting him to laugh the hero finally told her what was wrong. She wished he hadn't.
The girl he loved didn’t love him back. Her heart pounded against her rib-cage while the world stopped. How? It didn’t make sense! She’d been responding ever flirt. Getting close to him in battle at every opportunity. Heck, she’d even initiated most the more ‘compromising’ positions they ended up in. It’s times like these that she thanked and cursed her luck that she was his friend on both sides of the mask. “What do you mean? Cause from here it looks like ladybug is flirting with you?" Apparently, that wasn’t the right question. The moment those words were flung into the air the electricity of his eyes lost some of their spark. But he never looked away. Even as his heart was racked with pain being able to drown in the ocean of her eyes was something he wanted to do forever. “I don’t love her… at least not the way I use to. A another girl tripped her way into my heart instead.”
It took everything in the brunette willpower not to break down right there. Not only did her other half not love heroic ladybug but another girl held his heart. Swallowing the tears, refusing to turn away, she smiled. “She must be something then.” Something shifted. To this day no one knows quite what it was. Just that one moment both were desperately holding back tears and the next neither of them was breathing. Both so desperate to drink the other in as hands memorized the other. And so it descended until the morning’s light gently bathed two bare bodies. Though a shock, neither could regret it. And she never did. Not when she got to spend the morning feeling his eyes and hands rub circles into her very being. Not when he left later that day. Not when Chat hadn’t visited her balcony in almost two weeks. Especially not when the two pink lines gave her the reason for her morning sickness a month later. No, she would never regret the one night with her kitty. After all, he left a piece of him to love.