It's Tradition

I literally wrote this whole short on my phone... I couldn't sleep and my dad's laptop was off... so I wanted to see how well I could write on my phone. If it's crappy let me know and I'll never write on my phone again.

It's Tradition

Marinette stared down at the bouquet in her hands. There was no doubt about it. She caught it. She wasn't trying to catch it, but she did.

She was still single. Sure, she kinda had a thing going on with Chat Noir as Ladybug, but at the end of the day they were still just friends.

Adrien on the other hand, she didn't see much of after high school. They went to two different colleges. She went to a arts school while he attended an Ivy League. He probably found someone there. Alya and Nino's wedding was the first time she saw him in years.

She was the maid of honor and he was the best man.

So, here she was, holding a pointless bouquet and tradition stated she would get married next… but, to who?

Adrien stared down at the garter in his hand. It was a lacy delicate thing. He had to laugh. It landed on his head because he wasn't looking. No guy wanted to catch it. Well, part of him did.

He was ready to take things to the next level with Ladybug as Chat Noir. He was getting tired of them just screwing around. He wanted a real relationship.

But, at the same time… Marinette was a wonderful woman. Was he really in love with her? He hadn't seen her in so long. Had he grown tired of Ladybug altogether?

The only thing that was certain was the fact that he was holding Alya's garter that Nino flung out of tradition and he was, apparently, next to be married.

And Marinette was holding the bouquet.