Adrien had stared at the picture on his desk for far too long. The only picture on his desk, actually. Made a few days ago and he still felt her arm around his shoulder and the warmth of her body next to his. He sighed.
"I told you so", Plagg snickered as he landed on the hero's shoulder, a piece of cheese between his tiny paws. Green eyes bore into blond hair. "It was obvious. Everyone can see."
But Adrien wasn't really listening because, holy shit, why hadn't he seen it earlier? How could he not notice? Was he really that oblivious?
She always had been one of his best friends. His first friend. Ever since the year started, Marinette Dupain Cheng had been one of his favorite persons. But now. Now things changed.
It started a few weeks back when a group project brought them closer and helped the girl ease up around the model. By the end of the week, the two could easily talk and banter like, well, friends. Best friends.
So, he began to really notice Marinette. Everything she did, be it blinking or sighing in relief, he saw every bit of it and he really, really adored the way she did those things.
And slowly but surely, he had...
He had fallen in love with Marinette.
Which complicated things a notch because as you might have come to realize, the boy was secretly Chat Noir and pretty much head over paws for Ladybug.
His heart was confused.
While his heart undeniably beat faster in the presence of his spotted partner, nowadays it had shown a reaction to Marinette. But it was different.
Ladybug made him feel excited, important. Like he needed to impress her, yet he was able to be himself.
Now that Marinette knew him and accepted his true self as well, he could be himself around her too and yet he didn't feel the need to impress her. Her presence calmed him and made him feel safe, at home.
Marinette was... She was home, he realized. She was warmth, fun, love.
She made him feel all the good things in life and, God, he had fallen hard.
Adrien sighed as he reached out to take the picture off the table and into his hands. A smile rose from his lips.
Marinette was beautiful and he was in love with her. And it was okay.
(I wrote this at night and my English is so bad omg I am sorry)