The Funny thing about the future is that it can take many different paths with twists and turns. It never quite follows the plans we make. No, Life is too 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. Then a little black cat crept onto her balcony. At first it was an accident but it soon became a routine. Spending nights together enjoying one another's company... slowly becoming friends. Drinking hot chocolate in the winters. '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 with every moment.
None of it was expected but it was glorious. Slowly magazine spreads were switched with newspaper clippings, selfies and though the blonde model was still present in pictures of her friends. He no longer consumed her heart. Of course he would always be special, but her 'obsession' died away with her stutter. They were good friends even when he left to find himself. The black cat had already encompassed 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. After finally getting him to laugh the hero finally told her. The girl he loved didn't love him back.
Her 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 her luck that they were friends on both sides. "What do you mean? From what I've seen it looks like ladybug is flirting with you?" So maybe that wasn't the right question. The moment those words were flung into the air the electricity of his eyes lost a bit of their spark. But he never looked away. Anyone could see that Paris' hero was too busy drowning to even attempt breaking their gaze. "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 saw Adrien off two days later. 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 her a piece of him to love.