Nathaniel had always loved her, Marinette, his one and she'd always had eyesfor him.

The playboy, the one that all wanted. For a long while he'd been jealous, what did he have that he didn't?

Was it his blond hair, his green eyes or was it the way he smiled and laughed? His money, fame or face?

Was it the way they forgot about their surroundings when they locked eyes? Was it the way they moved in perfect harmony without any practice or maybe the way that with just one look they exchanged thoughts.

Love constantly shined through their actions, a brush of the wrists here, a lingering touch there and a shy smile thrown in the mix.

He'd see them often in the library, her sitting on his lap, both reading a book and whispering in hushed tones.

They didn't see him of course, he was a shadow, one that faded easily in the background.

Finally, one day he found the courage to ask her what he had that he didn't.

He could remember it clearly, like it was yesterday. It was in a café, on a not so beautiful day. The soft sound of rain surrounding them in a bubble of comfortable silence, while the sweet fragrance of the cocoa drifted all around.

She'd stared right at him and with a small smile said:

"Life is strange, love as well. You don't get to choose who you fall in love with, nor how fast. Some take years and others weeks. However if I could choose, I'd choose him. I'd choose him over and over again, because he is the one that completes me.

See we weren't always that close, but we've seen each other at our lowest and at our best. He's cried on my shoulder and I've cried on his, we took time to bulid trust between us before we were lovers. We didn't rush into anything but now it feels like we've known each other for years. Of course we still have fights and disagreements, he still annoys me with his stupid cheese puns but I wouldn't have it any other way. "

As he watched them dancing together at the masquerade ball, Nathaniel knew that no souls fit together as well as Marinette Dupain Cheng and Adrien Agreste.