Drabbles inspired by Yilena's soulmate au stories "Amour Fou" and "Allez Savoir Pourquoi", where you can see your soulmate in the mirror. Not necessary to read either of these, but they are wonderful stories (rating: Mature-so be warned) that you should definitely check it out.

Chapter 1: At First Sight

When Adrien was 10, he walked past his full-length mirror to see a girl playing with her dolls. In the mirror. A girl. Dark hair and blues eyes in a pink room that was definitely not his spacious white-walled room. To say he was startled was an understatement. In fact, he was so shocked that he tripped backwards on a book (his mother would later scold him for not picking up his things) and crashed to the floor. Adrien rubbed his bruised elbow and quickly glanced back to his mirror to see if the girl had heard, but it appeared as if she hadn't. Slowly, he crawled over to his mirror and tapped on the reflective surface.

Tap, Tap.

Nothing.

The girl continued twirling her doll as if something life changing didn't just happen to a young, blonde boy. But it did and it prompted Adrien to knock a little harder on the mirror.

Knock, knock.

Still nothing.

"Hello?" Adrien called. "Hey, who are you?" But the girl didn't look up and continued to brush her doll's hair.

"Adrien, I heard something loud. Is everything okay?" His mother was on the other side of the door! He couldn't let her see the girl!

"Uh, nothing! I just fell! Don't come in!" Adrien yelled. Of course, that just sounded suspicious, and his mother came in to see her son standing protectively in front of his mirror, arms outstretched.

"Honey, why are you standing in front of the mirror like that?" she asked.

"No reason!" Adrien yelped. "I'm not hiding anything!" He clapped his hands over mouth when he realized his mistake.

His mother shook her head and smiled; her sweet boy couldn't lie to save his life. "Adrien, step away from the mirror." She beckoned him closer to her and he relented. "Dear, it's just a mirror. What on earth could you have been hiding?"

"What?!" He whipped his head around so fast she was afraid he got whiplash. "You don't see the girl? She's playing with her dolls!"

"A girl in the mirror? Oh, Adrien. Is it really time to tell you?" his mother mumbled to herself.

"Tell me about what?" Adrien asked, curious.

"The girl in the mirror is your soulmate."

After a lengthy discussion on the topic (only lengthy because Adrien had so many questions), Adrien was excited. A person to share his life with, someone he could trust and talk to about anything. Someone to love, just like his parents loved each other. If only he could meet her! But as his mother said, she could be anyone in the world, and since she couldn't see him yet, they had no way of communicating.

"So, there's no way to talk to her, and I can only watch her...that's a little creepy, Mama," Adrien said.

"Well, honey, that's why we set boundaries. We don't know what time it is where she is, but when we figure out when morning and evening is for her, we'll pull this sheet over the mirror, just in case she's changing." His mother picked up a white sheet and draped it over the mirror, obscuring the image of the girl's room; its occupant had left earlier.

"That's a good idea."

"Tonight, see when she goes to bed, and we'll have an idea of the time zone she lives in. You said she looked about your age, so she'll have about the same bedtime, if she lives in our time zone."

"Okay!" Adrien hadn't been so excited for bedtime to come. This was the first step to getting to know more about his soulmate!

"Mama, tell me more about when a person sees their soulmate."

"Well, Adrien, it just takes time. Some people don't see their soulmate for many more years, or they don't have a soulmate to see."

"That's a little sad," he said, frowning. He hadn't even met the girl yet, and he couldn't imagine how life would be without her now.

"Well, honey, it's just fate working in mysterious ways, and sometimes, fate takes people away. You'll meet her someday, I know it."

Later that night, Adrien was thrilled to see that the girl was making her way to bed the same time as he was. While he wore his soft, blue fleece pajamas, she wore pink pajamas with a flower pattern. He was also surprised that her bed (from what he could see in the mirror) was a loft bed! Well, he couldn't be jealous; he had so many toys and movies in his room and even a staircase to his own personal library that he couldn't want for more.

Settling into bed, both sets of lights turned off, his and hers, and he could make out her glowing fairy lights as he drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the moment they would meet.

There's the first chapter! I've got about 6 already written, but with no plan for where this is going, updates will be sporadic and if there is going to be an ending, it might be rushed. See you all later!