Adrien can't work out how such common phrases could be said by his soulmate and why each time someone says his words, they change. Does he really have that much bad luck to not have anyone? A take on the previous chapter but from Adrien's point of view.

Adrien had his words since early that year, he was fine with it, and his father's only comment had been that at least the girl had neat handwriting, before telling Natalie to find a way to cover it for the photoshoots, and he will incorporate gloves into outfits when he could. Summer to Spring, would not work this late as a fashion image. Adrien understood, his mother had told the story of when his father was rising in fame, and still no soul mate, people would try to see his mark and say his words, particularly the grabbing at money and gold diggers that Gabriel despised so much. So stopping the spread of what his words were was expected of his father, and even as a model. Every model seemed to have no hint at words on their skin. Makeup artists said it was part of the gig, to hide the mark. Unfortunately, Adrien was about to find out why it was such a big deal. It had been a few months, and Natalie, along with his shoots, had also told him to hide the words, and wore makeup that blended with his skin perfectly across the back of his nondominant hand. He did so everyday in the morning before school started, and often had it fixed up at lunch, and photoshoots. And then in Autumn and Winter, he started wearing longer sleeves that covered his hands completely, and forwent the makeup routine. And then it started to warm up again. Adrien thought as most of the people he had spoken to had by this stage turned 15, it was not a big deal he thought to keep hiding them. Not many people had seen his words, as he claimed that his father wanted him to hide them for some reason, and now there seemed little point. Until one day. It was when Lila came up to him on the Monday after her 15th had past, and said the words that he knew so well, that he was shocked.
"H-hey, Adrien, h-how nice to see you." He went to reply, but bent over in pain, clutching his hand. He glimpsed Nino's concerned face, and Lila's very shocked face. He moved as fast as possible, running to the bathroom. He had burst through the door and stuck his hand under the cold water pouring from the tap.

Months had passed, and every now and again on the odd day he didn't wear gloves, some (fan)girl (and occasionally guy) would say the words that appeared on his wrist, and every time his hand would burn in pain and the words would change. Each person took the words changing differently. Some would cry, some would sigh in resignation while others shrug and some persist to think that the universe is denying them. It had been going on for months and he was getting tired of it. Was his bad luck really that bad that he would have no one? He spent more time in the library looking and researching the reason to why his hand felt pain and his words changed every time someone said his words. Plagg often complained about him being a needy cat, and that he deserved extra cheese for all this but Adrien had eventually found his answer. His hand burned in pain because every person that had said his words, wasn't supposed to. They were trying to cheat the system. Kind of unfair that he had to suffer pain every time it happened but that's all there was to it. Adrien was growing tired of it. He ended up wearing black fingerless gloves all the time. Life continued as normal for him. He no longer had to worry about people saying his words and only had to worry if his soulmate was his lady. Sometimes on patrol he would ask her if she had found her soulmate yet. She would only laugh and tell him that she didn't know. That gave him a clue, she had to be under 15 if she had no clue. He was sure, positive that LB was his soulmate, the way they fought in sync from the first fight, as if they could read each other's minds, and the way he chose to love her made him believe that she was his soulmate. He only had to wait.

He was sitting on the Eifel Tower waiting for their regular patrol, he was thinking of a pun to tell her as a way of greeting, but ended up just thinking of her. He turned at the sound of footsteps and saw her.

"My Lady, glad you showed up, ready for paw-trol?" He grinned waiting for her to roll her eyes or to scoff and reply coolly. She only rolled her eyes and nodded. Adrien raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"

Her mouth didn't open, she remained silent, Adrien was surprised, normally she would have said something or at least groaned about the puns. She grabbed her yoyo and threw it, ready to go and swing away, leaving a confused Chat Noir behind her on the tower. Adrien quickly followed after her, trying to keep up.

She had refused to say a single word and he only stared at her confused, he asked her what was going on, if she was okay, what he had done to get the silent treatment in between puns. She hadn't replied to a single thing he had said, focusing instead on patrol and at the end of the night simply waved goodbye and ran off, disappearing into the alleyways and off the rooftops. He was tempted to follow her, demand why she wasn't talking to her. He missed the banter they had and wondered if he had over step the line somewhere. He was unable to fall asleep until the late hours of the morning before his alarm went off. He got ready for the day and left early, opting to walk instead. He walked in early to see that Marinette was also for once early. She sat at her desk, waiting for probably Alya or someone to talk to, to show up, drawing something. She didn't even notice Adrien had entered the classroom and was standing beside her looking at her drawing, Adrien looked at the shirt and skirt she was drawing, amazed once again at the amount of detail she went to and how good she was at it.

"I see you're still as good as the derby hat competition, Marinette," She jumped and whipped around to face him,

"Oh, A-Adrien, I didn't see you there, sorry, um…Thanks?" she blushed and looked down at her hands and fiddled with her fingers. Adrien's eyes widened and he pulled off his glove that covered his words, to see in a blue the words standing out to him.

Oh, A-Adrien, I didn't see you there, sorry, um…Thanks?

Adrien waited for the pain to come, but it didn't. She had said his words and they didn't change on him. That must mean that she was his soulmate. He thought for a moment, surely he had said happy birthday to her yesterday, so why did it matter now, he probably had been looking on the issue of burning pain when the wrong person said his words, that he hadn't bothered to look into any other information. He held out his hand as if to question her when she glanced up to see his words on his hand. She read what she had just said while Adrien waited, expecting some form of pain to start. Was his bad luck going to keep getting in the way of him every single time, or would he finally find someone who would love him for him. He watched Marinette as her eyes widened and dimmed, and started to water.

"Sorry, Adrien, but, I'm not…I mean, that it's just that…" she trailed off not looking him in the eye, he felt confused. What could she mean by that. Marinette took her jacket off and lifted her sleeve on her arm up to show Adrien in green writing her words. His handwriting, he was sure of it, his eyes widened while he read her words,

My Lady, glad of you to show up, ready for paw-trol?

He looked between her and the words on her arm and his words on his hand and back to her. He couldn't believe it, she would only have the words 'My Lady' on her if she was Ladybug…He reread the sentence and wanted to laugh, he had said those words to Ladybug last night, and she hadn't said anything. Adrien looked at Marinette as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat, avoiding his eyes. Adrien thought about it for a moment, there must be some loophole because this wasn't a coincidence. There had been a small passage, and he hadn't paid it any attention. It stated very clearly, that the words only appear the exact minute you turn 15. He barely read it, as the information was not what he wanted. But he had his lady, and his lady had him. But because she refused to say anything last night, probably in shock over her words, and how they revealed her identity, that she refused to say anything, only to say something the next day to Adrien, who was Chat. It struck him that this was all so funny. He burst out laughing. She jumped and turned to him surprised. He was now howling with laughter barely able to get his breath back, leaning on her desk as if he would fall over,

"Adrien?" She looked at him quizzically. He looked at her, and grinned, "My Lady, it seems to me the cat is out of the bag and soon will be amongst the pigeons." His grin fathered, he hadn't meant for that to slip out, he wondered what she would do. She blinked. Twice. Thrice. She then let her head land on the desk with a solid thud. Adrien just stood there grinning like an idiot, his soulmate was his Ladybug, and nothing was going to pull him down from cloud 9. When the rest of their class entered, the two of them were sitting in their usual seats, Marinette hunched over and muttering 'you have to be kidding' over and over again while Adrien just sat there with an abnormally satisfied smirk on his face, finding it fun that she had lost it so much. No one noticed the two kept exchanging glances throughout class.

But they noticed how much time Adrien spent with Marinette now and how she stopped stuttering around him…kind of.

Hey people!
Thank you for your lovely reviews, favourites and follows! They really were pushing for me to get back in the saddle and write some more! I appreciate it!
I wrote this chapter more because I thought it would be interesting to put more background not only into the laws of France on the 'soul words thing' but also on the soul words themselves. Plus I like to experiment and write from others view points and I always favour Marinette so I'm used to writing her. To try and keep it simple, I followed the first chapter, plus it's Adrien, he deserves his own chapter! He is too precious!
Thank you again for the comments

To Foxwaffles, thank you so much for your comment, I really love it, it's so nice to hear that.

To the guest, I will say I'm working on it, as I do kind of ship them, but I kind of don't really ship Chloe with anyone, it's just a little too hard, because, she just is not a…nice person yet. We do know she will have an arc in the show at some point, but I can't see her changing her behaviour just because she likes someone. She is supposed to like her bestie, Sabrina, and still treats her badly. Plus, I don't know what to make of her relation with Adrien. It seems…so much she doesn't love him, like she claims. So, I think, in a way, I'll have to make it a two shot, kind of like here with Adrien. It will take a little while, I'm working on it.

To Kmbrun, first of all, cool name, second thank you, and it's fine, I'm sure you'll think of one.

MouthyYellow
Thank you. I thought that if there was anything she would do, it would be that. Her gentleman, and lively Adrien, was the cat that sprouted puns and fought along side her. Seemed too good of a chance to waste a 'hit the desk because this is so idiotic and he said another pun, should I blush, or eye roll, neither, I'm hiding my face on the desk'.
That is literally what ran through my head for poor Mari when she realises the whole thing. And that she revealed her identity, Adrien won't leave her alone. But that also means Cat wouldn't leave her alone either.

Thank you all for reading!

So a vote tally so far on ships to happen is.

1 for Chloe and Nathaniel

None for any others.
Thinking of doing a copycat episode, take, with Theo, trying to see if he is LB soulmate. And yeah, but that's a maybe. Tell me what you guys think, and I'll go from there.
See you next time!