Summary:
He didn't remember their first kiss..."I don't remember our first kiss," he said as he gazed into her tearful eyes.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Marinette smiled up at Adrien as he took her empty plate. Her kitchen was small so he barely had to turn and take two steps to reach her skin. As the water ran over the plates, Marinette chewed her bottom lip nervously. She had invited Adrien over to break the news to him, but now that it was time, she felt her resolve crumbling. She thoroughly and completely loved him, but this bomb she held had the potential to shatter him. Again.
Adrien placed the clean dishes into her rack and turned to face her. He frowned at seeing her worried look and immediately dropped to his knees before her. "Bug?" She turned towards him, her delicate hands seeking his stronger ones. As their fingers threaded together, he probed again. "What's wrong?"
Blinked her eyes closed, she licked her lips. "I've not been feeling well lately," she admitted on a soft breath. His grip immediately tightened and her eyes opened slowly to lock with his. "I went to the doctor and she…well, um, I'm pregnant…"
She watched as his eyes darkened and his face hardened. This time her grip tightened. "I want to keep the baby," she continued quickly before she lost him. "But, I'm not going to force you into anything…since, you know…"
A flicker of emotion passed through his eyes. "Is it his?"
Marinette nodded once. Yes. It belonged to Chat Blanc. "But that doesn't make it any less yours, Adrien."
When his father had akumatized him during the final battle, it had been grueling. Days had turned into a week and Marinette was running out of ideas. Blanc had come to her civilian self late one night and she crumbled. She begged for him to come back and confessed that she loved him. All of him. She supposed that her emotions had gotten carried away, because she had never meant to fall into bed with an akuma. Even if it was her kitty. And in the end, it hadn't even cracked his possession. All it became was fodder for Gabriel to taunt Chat with during their fight the next day.
It had taken Ladybug's transformation to fall and Marinette to be within inches of his Cataclysm for the spell to finally break.
And of course, Adrien remembered nothing of that week. He didn't remember their first kiss. Or their first time together. Marinette felt sick that she had even allowed herself to sleep with him in that state. She should have been stronger. Every time Adrien came over he very pointedly would not look towards her bedroom. They had practically danced around the awkward situation. Now, they had to face it head on. Because one small urine dip had confirmed what her late period and rolling stomach had hinted at.
She choked back a sob as she released one of his hands to stroke his cheek. "Talk to me," she begged quietly.
Adrien released her hand and stood. He pressed a kiss to her forehead gently before stroking her hair. "I don't remember our first kiss," he said as he gazed into her tearful eyes. "I don't remember our first time together. But I swear, Marinette, I'm not going to leave you or make you do this alone. I love you and I'll love our baby just as much."
Her smile was crooked as a few tears escaped her eyes. "Thank you…"
Notes:
I might continue more with this particular story line.