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No Miraculous AU

You're on the phone with your girlfriend

She's upset

She's going off about something that you said

'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in my room

It's a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

Adrien sighed and picked at a loose thread on his coverlet. On the other side of the phone Chloé was going off about something or other- again. He didn't know why he was even with her anymore. At first it had seemed a pretty reasonable idea to date her; their parents got along well and had major business connections with each other. They had been childhood friends- no one understood the pain of losing his mom quite as well as Chloé did. Not to mention that his father expected it. And he had wanted to please him any way he could.

But now he wasn't so sure.

"Are you even listening to me?" Chloé demanded, her voice shrieking through the phone speakers.

"Yes, Chlo." Adrien said, rolling his eyes up to look at his ceiling in exasperation.

"I just don't understand why you have to make jokes like that. They aren't funny. And to think, -"

Adrien tuned her out again as he had been doing often now. It pained him to be so cold(?) to his girlfriend, but he just couldn't take her abrasive attitude anymore. He didn't like the way she was treating people, especially his best friend Marinette.

Adrien sighed inwardly at that thought. Ever since he and Chloé had gotten together a few months ago Mari had been pretty distant, and he couldn't blame her for that. But he really missed hanging out with her, especially at times like these. She always laughed at his jokes, even when they were terrible.

His gaze slid over to his desk where a framed photo of him and Marinette sat proudly front and center. He had to hide it when Chloé came over after the first time she had seen it and tried to chuck it out the window. It was taken after one of his first fencing tournaments, with him proudly holding up a blue first place medal and Mari with one arm thrown in the air and the other slung around his neck. He had had to bend over a few feet so she could reach, but he had been so happy he hadn't cared.

He never felt like that with Chloé.

He looked out his window at Marinette's facing his across the yard. Her curtains were open, allowing the sun to stream in. He couldn't see her from here, but he knew she was probably strewn out on her loft bed, music playing and pencil flying over paper. He remembered the times he used to hang out with her after school, blasting music and just enjoying the last few hours of the day together. It was Tuesday, so she was probably listening to Jagged Stone. He smiled ruefully. He wasn't allowed to listen to anything like that around Chloé; she hated all the music Marinette listened to.

"Hey, Chlo, I really am sorry, ok? But I've got homework, and practice, and I've got to go."

He doesn't wait for her shrieking response before he pulls the phone away from his ear and hangs up.

And she'll never know your story like I do'

But she wears short skirts

I wear T-shirts

She's cheer captain

And I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day when you wake up

Adrien walked out onto the field with the rest of players for practice, the sun bright in the sky.

Off on the sidelines the cheerleaders- including Chloé- were running through and practicing for the big game coming up on Friday, just like the football team was. He waved at Chloé who had immediately stopped what she was doing to send him a flirty look, cocking her hip to show even more thigh than her skirt already did.

Adrien tried not to cringe and looked towards the bleachers where Marinette usually sat and worked in her sketchbook while he had practice. She waved happily at him, and he waved back. After dating Chloé, Adrien grew to appreciate Marinette's modest style of clothing. Like today she was wearing jeans and a superhero t-shirt underneath her usual grey blazer.

"Agreste!" His coach yelled, forcing him to turn back to the field. "Line up!"

Marinette sighed and set her chin in the palm of her hand, watching Adrien dreamily. He's so handsome, she thought.

She had to be careful to sit far away from the field otherwise Chloé was likely to start trouble. The thought of Chloé pulled a sour look from the bluenette. She knew all the reasons Adrien had convinced himself of for dating her, but she still couldn't wrap her mind around it. Adrien was so pure, and kind, and Chloé was the complete opposite of that. She understood that she had been there for him through his rough childhood, but so had she. Marinette understood there was a certain connection he had with the Mayor's daughter due to her own mother leaving, but that didn't mean she understood his pain. If anything, Marinette thought it made her understand less. She was always going about how they had both lost their mothers, but Chloé's mom was still alive. The yearning she must have somewhere deep down for her mother was completely different from Adrien's.

Marinette was distracted by Chloé's sudden yell.

"Whoo! Go Adrikins!"

Marinette rolled her eyes as the blonde made a fool of herself trying to get Adrien's attention.

Shaking her head, she went back to her sketches and waited for his practice to end so they could go get ice cream.

Walkin' the streets with you and your worn-out jeans

I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be

Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself

Hey isn't this easy

Adrien threw his head back and laughed. Marinette glared up at him half-heartedly as she wiped ice cream off her nose.

"Here, let's sit down. Maybe then you won't make such a mess." He said with a large smile.

Adrien led them over to a little red, metal bench and handed her more napkins.

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town

I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down

You say your fine

I know you better then that

Find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you can see that I'm the one who understands you

Been here all along so why can't you see

You belong with me

Marinette can't help but to soften her frown at Adrien's smile. She had missed that smile, the one that made the sun jealous for it's brightness. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen it, but she knew it had disappeared because of stupid Chloé.

Looking at her worn jeans and trying to wipe off the ice cream she had spilled on them, she asked,

"So, how's everything going?"

She heard him shift next to her but didn't meet his eyes. She already knew what he would say; it was the same response he'd given for the past few months.

"Fine. Everything's going pretty well, you know?"

Marinette nodded like she agreed, even though she knew he was still lying. She'd known him since, like, third grade. She knew the way his voice would strain when he lied.

She looked around all the people passing by on the sidewalk and frowned at the few couples she saw. They all looked happy.

She chanced a look out the corner of her eye at Adrien and could see the droop to his eyes.

She wished he would actually open his eyes and just look at her for once. Actually look at her, because she could do so much better than Chloé. She didn't deserve this, this… Sunshine boy basically made of angel's tears. Chloé was rotten and didn't even notice that she was spoiling him, too.

And yet, Marinette had been there the whole time. She was always there for him.

Standing by and waiting at your back door

All this time how could you not know

Baby, you belong with me

There was a knock at his door and Adrien hurried over to open the door.

"Hey, Mari!" He greeted with a smile as he stepped aside so she could come in.

"I brought contraband," she whispered, showing off her bag with goods from her parents' bakery down the street.

"Yes!" Adrien quietly cheered as they hurried to his room before his father could find out about the sweets.

He let Marinette go up the stairs first and allowed a slight frown to cross his face once her back was to him. It wasn't right, that he felt like this whenever Marinette came over. He never felt this happy or excited when Chloé surprised him at his house.

Oh, I remember you drivin' to my house in the middle of the night

I'm the one who makes you laugh

When you know you're about to cry

And you tell me about your dreams

I think I know where you belong

I think I know it's with me

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you

Been here all along so why can't you see

You belong with me

Marinette groaned as her phone started ringing, the screen lighting up her dark room. She rolled over and looked at the time first before answering.

"Adrien, it's one in the morning." She moaned as she rolled back over, the phone trapped between her ear and the pillow.

"I know," he said quietly. She could tell he was upset by the way his voice was cracking. Marinette was immediately awake and sitting up. "Adrien? Are you ok? What's wrong?"

He sniffed before replying. "It's just- It's Chloé." He paused for a moment. "Can I come over?"

She cast a worried glance at her bedroom door before telling him to be quiet and meet her at her backdoor.

Once she had managed to sneak him upstairs into her room, they settled on her loft bed.

"So, what happened now?"

He shook his head. "I don't really want to talk about it. I know I have to do something soon, before I lose my mind, but right now I really just need a good laugh."

Marinette smiled for his sake. "Well then you've come to the right spot, Mon Chatton." She teased, using the nickname from when they were kids.

They spent the next few hours sharing funny memories from their childhood years, swapping cat puns back and forth.

At some point Adrien flopped back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling as he talked.

"I just can't wait to get out of here, you know? I love my dad, but he just…" Marinette nodded and he let the thought fall dead there. "I'm going to do something good for the world."

"You will." Marinette agreed, laying down next to him.

"I'm going to finally find a place to belong, and everything will be perfect."

Marinette turned her head to look at his profile, a sad smile on her face.

"I don't know, I think you fit pretty well right here."

Her eyes grew wide as she realized what she had said. She quickly looked away, a hand over her mouth before she could say more stupid crap. It was silent for a long while.

"Yeah?"

She dared to look back at him, and felt her lungs seize up at the look on his face. Could- could that possibly be love? Dear God, she hoped so.

She swallowed thickly and nodded.

"Have you ever thought just maybe… You belong with me?"

You belong with me.