A/N: Long time no see lads! Hope you all had a good and safe Christmas and New Years! I still have plenty of drabbles and oneshots to edit and post but they're all Kiss AU and Dark Adrien AU related- I'd have to write an opening oneshot to introduce the AUs before posting them cos links sometimes don't work and I don't want you readers to get confused. So, I fished through discord and tried to find as many drabbles that I have written as possible (I'm sure I've missed out quite a lot cos discord wouldn't let me go past 200 pages of messages in my history :/)

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this drabble piece! It doesn't have much dialogue and it's a lot deeper than my other stuff but if you like angst with a sweet ending, you'll probably like this :)

"I want to be together with you in the future, however short our time may be,
So I'll shout out
'Remember this day someday in the future,
whoever we are then...'"

アスノヨゾラ哨戒班 (Night Sky Patrol Of Tomorrow) - Orangestar - Covered by InvaderT

Pairing - Adrinette

Prompt - Fingertip kiss

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She always thought that she knew everything when it came to her beloved Chaton. From his monstrous appetite for the Dupain-Cheng goodies, his passionate opinions and debates about anime, to his pure selflessness and love when it came to her and the bittersweet loneliness that hid behind the twinkle within his emerald eyes.

However, Marinette has been wrong before and she certainly was proven so again as soon as an abrupt reveal took place, shaking up her entire world.

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A horrific summer storm, battering every surface with rain and puddles. A vicious Akuma, tearing through the city without remorse and blinded with rage. The two of them versus le Papillon's latest victim, bandalore and baton ready to battle. Ladybug and Chat Noir, with a mission to save their home for the umpteenth time and to get to school before the morning bell rings.

However, neither of them were expecting it all to go wrong.

Oh so dreadfully wrong.

His urgent shout of her name and his desperate footsteps sprinting towards her.

A sharp, agonising pain ripping through her waist by the enemy's weapon.

The atrocious, heavy smell of iron and liquid fire tearing out of her throat.

And then...

Black.

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When she finally came to and escaped the abyss of unconsciousness, the first thing she noticed was the feel of strong, sturdy arms pressing her face into a heaving chest. Long, lithe fingers tangled up within her raven locks as reassuring, sweet kisses were peppered upon her head. The familiarity of the warmth and touch was what she registered next, easily recognising that she was encased within Noir's safe hold.

However, when her eyes finally fluttered open to reveal dazed blues, she wasn't met with the sight of his signature catsuit; instead, he was geared up in red and black. His hair empty of its faux ears and his eyes...human green eyes...were pooled with tears that cascaded down the polka-dotted mask and his cheeks.

What finally snapped her out of her befuddlement was the moment that his lips went from its tight, pained grimace to the syllables of her name...

Her real name. .

Since that incident hours ago, Adrien refused to let her go. He threw all logical thoughts and careful thinking outside the window, making sure they were in some sort of physical contact throughout the whole time. From detransforming in front of her whilst she remained shocked in his arms(no thanks to Plagg encouraging him and giving a sharp look at her when she tried to stop him) to holding her hand all day at school, fingers firmly entwined (Nino was temporarily booted from his usual seat but he didn't complain as he got to sit by Alya).

She was apprehensive about everything at first; the sudden identity reveals, the clinginess that she would have only described his alter-ego with and the lack of personal space or boundaries.

Though, after she mentally put herself in his shoes, she began to understand and then worry about him. Marinette knew she absolutely would have lost her sanity and sobbed like no tomorrow against his chest had she had to witness him be skewered to death. Adrien, on the other hand, was pretty much bottling up all his pain, his grief and misery.

The only way he was trying to salvage his poor, shattered heart and wrecked mind were from the bare touch of her skin upon his. The friction of his calloused, piano fingers tangling up with her pinpricked, slim pair, the regular strokes of his thumb against the pulse within her wrist and the silent inhale of her hair whenever he brings her closer to him.

Her Chaton was hurting so deeply, so excruciatingly and so quietly- Marinette felt her heart squeeze like a vice and then crumble into smithereens.

Adrien was used to suffering alone.

And silently too.

Was he able to mourn for his own mother when she disappeared? Was he mourning for her all along whilst keeping on a façade in front of everyone else?

Is he...

'Is he mourning for me right now...?'

Marinette couldn't handle it anymore.

He didn't get a chance to step out of the school's building, halted by the tug of their woven hands and lifeless greens starting to twinkle with tears he's been trying to hold back all day. Adrien's lips parted, rosy from all the anxious biting and his brows furrowed. The crowd of students that exited the hall were left on blind eyes because as far as the duo were concerned, it was only them in this world.

Him and her against the world.

Adrien attempted to smile, a small twitch of his lips but even he was far too exhausted and drained to reassure his Lady that everything was fine. There was no point in beating a dead horse.

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Suddenly, Marinette brought his hand against her chest, eyeing her surprised partner with raw determination and unconditional love. Her intense, sky blues never wavered as he automatically grew closer towards her, his head leaning down whilst hers leaned up to meet his vulnerable greens.

'I'm okay. I'm here. I love you. I'm here. It will all be okay. I love you so much, Adrien. I'm okay. You're okay. We're okay. I love you, mon Chaton.' Were the many things that Dupain-Cheng wanted to say, wanted to spill. Yet her lips uttered something else.

"I'm alive. Can't you feel it beating? It meansI'm alive." She pressed his hand harder against her heart, her own hand cupping his as she laced their fingers from behind. "And it's thanks to you. Yousaved me, as always, mon Minou." From every word she rasped out, she became more and more breathless, overwhelmed from the emotions that took over her body and the passionate gaze that Adrien wore.

"So...So don't worry anymore. I'm not going to leave you, ever." She finalised, giving a small nod and holding her breath, hoping he would read in between the lines. She felt the tips of her cheeks and ears flush with heat, no doubt pinkening from the indirect confession and the admiration that shone in the emerald eyes she fell in love with twice.

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Before she knew it, Adrien gently cupped both of Marinette's hands and brought them towards him, just a single breath away from his lips. He eyed her intently, graciously and lovingly before allowing his mouth to gently brush the tips of her fingers, taking special care and time to pucker his lips against every single digit. The trail of warmth and softness tickled her, sending goosebumps down her skin and weakening her knees.

He never broke eye contact, relishing the way the heat rose to his cheeks and also, the way the heat rose to hers. A beautiful bloom of sakura upon those soft, soft cheeks, tempting his lips to have a taste and then drag itself to her inviting, kissable (and even pinker) lips.

"A-A-Adrien?" Marinette whispered out before she could comprehend his actions, cheeks as rouge as her alter-ego's suit. "What was...what was that for?" It was taking everything for her to not buckle on the spot, knees wobbling and heart ricocheting within her ribcage.

The boy didn't answer at first, only smiling with a strange but warm and familiar emotion that she couldn't put her finger on. A feeling that made her heart soar and replace her blood with sugar and honey.

"...Can you feel mine beating too?" His murmur was so quiet, it was almost a whisper. He once again entwined his fingers with hers, pushing the appendages against his chest, lips upturning for the first time at the awe written on his lover's face from the feel of his pounding heart. He used his free hand to rest on her waist and then brought her closer to him till there was not even air between their bodies.

Marinette couldn't help but wordlessly gasp and then close her eyes as his face loomed closer, unconsciously parting and pursing her lips, unintentionally weakening the boy's will to stay strong.

She shuddered at the feel of his warm, minty breath hitting her sensitive flesh. She craved for more heat and touch as he squeezed her hip and dug his fingers in. Their breaths were now intermingled. Their noses gently knocking into one another.

Her eyes screwed tightly shut at the tickle of velvet and silk against her wanting lips...

Instead, she was met with his forehead against hers, his lips retreating, causing her to snap her eyes open and peer into his barely open eyes.

"...Adrien?" Marinette's voice was no more than a breath, unable to go any louder as to not break the spell. This time, she couldn't hold back her shudder as he lifted a thumb against her lips and traced the seams of the sweet flesh, treating it as if it was the forbidden fruit he was not allowed to have. She was about to say something again, anything.

She didn't expect to be pulled into another embrace, his face hiding in her hair as a watery exhale left his throat, lips wobbling against the nape of her neck.

"Don't...don't do that to me ever again...please..." She felt more than heard his pleas, his tears already drenching her collar and his fingers clawing into the fabric of her clothes. Mari exhaled softly, allowing herself to dig her fingers through his tresses and nodded once more.

"Okay."

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A/N: Ay. Did not expect to stay up till 6am to finish this.