Heyoo my beans!

Didya miss me?

I definitely missed you guys!

I love christmas but like, where I work we play non stop christmas songs and I can never get them out of my head.

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Ab: Who ever said that was an ending?

Birdie: Only one single tear? Personally I thought my writing was way more moving than that. Lol

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Without further ado, I bring to you, 'Selfish'

Selfish: devoted to or caring only for oneself; concerned primarily with one's own interests, benefits, welfare, etc., regardless of others.

Adrien's POV

Tonight's the night.

It kills me to know that she'll be with someone else. I swallow my selfish need to have her to myself and walk into the apartment.

I'd just rushed home from a late stay at lycée. I had to help a few students with questions.

When I get the door open I see steam coming from the bathroom door.

"Adrien?" My princess hollars from inside.

"Yeah?" I ask as I set down my things.

"Can you come here a sec?" My face flushes. Go in there, a steamy bathroom, with a possibly naked and beautiful woman? My hands twitch at my side.

"W-What do you need, M'lady?"

"I can't get this zipper." She groans. I sigh in relief and head towards the bathroom. I'm quickly pulled inside.

Marinette wears a pretty red mid length sleeve spin dress with black pinstriping along the seam, gray leggings, and fluffy black socks. Her hair is pulled back into a tight ballet bun.

What happened to the lazy day sweatpants and sweatshirt and messy braid? What happened to the pencil smudges on the sides of her hands from drawing so much? What happened to the flour covered marinette I used to come home to after she had a shift at the bakery? What happened to the clumsy Marinette?

What happened to my best friend?

Why is she hiding behind dresses fancy hair, and makeup?

My heart skips a beat when my fingers brush against her lower back and she shivers. It feels like an eternity that I'm helping her, when in reality within seconds It's over and she turns to the mirror to start applying makeup.

"Why do you wear that?" I ask rhetorically. Marinette looks up at me with confusion flooding her face.

"I–"

"You're beautiful just the way you are."

She sets down the foundation and weakly smiles back at me. "Thank you, Minou, but I want to look my best."

Jealousy takes over for a moment. "If he doesn't agree with me then he's not worth it." I huff in frustration before leaving the room.

When she's ready to leave she slips on her heeled boots and her winter jacket before starting out the door.

I snatch her wrist and pull her into a hug.

"I love you, don't go. Stay with me, M'lady, You're my whole world. Don't go. Don't fall for him. Don't get married to him and have three kids name Louis, Hugo, and Emma, and adopt a pet hamster. He'll never love you they way I do."

Is what I would have said if I had any confidence at all.

Instead I said.

"Have fun, Okay?"

"I will." She mumbles and then she's gone.

I lean up against the door letting out my frustration in a series of curses and groans.

I watch plagg walk up to the door and scratch against the wood. I scoop him up in my arms and walk to my room. I close the door and set Plagg down on the bed before plopping down next to him.

"What do I do buddy?"

I reach out to pet plagg but he nips my finger and glares at me. He hops down from the bed and slips out through the cat door. I flop back onto my bed listening to my cat's yowling and scratching at the front door.

"I want her back too buddy…"

I turn to my phone and dial Nino's number.

"Hey man, what's up?" Nino asks.

"You wanna head out to that new bar downtown? I need a drink."

Marinette's POV

When I make it to the cafe near Philippe's ice rink, Luka waits beside a small table holding a beautiful red rose.

I walk up to him and he kisses my cheek, lingering for a moment.

"Hello, Luka." I smile warmly.

"Good evening Marinette." He politely pulls out my chair.

"How are you?"

And so starts the date.

We talk about light hearted topics and I'm struck with how sweet he really is. He gets me to laugh and we have no trouble finding things in common.

Only something just doesn't feel right.

I end up finding myself bored by the time we ask for a check. The fact that we agree on all of our likes and dislikes makes things awkward and uneventful.

Adrien and I always have something we can debate about, stories to share that the other has never experienced before.

Luka agrees with me on everything and that leaves the conversation extremely one sided.

We walk over to the ice rink in silence. Neither of us can seem to find anything to say.

We make it onto the rink and I'm again struck by how gentlemanly he is. Almost to the point where it seems a little over the top…

We skate quietly and the night drags on with nothing but small talk to show for the evening.

I can't help but compare Luka and Adrien over every little thing.

Like how Adrien uses cat puns and is energetic and sometimes a little crazy when it's just me and him, and Luka is mellow and quiet. Or how Luka is allergic to cats and Adrien borderline spoils Plagg with attention. Or how Luka prefers rock music where as Adrien listens to softer melodies that remind him of his mother. Can I also mention that Adrien never would have complimented how beautiful I was in my dress looking all pretty and dolled up.

I remember back to before I left how he asked me why I wore makeup to the date when I looked beautiful without it.

Oh God, am I on a date with the wrong guy?

I'm lost in thought as we stroll through the park when my phone start going off. My face flushes in embarrassment. I make a move to silence my phone when Adrien's caller ID pops up.

I hesitate.

"Marinette?"

"Hmm?"

"You should go to him."

I stare back at him.

"W-What?"

"I've seen the way you look at him. I thought I might have a chance but I can see now that your heart beats to a different tune."

My phone starts to go off again.

"I'm sorry Luka." I reach up to kiss his cheek before taking the call.

Nino's voice fills my ear. "Mari! Thank God!"

"Nino? What's going on? Where's Adrien?"

"Niiiinooo! Why doesn't she love me? Why did the smirf take her away?" Adrien whines in the background.

"Adrien?"

"I'm so sorry Mar! I didn't think he'd drink this much. He keeps asking for you, we're on our way to your place but I'm gonna need you to meet us there and help me calm him down."

"I'm on my way, give me 15 minutes and I'll be there."

When I make it inside Nino jumps up from the couch.

"I'm so glad you're here-"

I give him the look. He visibly shrinks.

"You know he's a light weight Nino!"

"I know, I know… sorry Mar…"

"Maaaaaaarrrrrrriiiiiii!" Adrien whines. I hear a thud in his room.

"Owwwww…"

I hear Nino snicker and I shoot him a glare. He straightens up immediately.

"Go home, I'll deal with you later."

Nino salutes.

"Yes sir!" He responds before scrambling out the door.

I rush to Adrien's side.

" Are you ok, Minou?" I ask, sitting him up.

His breath reeks of alcohol.

"Princess! You're home! I thought you left me again!" He hollars as he sways from side to side. A pang of guilt hits me..

Adrien's POV

How much alcohol is too much alcohol when you're lonely?

I'm startled when Marinette walks into my room.

Wait why is the room spinning so much? How did I get on the floor?

"Oh, Chaton, what happened?"

What I meant to say was,

I fell in love with a pretty girl who wants to date somebody else.

What I actually said was,

"I fell… Pretty girl… want to… Date…" It sounded right to me but I was very confused when she smiled, or at least I think it was a smile, everything looks a little weird right now.

"Let's get you cleaned up, Chaton." She sighs.

"I'm a cat? I don't think cats like me were meant to drink so much…"

Adrien's POV

I wake up to the pounding of my head mixed with a soft melody.

At first I'm confused because I'm reminded of my mother. It's a song in english and It's simple enough for me to understand despite my minimal knowledge of english.

I believe it's called 'You are my Sunshine.'

It's a soft and sweet song until you realize the deeper meaning behind it. Her sunshine left and broke her heart.

I blink open my eyes and look around the dark living room. A bucket rests next to me beside the couch.

Am I sick?

The last thing I remember was hanging out with nino at the bar… Oh shit, I'm hungover...

I mentally scold myself. I slowly realize Mari is sitting upright on the floor with her head laying on the couch, staring at our entwined fingers.

I squeeze her hand

"Mari?" I mumble.

She gasps and stares up at me. I turn to sit up and she lets go of my hand.

I instantly miss the simple touch.

I watch her move closer to me and grab a mug.

"Here, drink this. Maman swears this tea works miracles on hangovers." She mumbles.

I gladly sit up and take the warm mug. Marinette sits next to me and rests her head on my shoulder.

"Why, Adrien?"

I hum in question as I sip the strong tea.

"Why did you let me go if you knew it would upset you? Why didn't you tell me you didn't want me to go?" She mumbles as tears begin to fall down her cheeks.

I set the tea down and pull my best friend into a hug.

"I-I thought you would be happy. I want you to be happy..." Because I love you.

"I'm happy when I'm with you." She states simply.

My eyes widen and I'm shocked by all the things she could have possibly meant by that statement.

"I take it the date didn't go so well?" I scold myself for hoping it didn't.

"It was fine. Luka was really sweet."

"But?"

"H-He wasn't..."

Wasn't what?

"He just wasn't you I guess."

Me?

"I don't understand..."

Marinette's POV

"He doesn't know me like you do. He doesn't make me laugh like you do. He never debated crazy anime fan theories, or talked about comics, or his students, or enthuse about cat puns and physics like you do. I never realized it before but I just want you, I love you."

Was what I should have said.

What I said was.

"I don't know. It just didn't work out." Because he's not you.