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Marinette slowly opened her eyes.
She smiled to herself at the warmness she felt. She took in a deep breath as she stretched her body on the comfortable pillow. Marinette hasn't felt this relaxed in so long. She closed her eyes and prepared to let out a sigh until something stirred underneath her. She froze.
Memories of the previous night flooded her head. Everything Adrien said from opening up to her to confessing that he doesn't love her anymore to the unhappiness she felt by it. The way her heart ached unreasonably, the pain she felt in her body, the tears that pricked at the corner of her eyes while she tried her best to shut them hard to prevent them from spilling. Memories of how she pretended to be asleep so she wouldn't be hurt anymore until she actually passed out.
Apparently, she unconsciously snuggled up to her soon ex-husband who wanted nothing to do to her anymore.
She felt like the she was in the safest place she could ever be in. His arms. Her head on his chest while she listened carefully to his heartbeats and tried to mimic his breathing until she nearly choked.
She smiled more to herself as she wished she could spend one more day like this to feel at ease.
Marinette tried her best to memorize the softness of his hold and the feel of his arm around her waist because soon she wouldn't know if she would even see his face or hear his voice ever again.
Pretending to be asleep, Marinette laid down peacefully, treasuring her last moments with her sleeping husband.
Unbeknownst to her, Adrien was not sleeping.
He was having an internal everlasting fight.
The feel of Marinette's hair and the sound of her easy-going breathes and sighs were chasing him and eating him alive with the thought that he would never get this again.
While the memories of the divorcement papers, her doubts, her lies, and her date with Luka. All these things were pulling him and forcing him to believe that leaving her would be the best for both of them.
He sighed reflexively and moved his head to the side as he started smoothing Marinette's hair only to feel her tense under his touch.
Adrien realized that his wife was too, awake.
It was that moment when Adrien wondered to himself if dying from embarrassment was only a figure of speech or a bugging reality.
Marinette lifted her head steadily not daring to look at Adrien.
He cleared his throat nervously and looked down when Marinette dared to glance at him.
"I-im sorry" She whispered.
"There is nothing to be sorry for," Adrien assured her almost too quickly.
She silently raised the soft blanket and climbed off her husband to the floor beneath her.
Still not looking at him as she ignored the way her heart was fluttering in her chest. "I'm going to go down, follow me when you want." She said.
Avoiding to show him the blush that crept on her face. She sprinted out of the room.
Adrien heard her trip, fall, and pick herself up after muttering a curse word.
He chuckled at her nature and shook his head while he wondered what on earth just happened.
True that they haven't slept next to each other in so-long-that-he-lost-count. But this was just so awkward.
He barely saw Marinette in the future life. They barely talked. Mostly fought. They did not touch each other in any way. Feeling Marinette's soft skin on his was enough to make him ache for so much more.
Looking around the room, a bright polka-dotted box grabbed his attention. It was open. He recognized it as Marinette's old diary. It was the same book she had read from yesterday while he was staring into nowhere.
The box was open.
And Adrien found himself opening the book,
Dear diary…
Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she stumbled into the kitchen to find her mom awake preparing breakfast.
Marinette smiled softly to the memories of the days where she would wake up peacefully and have her delicious breakfast ready, her mom would kiss her forehead as good morning and they would talk about everything and nothing if Marinette wasn't late.
And of course, it was one of these days. Marinette wasn't in her house, she didn't need to wake up to eat on a lonely table. She didn't have to wake up and fight with her husband.
After her good morning kiss, Sabine asked.
"Care to tell me why Adrien wasn't sleeping in the guest room last night."
Her daughter blushed instantly, "We fell asleep by mistake. We fought anyway."
"Oh?" Sabine gave her a knowing smile and chuckled slightly.
"Yes, mom nothing happened. No stop laughing!"
Sabine laughed at Marinette's flustered face. She was grateful Marinette had a friend like Adrien. Her daughter was growing up to a beautiful woman.
"Okay, I believe you. I was messing with you." Marinette sighed at her mom's statement.
Sabine added. "But don't repeat it."
Marinette looked at her breakfast with a hopeless expression, "yeah" she said. "Never happening again don't worry."
This got Sabine's attention, Marinette mentioned they fought the other night.
It was when Marinette sighed another time and picked at her food again when her mother decided to press on the subject.
"Marinette, sweetheart, are you okay?" she asked as she brushed her daughter's bangs from her face.
"Did something bad happen between you and Adrien?"
Marinette never told her parents about her situation with Adrien. Both of them were so happy that she got to be with the man of her dreams forever, they loved Adrien, and are constantly asking the couple about their first baby.
The truth was that there was never going to be a baby and Marinette didn't know how to break it to them that she and Adrien were separating. She didn't want them to be disappointed in her.
"Maman" she started. "Have you ever fought with dad and you almost stopped being together."
Sabine's face softened at Marinette's question. Her baby was indeed growing up. "Yes dear, we have passed through a lot of fights."
"Really? Why did you stay together?" her voice cracked.
It took Sabine a moment to answer. "I knew your father was the one. I wasn't going to find a man perfect for me other than him. I stayed with him through ups and downs. I love him."
The young woman sighed again. "Have you ever felt like you don't love him?"
"Many times"
"Then why didn't you leave."
"Marinette, a relationship isn't only about love."
Her daughter eyed her to continue.
"It's about companionship, family, growing together, friendship and so much more. Your father is my best friend. He knows me more than anyone else and respects me. He knows how to make me happy. He knows what to say and when to. No one would know me on such a deep level, I don't think anyone would be able to"
Marinette smiled. No one would know her as Adrien does.
"Your father makes me angry. Sometimes I can't stand him." Sabine stated.
"So what do you do in that case?" Marinette inquired.
"That's the important thing. I tell him. I tell him everything I'm feeling. I'm honest with him and expect him to be honest back."
"And…" she tried. " What if he wouldn't listen? Or wouldn't tell you about his part."
"I make him listen. I keep on telling him until he listens and I don't give up. As soon as it becomes necessary to deal with emotions, only words will suit."
Her daughter hummed in return. She zoned out thinking about something.
Her mother was right. Adrien and she never talk, they never listen to each other, and all they do is fight
Sabine then added. "And in the end."
"Yeah?" Marinette immediately enquired
"I forgive him. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because I've always believed that if you forgive someone, even if the broken memories can be healed but entirely fixed. These fragments of time can always turn the bitter past into a hopeful future." Sabine finished.
"Wow. Since when did you get so wise?" Marinette breathed out after a moment of grasping in everything her mom said.
Sabine laughed and scoffed. "Since forever. It mostly happens when I talk about your papa." Then added. "I hope you fix your problem with Adrien."
Marinette sighed dreamily this time while putting a whole strawberry into her mouth. "Yeah, I hope so too."
"Wait how did you know I was talking about Adrien?!"
Sabine just winked.
He walked next to her in comfortable silence. It was obvious that she was thinking about something else that she didn't realize how quiet she has been.
Adrien was trying her best to stay calm after reading her diary. He felt disappointed in himself.
That book included everything Marinette had wanted. A life with him.
She wanted a happy marriage.
Kids. She even named them. Emma, Louis, and Hugo.
She wanted love, warmth, and morning kisses.
He gave her none of that.
He gave her misery, coldness, and constant fights.
He felt disappointed in himself. Adrien thought that, for once, he was enough for someone.
That he could be her person and give her the world.
He thought he would never mess up things between them.
But oh how wrong he was.
"I'm sorry I couldn't give you what you've always wanted" words rolled out of his mouth without him realizing it.
That took Marinette's attention as she instantly turned her head to look at him.
"I'm sorry?" she said, confused.
His anxiety started to kick in and he found himself breathing quickly, "I read your diary this morning."
His wife frowned but said nothing so he took it as a chance to continue.
"I read about your dream life with me. I realized I couldn't give you what you wanted. I couldn't give you a family, or kids, or happiness, or love. I ruined our marriage and everything between us."
Marinette was taken by surprise at his abrupt confession. She didn't care anymore if he opened that diary without her permission, and for once she realized how silly that permission excuse was to start a fight.
She gave him a sad smile as she took his shaking hand in hers. "You didn't ruin our marriage. Both of us did. Stop blaming yourself. You also made me feel happy and loved for a long time. Don't forget that."
He looked at their hands, silently wishing she would say something like 'let's get try to make things work' and they would walk to school holding hands like nothing ever happened. But instead, he nodded, apologized again, and retract her hand to her pocket.
After a moment that felt like centuries. Marinette said, "don't be hard on yourself, kitty."
Kitty.
Kitty.
Kitty.
His heart almost stopped beating.
She probably didn't realize that she used his nickname because she easily continued talking.
"I believe that when you lose something, you will get rewarded in return with something else. Nothing is perfect, so you can't have everything at once. I'm sure now that I'm leaving your heart someone else will come and fill up my space."
I don't want anyone else
"Trust me it's a matter on time."
I don't want time.
"You will be happy, Adrien. I promise."
Not without you.
"Life will never leave you alone. It always has its surprises."
Don't go.
"I know things may seem complicated and almost impossible to go through now." she smiled. "Someone once told me that the greatest gift of life is life itself."
No, you're the gift. You're my life.
"I'm sure you'll realize that one day."
She finished her last sentence just as they arrived at the school gates. He stared at her with a frown and she stared back with her smile.
At that moment Adrien realized that he was utterly fucked.
He thought that he wanted to leave his wife.
However, all he wanted to do was kiss her.
And that's what he was going to do that instant.
But Chloe's shout was faster than him. "Adrikinsssss"
And that was how Chloe was useful and saved him from embarrassing and exposing himself.
Adrien gave Marinette a smile back and turned to talk to his best friend.
"Hey, Chlo." He waved at the blonde.
The mayor's daughter hugged him and kissed him on his cheek. "Are you coming to my party tomorrow? I already convinced Gabriel."
He winced at the mention of that name.
"sure." He said. "can Marinette come too."
Chloe laughed. "of course not. People like her cant attend my parties."
"cmon Chlo. Marinette's my friend" he made sure to focus on the word friend. "she can even get her boyfriend. You know the one who plays guitar."
"uhh. You mean that guy who wears clothes from a dumpster."
"that's rude," Marinette said. "Luka is a nice guy."
"I remember him." Chloe blushed. "he's not that bad looking. Just make sure he wears something fancy. He can come." She looked at her nails.
Adrien and Marinette exchanged knowing looks.
"And Marinette?" he asked.
"what about her?"
"Can she come too."
Chloe huffed." whatever. the baker's daughter can come. Just don't try to look pretty." She looked at Marinette from head to toe. "you wouldn't be able to anyway."
Marinette laughed. Chloe was her friend. In the future that is.
She, then, frowned. She didn't remember going to a party at that time. the only time she attended one of Chloe's parties was during animastro. Something must've happened.
The bell rang.
"Cmon. We don't want to be late." The model said, trying hard to get to class to think about his feelings in physics class.
Chloe flipped her ponytail and walked slowly while checking her nails again. "whatever, id rather be late. You can't rush perfection, you know?"
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