This prompt was requested by mermaidsynonymous on tumblr (Synovelle here on Ao3). I had a ton of fun writing this, thank you so much! :D

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CroissAdrien

"I thought we were family!", he whispered, shocked at his girlfriend's betrayal.

Marinette's eyes jumped from him to the side and back, searching why he was so upset.

"Uh-…", her response was muffled, "… What?"

"You just-… You-… I thought we loved each other… And then you-…"

She merely helplessly shrugged as tears began to form in his eyes. His world crumbled and he brought his hands up to grab his shirt, trying to hold on to anything. With a gasp he fell against the doorframe, his expression still shocked and his eyes wide.

"… What?", she dared to ask again and he had to close his eyes at her audacity to-… To-… Fool him like that. The lies shone in her eyes as she continued that she didn't know what was wrong.

Adrien couldn't bear it anymore, he held on to the doorframe but couldn't prevent sliding to the ground onto his knees. He sunk into himself and leant against the doorframe for support.

"You liar…", he whispered, "Just how could you do this to me?"

"What did I do to you?", she groaned but he heard the mischief in her voice, heard the betrayal in her tone. She knew, she knew she would crush his heart with that but she chose to take it anyway.

She chose the way of the dark and left him standing in the light, suffering, crying.

Tears flooded his eyes and her face became blurred in his swimming vision.

"I can't believe-… D-Do you even know how-… How much you hurt me?"

She propped her arms up on her hips, shaking her head.

"No. And now stand up and talk to me. What did I do?"

He weakly lifted a shivering hand, pointing at the remaining half of a croissant in her hand.

"You-… You killed it-… You ate it-… My croissant… The love of my life…"

She shot him a quizzical, unbelieving look (it was vicious, he'd swear to Nino later) and slowly lifted the croissant to her lips again, taking another unholy bite.

"No! No, please, I surrender!", he cried out but Marinette began chewing, causing him to clutch his shirt above his hurting heart.

She swallowed and he felt his will fading, his legs beginning to feel as numb as his mind.

"… Are you serious…?", she finally asked, as if he was joking. He gasped at the comment, actually hurt that she thought of him so lowly. Did she think he would fake something like this?!

"You just took it-… I-… My croissant-… You just took and ate it…"

Marinette took another bite and he yelped at the pain in his heart.

"I beg of you, woman, stop torturing me!"

She merely lifted her eyebrows, chewing this bite down as well.

"Is this a joke? A bet?", she tested him. That must be it. She tested him if he was strong enough.

But he wasn't.

"My-… My croissant-… We loved each other dearly… Our kisses would be so buttery soft… And our children-… Think of our wonderful, wonderful children! How beautiful they would've been!", he sobbed. His traitorous girlfriend merely furrowed her eyebrows.

"Adrien, this is a croissant.", he nodded, "A croissant."

"It's-… Really important to me…", he whispered, sniffling. Her jaw fell and she shook the croissant in his direction, seemingly wanting to make him suffer even more.

"It's a freaking croissant, Adrien!", she stressed and he nodded again. She obviously didn't understand the severity of her actions.

Her unbelieving gaze wandered up and down on him, slumped against the doorframe and desperately holding on to it, tears streaming down his face. Her jaw stayed open and her fist clenched even more around the delicious baked good, crumbles falling to the floor. Every squeeze around the love of his life, every little crumble falling to the floor, felt like a bullet hitting his chest to him.

"I'm a baker's daughter, for crying out loud! I have access to a ton of these! I can even make these!"

He deeply gasped, slapping a hand in front of his mouth and looking at her with a scandalized expression.

"… You're cheating on me!", he finally concluded.

"Unbelievable."