It was, once again, very funny to write overdramatic Adrien again :D
Just, who doesn't ship our sunshine with food? xD
Thank you, Chat_Coccinelle on Ao3, for the prompt suggestion!
"We can't keep this up forever.", Adrien sniffled, rolling his head to the side to rest his cheek on the table instead of his chin. His gaze was firmly fixed on the cookie in front of him, sitting on the table, "I don't know, I think you're just getting too old for me…"
He sighed, briefly glancing to the side to sigh as he eyed the shelf in which Mari kept their sweets supplies. He had to say goodbye to chocolate chip cookies, he knew that. He had to say goodbye in favor for the waiting cinnamon cookies.
Marinette had forbidden him to open more than one package so they wouldn't have open packages laying around everywhere and even if this rule was cruel, he could understand why she had made it.
He wanted to eat the cinnamon cookies, yes. But he didn't want to lose the chocolate chip for that.
"I just-… I know I have to sacrifice you…", he groaned, turning back to the cookie, "You know that, too. It's for the best for us both."
The cookie remained still and Adrien could feel its disappointment radiating from it.
"I know, I know…", he replied, "I'm weak. You don't like weak people. I know."
The cookie laid tauntingly motionless on the plate, scolding him.
Adrien groaned another time, leaning back and throwing his arms into the air.
"Wat do you want of me? What should I do, huh? Just eat you and then move on to the next? No, I won't just move on! You'll always be in my memories, you know that!", a little crumb fell from the cookie as he slammed his hands on the table. Immediately, he became careful, gasping, "Oh god, I'm so sorry! I-… I didn't mean to upset you… It's just-… I miss you but I really think that if I wait any longer, you won't taste as well as you have when you were younger…"
The reproachful silence of the cookie made him duck his head.
"I'm sorry…", he finally mumbled, his gaze downcast, "It's just the truth…"
After a long moment of silence, he squared his shoulders, straightening up.
"I have to eat you. And I will eat you with the dignity and honor you deserve. You've been a good recruit and you've held out for me to overcome my weakness. Thank you so much for helping me shape my personality."
The cookie remained silent as he picked it up, taking the first bite. Tears began welling up in his eyes as the cookie, bite for bite, vanished in his mouth.
"It's lonely here without you.", he choked out, nodding as he swallowed the last crumbs, "But you were brave."
A giggle from the doorframe startled him and as he looked up he saw Marinette leaning there, her phone held up to record him.
"… H-How long have you been there?", he asked, fearing the worst.
"From the beginning.", she cackled, tapping on her phone to end the recording, "Alya's gonna laugh her butt off. This is so going on the internet."
He whined but she turned, already running away as he got up.
"Princess, noooo!"