My Dearest Friend Chapter 2

We get to see Marinette's secret scandalous life and Adrien be a protective friend aww but also a peep lol

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Chapter 2

My dearest friend loves an artist

Adrien Agreste felt slightly uncomfortable doing his errands in the small part of town. He was checking in on some of his father's workers in the sweatshop and walking through well dressed is something to be seen. Many people stare at him as he runs his errands.

As Adrien was about to head back to his home he spotted a familiar figure. A small woman with black hair and blue eyes, Marinette. He went to call out to her before he noticed her suspicious nature, she was dressed down from her normal lavish wear only wearing a green dress with her arms covered in a brown shawl and a scarf over her head. She looked around nervously and walked at a fast pace. He knew it wrong but curious and a little concerned he followed her.

She moved through streets till she reached a market area, she walked till she reached a stall. Adrien noticed it was an artist stall, paintings and drawings lined up in the street as a young man sat at an easel and drew. When he noticed Marinette he stood and took her hand kissing her ungloved knuckles.

"Why is she not wearing gloves?" he wondered at the scandalous nature of the scene. This man was not a friend of Marinette's after all. He saw Marinette giggle behind her hand, he couldn't help but notice the way her eyes shone when they met his. The man pulled up a chair and made her sit in front of him, he looked between her and his paper sketching out her features as they talked merrily.

Adrien felt guilty as if he walked into a very private moment between lovers but was still curious enough to push it aside since this could not possibly be a moment between two lovers after all. After many moment Marinette looked at her pocket watch and stood up, the man stood with her and handed her the small paper he had drawn on. Their fingers brushing against one another and parted slowly, the man kissed her knuckles never leaving her eyes. Adrien wondered if they where aware of how passionate their exchange was to onlookers. The artist sat back down as she left, unaware of her stopping and turning back to stare at him before hurrying off again.

Adrien felt very conflicted and surprised. Marinette was in love with a street artist. That much was clear. How long had she kept such a secret? Adrien didn't want to interfere but Marinette, a dear friend, having a secret love as scandalous as thins was surprising and worry some.

Adrien decided to approach the man unsure of what he would say but still determined to understand the situation better. He walked up to the stall, the young man didn't seem so young, he looked as if he was of similar age, he had a small frame and long red hair that almost covered his eyes. He looked very low class compared to the man in front of him.

"Good Morning Sir" He said looking up from his easel. Adrien looked at his art laid out on the street.

"Your work if quite marvelous" He said honestly

"Why thank you, sir." He said happy with such praise from a person of high class. Adrien spotted a piece of paper that looked out of place to the others, wedged slightly under a frame, he picked it up. It was a pencil drawing of a woman, Marinette. The artist noticed and jumped up from his place.

"Sorry that's not for sale, Sir" He said quite flustered. Adrien raised an eyebrow.

"I know this woman" he said slowly watching the artist's eyes widen in horror "She is a dear friend of mine, very humble but also agreeable. She has never mentioned to me about having her portrait done by a street artist even though she shares with me most everything"

The artist was tense. Unsure of how to respond to him, he took the paper from him slowly, folding it and putting it in his pocket.

"Yes, she is quite humble" he mumbled. Adrien pressed on.

"What is your relationship with Marinette?" He asked. The artist looked surprised at the use of her first name and fidgeted not answering him.

"How rude I haven't introduced myself, Adrien Agreste" he held out a gloved hand for the artist to shake but the artist's eyes just grey wider at the mention of the Agreste name. Flustered he bowed instead keeping his head down.

"Nathanael, nice to meet you Mr. Agreste, Sir"

"Nathanael what?" He asked. Nathanael stood up and looked sheepishly away.

"Just Nathanael"

"I see, so Nathaneal, I do not wish to disturb you and your business but I just wish to know what your intentions are with Marinette"

"Miss Dupain – Chang is a very agreeable woman. She comes to me to get her portrait done."

"Please Nathanael, lets not tell lies" Adrien said. Watching as the artist tensed.

"Miss Dupain – Cheng came to my stall many times. She would come and look at my work, sometimes buying small canvases and paper drawings until one day she asked for her portrait, after that she got her portrait done everyday. After we began to know each other and she would visit everyday she gave me a lock of her hair and told me of her affections for me and of course I return them. I travel you see, I haven't told her but I am only going to stay in this town for another day before I go back home to my mother and father they are old and can't sustain without my help every now and then. Miss Dupain – Chang wishes to go with me."

"What?" Adrien exclaimed. Surprised and slightly outraged, for a man of such lower class to have Marinette elope with him was beyond scandalous.

"I do not want to go, and my affections for Miss Cheng run deeper than she would ever know, but I am poor and I cannot provide for her as I would like to. She is far better off marrying someone of higher class than me." Adrien was silent as he mulled his thought over in his head.

"So what are you two going to do?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow, but I will be leaving alone. Please do not tell Miss Dupain–Cheng, she mustn't know"

"If that's what you have decided on your own thinking of Marinette's best interests then I will not stop you. But do know that she will be heart broken, will you write a letter?"

"No, but I am returning her lock of hair, to make it official, she will never see me again."

"I understand" Adrien said, a feeling of dread sinking into his stomach. "Well, good day sir" he nodded to him before he looked down at a small painting, it was of a beautiful field of forget-me-nots bending as if they where swaying in the wind. "How much for that one?" he asked

"For your silence sir, free." Nathanael smiled. Adrien reached into his wallet and pulled out 10 pounds and pushed in into the artist hands before picking up the picture and walking home.

Dread sunk deeper into Adrien's stomach as he walked further away from the artist.

And thats it! How will Marinette feel once Nathanael leaves her? Will Adrien decide to comfort her? Who knows?

Oh wait i do

But you will find out soon

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