Adrien

Marinette! How could Adrien not have guessed! Adrien was waiting outside of her hospital room, thinking of what to say to her when he went in. He was l pondering whether or not he should make it even and reveal his identity to too. Then he started mentally shouting at himself for not protecting her. She was hurt, and it was all his fault. And that's when the nurse came out. She started when she saw him, obviously not expecting him to still be there after five hours.

"Oh! I hadn't realised you were still here. She must be very special to you!" She exclaimed a little overly perky. The nurse was an older woman with a never leaving smile. She had her scrubs decorated with all sorts of things from zoo animal pins to christmas trees, although it was July.

"I'm her boss, she's just one of my employees." He said nonchalant.

"Oh! Interwork relationships are so hard!" She said peeping with excitement.

"No," He said trying to get his point across, "We're just friends, barely even that."

"Hmm, really? Cause her friends all already left three hours ago. And she is indeed very pretty! Well, she's awake in there, if you wanna see her. I gotta go. See you around, Sweety." She said and then she pinched his cheek and she was gone. And that's when he began staring at the door, trying to decide what he would do.

He decided he would try to go in. He got up. Step 1 complete. He walked in front of the door. Step 2 done. He grabbed the handle. Step 3 complete. And that's when his whole plan fell apart. He saw her through the window. She was in a hospital gown with no makeup and her hair was a rats nest. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. More beautiful then he had ever seen her before. She was staring frustrated at her meal, Which looked like a small bowl of brown jello or maybe it was meat?

Maybe the nurse was right. Why had he stayed for so long when everyone else went home?

And that's when he turned the knob.

The room was smaller than it looked from the outside. All it had was her bed and a door in the corner for the restroom. Mari still hadn't noticed him, so he just leaned against the doorway and watched as she wrestled with her meal. 15 minutes past and then she put it to the side, deciding it wasn't worth the trouble. She started looking around for something to entertain herself with. She started when she saw him, then calmed down as soon as she realized who he was. She just smiled at him, as he noticed a redness creeping up her face and wondered if it was too warm in here. He looked around for a thermostat.

"Is there anything I can get you?" Adrien asked still looking for a thermostat.

"Um, no thank you." Her voice was rough like this was the first time she had spoken since waking up. It might've been.

"Are you sure? I might have a granola bar in my bag if your hungry." He said glancing over to the meat jello. Her gaze shifted to see what he was looking at and a frown crept up her face.

"If you don't mind, I would love something" she pushed the plate away more, "edible."

"Ok, be right back." He said as he turned and walked out to his bag. He started searching it for his wallet. He found it and went over to the vending machine. Yes, he had lied to her about the granola bar, but in his defense she looked really hungry. He put in three dollars and picked a bag of nuts, a bag of chips and a candy bar. Then he made his way back to her room.

"Here you go, your gourmet meal is served. You got your protein, your grains, and your chocolate." He said jokingly.

"I thought you just had a granola she said," She said looking quite confused.

"Um, about that." He said scratching the back of his head and looking a little guilty.

"You bought this, didn't you? I don't want you to have to spend your money on me." She asked sounding slightly annoyed.

"Maybe? Come on, you need to eat something. Or else you're never gonna be able to go home and come back to work." He said pleading with her.

"Work! I need to tell them I can't make it this week!" She said panicking.

"I'm pretty sure I know." He said trying to calm her down.

"No! My other work. I work at the Jazz club! Do you have a phone?" She asked pleading.

"Um, yea here." He handed it to her.

She took it and started frantically dialing a number in the phone. "Hello? Yes, it's Crimson. I won't be able to make it at all this week. You are going to have to put Teresa on. Yes, I understand. Thank you, bye."

Adrien raised an eyebrow at her after she had hung up. "The Crimson Bug?"

"The one and only, why?" she asked trying to sound nonchalant.

"Just out of curiosity. I have to go. Eat something." He said tossing the bags of snacks into her lap.

"I make no promises." She said trying not to look at him. Why? He didn't know. He left and shut the door behind him, but before he left he peered through the window in the door one more time. Mari was lying in her bed staring down at the still untouched snacks, her cheeks crimson.

Marinette

20 minutes after Adrien left, Mari finally decided to try to eat the candy bar. It was kinda of a slow process since all she's been eating was just meat jello. She had already been in the hospital for three days and already she loathed it. She wanted to get back to all three of her jobs, but one she never will. She would never be Ladybug again.

But there is always a silver lining, right? She would have more time for school, friends and her time. She started to tear up, remembering she would never be able to see one of her closest friends ever again. Sure Chat Noir annoyed her to pieces, but he definitely was one her best friends, next to Alya of course.

Her nurse came in, ripping her from her thoughts. She quickly wiped her cheeks hoping her nurse hadn't noticed, but of course she had.

The nurse's eyes turned sympathetic as she smiled. " Aw, honey. What did that boy say to you to get you so riled up. I'll go find him and give him a piece of my mind! Did he break up with you?"

"Oh no! It wasn't him! Wait, did you say break up?" She asked completely and utterly in the dark.

"Well, he was watching you through the window all starry eyed, so I kinda assumed. Anyway! Enough with that! You are getting released today! You get to go home!" She said squealing with joy.

"Starry eyed?" Marinette panicked.

"Yes, dear. Now, come on out of bed time to go home." The nurse yanked her out of bed and walked to the lobby, while Marinette rambled about what starry eyed could mean.

"There you go, dear. Have a nice day!" The nurse said and then she was gone.

Between all the rambling, the nurse must've given her her jacket. Marinette pulled it on and walked out the door.

Adrien

He had suited up and everything. He was ready to see Mari as Chat Noir. The sky was cloudy, kinda like his brain at the moment, and it was pouring rain. Not the best conditions for making the decision of a lifetime. Ok, now he was making excuses.

He was about to jump out his window when a thought hit him. He should bring her a "Get Well Soon" gift. Or at least a card. He didn't have time to browse shops for the perfect gift. He had to find something. Fast, but all he could see was an umbrella. The umbrella.

Marinette

It was pouring rain and she had no umbrella again. This brought back a memory. The time she fell completely and utterly in love with Adrien.

Her first day on the job. It was pouring rain and her shift had just ended. She had forgotten her umbrella, as usual. She was about to walk out into the raging storm when a hand landed on her shoulder. She turned to see her boss smiling kindly at her. The smile reaching his gorgeous emerald green eyes.

"You're not gonna go out there without an umbrella, are you?" He asked curious.

She blushed caught off guard by his concern. "Um, maybe? I forgot mine at home."

"Wait here" He commanded as he ran back to his desk. He quickly grabbed something and ran back.

"Here have mine. Welcome to French Times Newspaper." He held out a black umbrella and she took it speechless.

That was quite a day. Ever since, she has been super awkward. She could never form sentences around him. Which was kinda inconvenient since he was her boss and they did have to be able to communicate. She just needs to somehow get over him, Or he could love her too? Nope, she's hopeless.