Be My Moon, Not My Sun
"Everyone wants to be the sun to lighten up someone's life, but why not be the moon to brighten in the darkest hour?"
It was her birthday, and neither of the two Agreste members ate. Gabriel remained in his office, and Adrien stayed in his room, laying on his bed and staring blankly at the ceiling, not moving or responding to Plagg's annoying pleading begs for food.
The kwami eventually gave up, and sat on Adrien's forehead, looking down at him, "are you okay?"
"No." The blond teen turns onto his side, knocking his kwami off, and the black cat crosses his paws, "why not call Ladybug?"
He didn't seem to hear him for the slightest of moments, before he pulls out his phone and presses the ladybug number he has. It dialled and toned, before she answers, "hello?"
"Hey, Ladybug." He didn't mask his voice, and she pauses, "is something wrong, Adrien?" He flops down onto his back, "I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called.." he pulls the phone away from his ear, and he hears her call his name.
Slowly he places it against his ear again, "yes?" She exhales, "tell me about it."
He sits up, and looks at the photo of his mother, "it's my mothers birthday.." she pauses, "I'm sorry."
"Don't be.. it's just. I feel... like I could've done something." She exhales softly, hoping he wouldn't hear, but he does, "I don't know if you could, Adrien, but, I do have an idea for you that might make you feel better."
Despite his somber feeling, his mouth quirks up, "oh really?" She giggles softly, "not like that, but... it's an analogy that I find comfort in believing. Go to your window." He gets up, and moves over to his window, and his eyes widen.
There, across the street, on top of a building, stood Ladybug, and she waves, still talking into her phone, "now look up at the stars." He slowly pulls his eyes away from her, and looks up at the exceptionally bright stars, as if her presence made them shine even brighter just for her.
"Do you see them?"
"I do."
"Okay. Did your mother have a favourite one?" He nods, and points to the one near the moon, "that one."
"Alright. Now, think. Perhaps that's not a star, but rather an opening in heaven where her love pours through, and shines down onto you as to let you know that she's happy. Not just for herself, but for you, for who you've become, and for who you will be. That is her, telling you that she loves you. She's telling you that even though she's gone and past, that love is eternal, that even in the darkest of nights, she will shine bright for her son, because she loves you."
He doesn't know when her voice got so close, or when her arms were wrapped around him, or when he started crying, he was just glad she was there, at his darkest hour
