A/N: WELL HELLO MAH D00DS! I've got nothing to say other than we're doing this drabble dump shit all over again because I still have a billion WIPs collecting dust in my documents and I should just post them now. Just like the last one, this too shall also be one hundred chapters long, all filled with all sorts of drabbles of all word lengths. And of course, they all will only be lovesquare because that's the only ship I am ride or die for 3 Buckle up and enjoy~
"Saw a butterfly sitting on your right shoulder
As I kissed you in the very corner of the room
I learned how it feels to experience true pain
The piano's sounds rebound, in my head they spin round"
右肩の蝶 (Butterfly On Your Right Shoulder) - NoriP (Covered by めいちゃん)
Pairing - Adrinette
Prompt - 'Guardian Angel'
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It wasn't any different compared to all those other times that Adrien had caught Marinette fast asleep on her desk, alone after school due to class president duties, extracurriculars, commissions and just so much more. In fact, this was the norm for the past half year or so, the boy always finding her in odd places as if he was a child on a treasure hunt in the huge building(under the stairs, in the art room, against the cleaner's closet and even in the science rooms).
His heart continued to pound against his chest immeasurably, to the point where he was almost light-headed and struggled to grasp a single breath. His skin still caught fire and caused a beautiful sakura hue to bloom within the apples of his cheeks, making him look quite feverish as well as downright lovesick (or as Plagg would constantly say, "Smitten like a kitten").
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It's only just that his urge to cradle her in his arms and take her home like a princess and tuck her in bed with a kiss to her tempting lips has increased by a million times ever since he finally, finally realised that all of his feelings and emotions when it came to this amazing, wonderful girl were largely romantic. He naturally had to be near her anytime he could like a lost baby duckling.
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He tucked the few loose strands of hair behind her ear with an adoring gaze, his emeralds glittering with love and tenderness and his smile incredibly soft. Carefully, he sat down on the bench next to her and then folded his arms on the desk, never breaking his gaze on her slumbering frame and even grazing his fingers through her fringe as if she were his long-time lover.
He wishes she was so.
"Je t'aime, Marinette. Je t'aime," He murmured sweetly in her ear, the shell of her flesh caressed by his lips and then Adrien rested his face in the crook of his folded arms with a never-ending beam.
One day, he'll tell her for real when she's wide awake and holding a bouquet he's gifted her or holding his hands or even when it's just them two alone in a classroom with the setting sun's light glowing behind her frame in a beautiful gold shine.
One day.
Until then? He will continue to shower her with all the love and affection he can ever muster and watch over her like a guardian angel.
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A/N: I require your comments. Feed this whore. NOW.