Miraculous: Personnage Divisé

Prologue

In a tranquil London coffee shop, two blonde boys, identical in all but their eye colour, one emerald green and one a deep blue, and attire, sat in the soft leather sofas, one sipping on a creamy caramel latte and the other an intense americano, staring out of the wide glass window that made up the café front as the torrential rain continued to pour down from the pitch-black clouds above, blocking out most of the light until all that was left was a dim grey.

"I'm telling you Fae; we've got to go there. We practically deserve it when we have to deal with weather like this for our holidays to see Aunt Amelie, I promise you'll love it there," the green eyed boy insisted to the other, the one he called Fae,

"Adrien, I'm your twin, don't think for a second I don't know you well enough to know you only want to go to see the Formula One there, maybe the classic racing as well, you don't need to pull the weather into your excuse to try convince me of why you want to go," the boy dressed in more subtle, darker tones than his brother smirked, turning to look his brother in the eye only for Adrien to look away in return with a blend of embarrassment and disappointment across his face,

"That's not the only reason, Félix," Adrien mumbled dejectedly, staring out through the window into the downpour in the street. Whilst it wasn't a lie, it would be far from the truth if he said it wasn't easily the main reason,

"Adri, don't look like that," Félix sighed, putting a comforting arm around his brothers shoulder and drawing his attention back, "I never said that was a bad thing, did I?" Adrien's eyes went back up to Félix's face, searching for any signs of sarcasm behind the soft smile and the warmth behind his eyes that adorned his face, before replicating it himself upon finding none,

"No, no I guess you didn't."

The boys maintained their position as they watched the storm outside through the glass café front, the droning of the rain hitting the pavement outside providing a calm ambiance with the soft bossa nova quietly playing through the speakers in the ceiling, their drinks now long gone and Adrien trying to steal glances at the cake counter without drawing his brother's to himself, although Félix's smirk was a clear reflection of how Adrien's sense of subtlety left a few things to be desired, until their full attention was drawn back to the happenings out in the street, as a brand new top of the line Mercedes S Class, baring it's sixty three reg number plate that marked it as that year's model, with a metallic Cosmos Black finish, a car both boys instantly recognised and knew the owner of, pulled up out front and manoeuvred itself into one of the curb side spaces,

"If you're going to get one go quick, and get four," Félix instructed as he diverted his gaze away from the car and back to his twin's own,

"I, what?" Adrien stuttered slightly, trying to work out what his brother was referring to now that the car had parked,

"Really Adri? The cakes you've been drooling over for the past five minutes, if you're quick you'll be able to get one, get the same for the rest of us as well or else that'll be an awkward car ride as soon as you hop in there," Félix sighed, pointing to the waiting S Class as he finished. Adrien sprang up, his gaze diverted to the floor to hide the embarrassment from his brother reminding him of the imbalance of what he deems to resemble 'being subtle' and actual subtlety, whilst Félix checked the table over to make sure they weren't leaving anything behind and waited for his brothers return, even if he wasn't waiting long before the front passenger door swung upon and a black umbrella opened, baring a familiar grey scaled emblem on it, the Graham Films twin rings logo. A woman stepped out of the car and made her way towards the café as Adrien made his way back to his brother,

"Is chocolate fudge cake good?" Adrien asked with a smirk as he raised one of the takeout bags to show Félix, although he already fully knew the answer well enough for the decision at the counter to not even require a second thought,