The New Guardian

Ce soir je suis heureux

Previously: "Absolutely not," she grabs Ninos arm and starts to stand, "we'll go get the tea. We'll be back in five minutes or so."

"You know I can do things for myself?" I ask, my ego defeated ever so slightly.

"Not on my watch!" She yells as her and her boyfriend slip through the trapdoor leaving me and my crush alone again, laying in a bed of blankets, pillows and soft lights.

~~~This chapter is Marinettes POV~~~
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The trapdoor shuts and we're left in comfortable silence on the floor. Laying back down, I chose to lay on my side completely to face Adrien.

"And then there were two." He says wryly, laughing as he turns to face me as well.

I giggle, "Well, what now?"

"Wanna do some rapid fire questions?"

"That sounds fun, you go first."

"Okay, we'll switch on and off after we give the answer?" He questions and I nod in response. "Cool. Uhh, favorite color?"

"Pink, of course."

"Haha, yeah I don't know why I even asked. Mine is green."

"Like your eyes." I say with a smile and he smiles back. "Favorite place in Paris? Mine is the Eiffel Tower."

"Mine is too, I love being at the top and looking down on all the people. Favorite celebrity?"

" Mine is probably Jagged Stone. Oh, oh! Or maybe Coco Chanel." I can never choose who my favorite celebrity is. I love so many different things and so many different people.

"Oh, I see." Adrien hefts out a dramatically saddened sigh.

"What's wrong?" I sit up and lean over so I'm sort of above him.

He leans up on his elbows, slicing the distance between us in half. "I was hoping you would say I was your favorite celebrity." His eyebrows go up in mock dismay and pouts a lip out at me.

Grabbing a pillow, I shove it over his face lightly. "Oh stop it you." I laugh away from him. He shoots up, grabbing the pillow and gently beats me up with it, finding it hilarious. I sit up on my ass trying to defend myself against the faux fury when he sits up on his knees and comes at me some more.

"No you stop it!" Whacking at me a bit, he continues his little tirade. "I was gonna say you were my favorite celebrity but now I think I'll say it's Jagged Stone too!"

Whack

I nearly choke on thin air trying to keep my eyes in my skull after hearing that. There's no way he just said that to me. Or maybe he meant it in a friendly way? No, Alya and Nino say otherwise. "But I'm not even a celebr-" I begin saying. I lose a bit of feeling for a second and get taken down by the pillow. I fall back onto my elbows a little harder than expected and find Adrien fallen on top of me.

Our faces get pushed up against each other, our lips finally meeting. I can feel my entire body tense up, Adriens doing the same on me. We stare at each other, not daring to move yet and waiting for the other to do it first. I know my eyes must be bulging out by his reaction. He goes to back away but instinctively I kiss him back.

I feel his mouth turn up in a little smile then he gently grabs the side of my neck, furthering the kiss. His eyes close and so do mine as we kiss deeply but softly. Time stands completely still and the earth melts away. I feel like I'm slipping, like when you're falling in a dream except this time it's not scary. My arms drape over the back of his neck, my hands snaking through his beautiful golden hair.

His lips are the softest thing I've ever felt on mine, it's like kissing a plushie or a marshmallow. It's unbelievable how someone could be so perfect. He feels so familiar kissing me like I've been kissed many times before by him, like an ancient love that's been waiting to happen- two lovers selected by fate who have found each at last.

Our kisses speed up, our mouths unable to remove one another's presence. I know I shouldn't kiss him but I can't help it. How could I? The boy I've been in love with for years is kissing me, I don't care why anymore. I just care about his lips on mine and the way his hands are around my neck and hip.

The sound of a phone ringing makes us finally break away from each other. He puts his forehead to mine causing me to giggle as he huffs. He mumbles and checks his pocket for his phone. Getting up, he sighs, pinches the bridge of his nose then looks at me with an eye roll. 

"Hi Nathalie," he starts, clearly irritated about the disruption. "Am I coming home tonight?" He says out loud in my direction as though he's waiting for my answer. I blush and smile at him. Sitting up, I wrap my arms around my body and his breath catches for a moment, causing him to blush harder. "No, I don't plan on being home tonight." He smiles, biting his lip and looking away.

Oh god. How am I suppose to even survive the next 30 seconds next to him? Let alone the whole fucking night? I'm not ready to lose my virginity right? Maybe I should prepare just in case. Lost in my own thoughts I make my way to my bathroom across the room. What am I even thinking? I need to chill out. Staring in the mirror I look at my messy, greasy hair and my pink swollen lips. 

Tikki comes out of nowhere and pops up in the mirror with me. She covers her lips to stifle the laughs with her small hands, giving me the look with her eyebrows raised.

"Oh shut up." I whisper.

"I didn't say anything!" She laughs out, whispering back at me.

"You didn't have to." I shoot bad, giving her a look back as I take out my pigtails. 

"Are you planning on showering?" Tikki asks, looking a little surprised.

"Yeah, I look and feel like shit." I say back, getting my towel ready. "Plus, it's been a minute since I've showered anyways. I'm actually allowed to get my stitches wet now."

I walk back into my room, hearing Adrien and probably Nathalie getting into what sounds like a bit of a heated argument. He stops talking, letting whomever is on the line speak. He sticks his head out of the fort, he looks over and mouths to me, asking if I'm okay. I shake my head yes, grabbing some new pajamas from my closet. I mouth back "shower" at him and we give each other thumbs up. 

I casually jog back into the bathroom to take my shower. Tikki leaves to give me some privacy and I text Alya that I'm taking a quick shower and that'll be out soon. I notice another text notification from a few hours ago. Something in me tells me to ignore it until after I'm done so I do, turning on the water and waiting for it to get warm before I get in. 

I take a second to gently brush out my hair and check out the wound with a hand mirror so I know where to be careful washing. Carefully taking off the dressing from my stitches, I naturally cringe at the sight. I banged it pretty bad. I look around for a bit of Vaseline to put over it so it doesn't get wet but I don't have any. Whatever. I'll just get it wet, clean it up a bit to get the dried blood off and I'll put the ointment and a new dressing on when I get out. I sigh, stepping into my nice warm shower, washing everything as fast as I can.

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Authors Note:

Hi my loves! I kept my promise of posting quickly after the last chapter! Hopefully I can keep this energy up lol. Oh, and if you're confused by the title it's French for "Tonight I'm happy". I've used other French phrases that are better well known to English speakers but this one isn't a common one so I thought I should translate! :)

I love you all! Thanks for the reads and stars! I really appreciate them and you! 

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