A/N: this is like the same night of the party when adrien is home and in bed.
ADRIEN POV:
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i laid in my bed, just thinking about y/n. how would she get her clothes back, and how would i get mine? i'll just bring her clothes to school tomorrow and hope she does the same. or maybe i could text alya and ask if she has her number? no i'm moving too fast...she'll think i'm weird.
"hey alya do you have y/n's number? i need to ask her about the clothes i borrowed yesterday." fuck, i'm pathetic.
alya gave me her number as i shakily started to type a message. "what are you so scared about" plagg asked. "shut up plagg"
i kept writing and deleting, until i accidentally clicked sent, not having finished my sentence. i quickly started typing again, trying to fix my mistake.
(THE MESSAGE)
adrien: hi y/n, i just wanted to
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adrien: i'm sorry i didn't mean to press send. it's adrien btw, not some creep. i just wanted to know about my clothes and about urs.
(END OF MESSAGE)
i threw my phone onto the other side of my bed as i banged my head down into my pillow. "what's wrong kid?" "not in the mood plagg" i sighed. suddenly my phone dinged. i quickly picked it up to see y/n had answered. my heart skipped a beat.
(THE REPLY)
y/n: oh, hi adrien, im guessing alya gave u my number? anyways, i was gonna bring ur clothes with me to school, we can swap, unless you wanna keep my clothes, weirdo😋🖕
(END OF REPLY)
i shakily put my phone down for a second. i took a deep breath and then replied with "shut up, let's swap tomorrow". i put my phone in charger and went to sleep, excited to see her tomorrow.
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lust for heroes. (cat noir x reader) 15+
Fanfictionviewer discretion is advised DISCLAIMER!! if you have not watched the show, do not worry, you will not be getting any spoilers, as this is fully fiction written and directed by me. ABOUT: y/n is a new transfer student. (pronouns are she/her, sorry...
