Gabenath Oneshots [Discontinued And Completed]

Oblivious Club

At Nathalie and Gabriel’s wedding, they saw Marinette and Adrien dancing.

“I don't understand how he doesn't know that she likes him?” Gabriel remarked.

Nathalie turned to her now-husband and blinked, “I’m sorry?”

“I said, I don't-”

“No, I heard what you said,” Nathalie interrupted him, “I just don't understand why you don't understand. Adrien and you are the two most oblivious men on the planet.” 

“That's not true.”

“You're right, I just spent two years of my life with a crush on you, and then when you finally asked out you were scared I was going to say no because you thought I saw you as just a boss. Then now after we’ve been dating you see me constantly with websites for rings, and dresses, and flowers, and venues, and I’m still the one that had to propose.” 

“Alright maybe that happened but-”

“No buts Gabriel,” Nathalie interrupted again, “Your son inherited your obliviousness and it's painful to watch.”

“What are you going to do? Tell my son that Marinette is in love with him.”

“No, but you are going to dance with your son,” Nathalie told him, “and I’ll welcome her to the ‘I am in love with an oblivious Agreste’ club.”

“That's not fair, you are an Agreste now,” he pointed out.

“And I’m still in love with an oblivious one,” Nathalie smirked and got up from her seat and walked over to Marinette and Adrien.

“I’m sorry, but Mr. Agreste would like to have a dance with his son,” Nathalie said.

“Oh!” Marinette blushed immediately, “of course.”

“Come with me Marinette, I want to talk to you,” Nathalie said.

*Marinette and Nathalie*

Marinette followed Nathalie and they sat down at a table.

“Congratulations on your marriage,” Marinette said.

“Ahh, yes, I wanted to congratulate you on being a new member in the ‘hopelessly in love with an oblivious Agreste’ club.”

“What?” Marinette asked, confused.

“Those two men over there are the most oblivious men on the planet. He won't admit it to you but I had to propose because he wouldn't.” 

“Oh,” Marinette said, slightly taken aback from the comment.

“Trust me, it's disheartening a lot of the time, but one day he's going to realize he is in love with you, I can see it in, he just can't see it in himself.”

“Do you think I should ask him out?” Marinette asked tentatively.

“Knowing him, he would agree to go as friends. Don't take that as rejection, it takes the Agreste men a long time to figure out their own feelings. Do it, spend time with him, get close to him. At one point everyone will assume you're dating and the more everyone thinks about it the more he will too, then I think he will wise up to his feelings.” 

“How did you get Mr. Agreste to notice you?” Marinette asks, curiously. 

“It took two years,” Nathalie told her, “but I just kept trying to set up situations for him to make a move. I would mention a movie I wanted to see, I would bring up the new restaurant in town I was interested in trying, just those little things. Then one day, he asked me by himself.”

“It took two years?” Marinette exclaimed.

“Much closer to three,” Nathalie points out.

Marinette groaned and let her face fall into her hands, “is it going to take that long?”

Nathalie rubbed Marinette’s back. Being in love with an Agreste was not the most pleasant thing in the world. It was exhausting, Nathalie knew, and she could see the exhaustion in Marinette. 

“May I have this dance, m’lady?” Marinette looked up and saw Adrien holding out his hand.

Marinette blushed and took his hand. She thought he looked and sounded awfully a lot like Chat Noir in that moment but that was something she could think about later. 

*what happened with Gabriel and Adrien*

Gabriel, who couldn't even remember the last time he had danced with his son, was a little stiff at first. It would’ve had to have been when Emilie was still alive. Probably a good period of time before she used the peacock miraculous because as she fell ill they all stopped going out as frequently as they used to. 

“What are you doing father?” Adrien finally asked, breaking his fathers thoughts. 

“I don't know, Nathalie told me she wanted to talk to Marinette about some club, and I just know better than to argue with her at this point.” 

Adrien nodded, “never argue with Nathalie.” 

Gabriel exhaled, “look if Marinette is important don't let her get away. I was lucky enough to have two women in my life, I’m not letting this one go, and you shouldn't let yours go either.”

“You think that Marinette is-” Adrien starts, but Gabriel cuts him off. 

“I think Marinette is your Nathalie. We were called the most oblivious men alive, I think Nathalie knows better than both of us. We all need a Nathalie in our lives and I think you were lucky enough to find her already.” 

Adrien glanced over to Marinette and smiled, “she is right, father.”

The two stopped dancing and walked over to Marinette and Nathalie. Marinette has her head in her hands as Nathalie rubs her back in a comforting manner. Adrien frowns, it’s disheartening to see his friend like that. 

“May I have this dance m’lady?” Adrien asked, extending a hand to Marinette.

Marinette looked up and took his hand, and stood up. 

“What did you tell him?” Nathalie asked.

“That you're smarter than the both of us and that you can't let a woman such as yourself get away. That Marinette is his Nathalie” 

Nathalie kissed Gabriel, “I’m not leaving.” 

They watched as Marinette and Adrien danced once again. 

“If she had a red streak in her hair they would look just like us,” Gabriel pointed out.

“Yes, they would,” Nathalie agreed and let her head fall onto her husband's shoulder. 

Gabriel and Adrien might have been oblivious, they definitely still were, but Nathalie and Marinette loved them the same, their obliviousness and all.