Ladrien June 2022

Fan Club

All fluff and flirting in this one, folks! Looks like we're going back to our regularly scheduled Ladrien. Vote and comment if you've enjoyed!                                                                                                                                             -Colorado

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Adrien had done a lot of things that he was proud of. He had won countless fencing competitions, he had made plenty of friends at school, he had even managed to learn the piano! Not to mention saving Paris on a near-daily basis. However, there was one achievement that soared far above the rest. One achievement that he wore as a badge of honor.

He was president of the Ladybug fan club.

It had been a nerve wracking election. He and Alya had been neck and neck, every vote counted. He had proved that he knew more about Ladybug, but Alya had the Ladyblog on her side. Being the first to ever report Ladybug and Chat Noir's existence was no small feat.

It had been the most stressful election of his life. He was sweating bullets, curling and uncurling his fists as each vote came in. They had found a program that counted votes and then revealed the results in real time. They had set up the projection on the chalkboard in Mme. Bustier's class. At first, Adrien was delighted by the prospect of the votes coming in live. Watching them, though, he felt all excitement being replaced with anxiety.

Alya had been in the lead by two when the last vote came in. Even if it was for Adrien, it didn't matter, he had already lost. He had just extended his hand to Alya, surrendering the position of vice president when something miraculous happened.

The system had been slow, delaying the last two votes. Adrien watched, eyes growing wide as he was suddenly tied with Alya. With bated breath, he watched as the number next to his name went up by one.

"Yes!" He cheered, it was over he had won.

"Goddammit, Agreste." Alya swore, but he knew she wasn't actually mad. "Here I thought I had president in the bag! Where the hell did you get all of your information about Ladybug?" Alya grabbed the collar of his overcoat, an unhinged look in her eyes. Adrien gulped, maybe she was actually mad at him. "Please, I've gotta know!"

'From Ladybug herself?' He thought wryly. Alya might run the Ladyblog, but he was her partner. No amount of articles could change that.

"That's for me to know and you to wonder." He winked, tapping his finger to his forehead.

"Fine. I guess V.P. is good for now."

"I thought you were going to win, for sure, too. For what it's worth." Adrien confided in her.

"Yeah, yeah." Alya shook it off, rolling her eyes. "Now come on, Pres, what brilliant ideas do you have for the club?" She asked him, a grin on her face and a sparkle in her eyes. She pulled out her phone, most likely to document any and all ideas he had.

Adrien beamed and turned to address the other members. Some had bright smiles on their faces, others were scowling.

"Well, here's what I was thinking...."

And thus, the Ladybug fan club was born, with Adrien landing himself in the top seat. 

It was hard to think it had only been earlier that morning. Maybe he was only riding the high of adrenaline, but he had been beaming all day. Even Kagami had noticed at their fencing lesson. Between him winning the elections and getting to spend lunch with Marinette at the bakery, he wanted savor every second of the day.