Miraculous: Tales of Love and Reveals

Best Friend in a bag

You're probably thinking. Well this came out of nowhere.

Yeah.

Deal with it.

As I said in the description, because I'm busy- I've got a levels to focus on this year- I will not be writing a story. It will be oneshots and I will write whenever I feel like it.

I got this idea from Robostus.

Ps. These stories are usually set when Marinette and Adrien are 17-18 so like 2-3 years after miraculous is set and under the assumption that they still haven't revealed to each other their identities. Unless I've specifically said otherwise in the beginning of the oneshot. 17-18 cuz they will still be in high-school.

He had noticed it a few times.

When she thought she was alone she would do it.

Sometimes he heard her speak with someone but then she would come out of the room with no one behind.

In the corner of his eyes sometimes he would see it but think his eyes were playing with him.

Plagg said that there was no way his eyes were playing tricks on him. He had once explained the more Adrien used the miraculous, the more some of his powers seeped through the ring and affected his civilian life. They weren't bad per say. Well, apart from his tendency to purr in blissful situations. (That could be a problem one day.)

It was mostly that his senses were better than a normal human- hence, why he was able to hear her from quite a distance and see her from all the way across the room.

At first, he paid no mind to it. Marinette was... unique. And maybe even slightly weird at times. She was clumsy and spoke in a way where she muddled up her sentences. But Adrien had come to understand her way of speaking to him.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng was an enigma.

Not that he was judging!

He found her weirdness endearing. He would even go as far to say that most of the time he interacted with her, he found her adorable.

And he admired her a lot. How she was always ready to stand up for her friends, including him. He especially loved the small moments he saw when her confidence shone through for the sake of her passion of helping others.

She was a great class representative and their everyday ladybug.

But the instances were getting more noticeable to him. Every time Marinette thought no one was looking, she'd open her purse and start speaking.

He once found her alone in the locker room muttering nonsense about guarding a jewellery box but he brushed it off at the time. Marinette must have made some cool pieces of jewellery that she wanted to remain a secret for the time being. She was a designer after all.

Looking back, he should have probably questioned it harder.

If his theory was true, then Marinette (who he was currently looking at from afar), may have been talking about something more special than just simple jewellery.

He studied her. She had just come out of the library and seemed a bit out of it. The more he thought about it, the more he realised his theory may be true.

His vision rested at the sight of her ears. More importantly, her earrings. The earrings that no one had ever seen Marinette without- minus a few instances. The point being, Marinette never wore any other earrings, and it had been a known fact that you could gift Marinette any piece of jewellery.