MIRACULOUS LADYBUG ONESHOTS

| in your arms

1 | chloe bourgeois

Requested: Mastueroid
Paring: x reader
Childhood friend to lovers,
ldr, fluff

                      
                    
                       

"You..." She stopped, eyes wide and lips parted in surprise, "You're actually serious?"

"I..." you gulped, sending her a nervous smile, "I-I guess I... am?"

"Ridiculous!" the blonde shouts, baffled by the display in front of her. "Utterly ridiculous!"

Her answer definitely made your heart shatter.

But you sort of expected this type of response— it was Chloe Bourgeois herself you went down one one knee and showed her the diamond ring that you wanted to propose her with.

A little context: your childhood best friend (for life too) was the most important person in the world (and currently, room.) She was there for you through thick and thin and promised to do the same, which she did. While you both don't always hang out and see each other (mostly due to being in different schools), you still found yourself falling for the Mayor's daughter.

From her gentleness when it comes to you, her adorable whining and playful mocking whenever you both mess up. To her giving you a piece of her time when you knew that she would be wasting it on much more important matters than you. You fell in love with the girl that took your heart and handled it with reciprocated love and care.

You dated her (both agreeing to be secret, much to her dismay), and let me tell you— it was the most amazing feeling in the world. She really made you feel important and loved— not going too far and surprisingly, very few fights. Maybe some bickering and banter, but mostly about the most ridiculous stuff. She was clingy, but you love that.

So, a few years later, (now)— you impulsively bought a ring and decided to... propose. It may be early and you both are young with a bright future ahead... But you want her to be in your future, as cheesy as it is.

But, it seems like she has other plans.

You thought, lowering the box and closing it with a sigh. What did you expect? For her to say yes? That would be a dream— and unfortunately, you live in a reality where the answers will always be the opposite of what you wanted.

You tried to get up, but you were frozen in shock when a pair of arms snaked around you, squeezing tightly. You saw the redness of her ears and felt the irregular beating of her heart as it synced with yours.

It made your face heat up.

"Why does it have to be in this room?"

Huh?

"You could've thought of proposing me in front of the Eiffel Tower! Or some high, five-star restaurant like you told me!" Chloe said, pouting, but her grip loosened, yet she didn't let go, "Or something grand— but I'm not surprised you chose this room. This... was where we first met."

Chloe's room.

You felt a rush of embarrassment rush through you, and you had to admit, it was kinda lame of you to do that.

But... she loves lame when it comes to you.

"Oh," you let out, not knowing what to respond.

Luckily, Chloe opened her mouth to fill in the silence. "You're not as rich as me, or the type to be extravagant — you were always so... simple," the blonde said it with brows furrowed, remembering the times where you suggested and offered her the most simplest of things, no matter how big or small they are. "So I'll... consider it."