Credit to this picture and inspiration goes to @therealnathaliesancoeur on Instagram.
Gabriel and Nathalie were in their shared bedroom, helping her husband pack his suitcase for his business trip In Miami.
The dark-haired woman was folding a few shirts to put in his suitcase, even though he was coming back tomorrow in the afternoon, a few extra shirts won’t hurt, just encase he gets his previous one’s dirty.
While she was placing the shirts into the suitcase, she spotted her red underwear and started to question herself:
“Why would Gabe pack my underwear in his suitcase, I’m not even going, maybe I should ask him!”.
“Hubby!”, Nathalie walked up to him, watching him fold his trousers, “why did you put my underwear in your suitcase!”, she got straight to point and he blushed bright red, realising that he had been caught red handed.
“I put your underwear in my suitcase as something to remember you by. I know that I will be back tomorrow afternoon, but a few hours without you is too much!”, the designer held his tears back as best as he could, seeing his lover focusing her gaze on the floor, meant that she was upset, even though she didn’t like people seeing her cry, she could never fool her husband.
“Come here my precious peacock! I know your upset, so am I, and you know you can’t hide anything from me!”, Gabriel spoke softly, teasing her a little bit at the end.
The married parents were now cuddling on their double bed, feeling really upset about leaving each other, even if it’s only just for a few hours.
“I wish I could take you with me on my business trip. I don’t know what I’d do without my sexy, tempting, organised secretary!”, the designer kissed his assistant on the nose and it turned the tears in her eyes into laughter, “but Marinette and her family are in Shanghai, Alya and Nino are in Australia, so there will be no one home to watch the kids!”.
Gabriel and Nathalie both stayed cuddling, letting all their tears and everything they had been holding back, to just let it all come out.
Their cuddling was soon interrupted by the dark-haired woman’s tummy rumbling, “have you eaten anything, my love?”, the blonde man questioned, worrying about her health.
“I’ll eat something as soon as I quickly use the bathroom!”, his wifey reassured him.
“Ok, just make sure to get some sleep as well, I know you can’t sleep without me, but you’ll just have to try!”, her hubby mocked her and she playfully slapped his upper arm.
A few minutes later, they had finished packing his suitcase and they gave each other a last, tight hug, not wanting to let go. While they were still hugging, Adrien and Sofia quietly entered their bedroom, seeing their parents already occupied, so they ushered themselves out without making a noise.
Gabriel was about to leave, but Nathalie grabbed his hand, telling him:
“I’ve got nerves in my tummy!”.
“My plane to Miami doesn’t leave for a good for hours, so I’ve got just the cure for your abdomen nerves!”, the tall man smiled.
He took his wife’s red sweater and leggings off, nudging her towards their bed, making sure she was comfy, before starting his magical treatment.
He started his hands on the right side of her stomach, down by the bone of the pelvis, rubbing it in a circular motion, lightly up to her right side, till he reach his lover’s rib bones.
The designer then moved his hands straight across to the left side, working his way down to the left side of the dark-haired woman’s hip bone and back up to her belly button, repeating this for thirty minutes.
After the massage, Nathalie felt a lot better, putting her sweater and leggings back on and her hubby interlinked their hands while walking downstairs.
Once they were finally in the atelier, Gabriel gave his children and wifey hugs and kisses, telling them to call him if there’s any problems.
Just before the famous fashion designer got into his limousine, to be driven to the airport by his chauffeur, he whispered into Adrien’s ear:
“Take care of your mum, she maybe strong, but I know that deep down she’s hurting and upset, try to comfort her while I’m away!”.
He waved good bye to everyone and they waved back as his car disappeared into the distance.
“Now you two behave, while I goto the bathroom”, their mum told them, before making her way up the stairs.
Thirty minutes later, Nathalie walked into the kitchen, being greeted by the blonde teenager. He hugged his mum lovingly, saying:
“Mother, are you still upset about father, because I saw you crying, whilst you guys were hugging, earlier!”.
“Look Adrien, I was upset earlier, but I’m absolutely fine now! Please don’t bring it up, otherwise I’ll end up crying again!”, she told her son how she felt.
“Then why did you take so long in the toilet?”, the young model continues to question suspiciously, “because I’ve been constipating! Now drop the inspections Sherlock homes!”, his mum spoke, quirking her right eyebrow, before making a start on dinner.
After dinner, everyone cuddled up on the sofa, watching a movie called Sonic the hedgehog 2, before getting ready for bed.
Once Adrien had finished brushing his teeth, he got under the covers, slowly drifting off to sleep.
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Miraculous: One Shots
RandomA collection of thoughts and ideas that appeared in my mind. Hope you like it. This story is written by me, but the show still belongs to Thomas Astruc and Jeremy Zag.