4 - liars, truthtellers, and detectives

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disclaimer: this story all happens before wishmaker.

adrien's pov

a beam of red in a sea of black. a blinding light in a world of darkness. a ray of hope in a land so hopeless. four years ago, there was hope. now, hope is a lost cause.

i'll never forget the day we had ice-cream together at andre's, with luka and kagami. or the day we had to hide at the movies from my crazy fangirls. or the day she coughed up blood in physics.

it wasn't a happy day. she was rushed to the hospital after fainting in my arms straight after, but recovered soon enough.

now your in the stars and six feet never felt so far.

i hear alya's voice. 'she would want you to be happy you know.'

i sigh. 'how can i be happy, alya? she was all i had!' alya doesn't say anything. 'you're silent now, huh?' i can feel anger bubbling up inside me. 'she was my fucking best friend.' alya has tears in her hazel eyes and looks mortified.

'she was fucking in love with you!'

i'm not aware of anything around me anymore.

 i don't take notice of alya storming off.

 i don't take notice of her family and friends giving me glares.

i didn't take notice of her undying love for me.

how could i be so stupid?

plagg's croaky voice sounds. 'adrien, we need to talk.' i make my way over to my car and sit inside. plagg flies out of my jacket. 'kid, alya lied to you.'

'what?' i dont even have energy to speak anymore.

'marinette has feelings for luka.'

'plagg what are you on about?' plagg looks at me with tears in his eyes.

'hold up, did you say has?'

just when my kwamii is about to explain, i hear deafening screams in the distance. this is probably our first akuma attack in four years.

i roll my eyes. 'well, guess it's back to the costume plagg!' plagg stays silent.

guess someone has some explaining to do.

luka's pov

my eyes widen.

'well, guess its back to the costume plagg!'

i can hear nothing but my own ragged breaths.

'claws out!'

shit.

367^^

--𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗊𝗊 2023


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