It was a beautiful spring day in Paris, the grass was becoming more visible and greener by the day, flowers were starting to bloom and everything was just great.
Gabriel woke up to the singing song birds melody, hearing them sing in harmony. He stretched his arms in the air and rested back into the deep, soft mattress.
The designer turned his head and he stared at his assistant, who was still fast asleep, he gently layed a soft kiss on her hair, being very careful to not wake her up.
The blonde man slowly slipped out of bed, being ever so careful as to not make a single sound that could possibly wake his lover up. Once he had managed to get out of their double bed, he fixed the duvet, before heading to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
Once he had gotten ready, he headed downstairs towards the kitchen and he saw Adrien and Sofia already sitting at the breakfast bar, waiting patiently for their food, so their dad made a start on breakfast, cooking toast with passion fruit juice for everybody.
After breakfast, Adrien, Gabriel and Sofia were playing Ludo in the living room. They played about five rounds and just as they were about to start their sixth round, Nathalie barged into the living room, wearing just her underwear and an open bathrobe, which looks like this.
She wiped the beads of sweat that were pooling down her face off with the back of her hand and she made her way to the couch, lying down on top of it, with her phone held in front of her face and a sad expression was eminent to everyone's eyes.
"Mum! Are you ok?", both of her children said in unison, clearly worried about their mum, "I'm fine!", the dark-haired woman replied bluntly, but her significant other knew there was something wrong and he could tell by the sound of her voice.
"Adrien! Sofia! Could you leave me and your mum alone for a moment, because we need to speak about something important!", the designer neutrally addressed the matter and his kids left the room.
The blonde man sat next to his wifey on the couch and he stared into her face, questioning:
"What's wrong my poor peacock, and don't tell me it's nothing, because by the look of your face it is something!".
Nathalie wiped the continuing sweat off her face, before showing her hubby the phone screen that showed her period tracker.
"You're going to have to talk, love! Because I don't understand the period tracker!", Gabriel told her, staring blankly at the period tracker on her phone, trying to work it out, but he just couldn't make nor head or tail out of it.
"I haven't had my period for five weeks now and I'm beginning to grow worried!", Nathalie expressed her emotions to her partner, "have you tried a pregnancy test?", the designer question, even though she is in her forties, there's still a chance of her becoming pregnant.
"I've already tried three pregnancy tests and they're all coming out as negative!", the dark-haired woman itched the area around her vagina, while talking to her husband.
"Is there something wrong with your cunt, darling?", her hubby questioned, his voice laced with concern as he eyed her private parts, "yes, it burns and it's really itchy!", she complained as she squinted her eyes from the pain, "it's ok! My princess, let's get something to eat and get you dressed into some decent clothes, then will goto the hospital, to sort your pain out!", her partner pecked her right cheek, before helping her sit up.
Gabriel got her some crackers from the cupboard and he made her some passion fruit juice.
Once Nathalie had finished her little snack, she went to the bathroom to take a pee, feeling the burning fluids escape her urethra, falling into the toilet bowl, before getting dressed into a sweater and a pair of lose jeans.
The married parents notified their teenage kids about where they were going, before getting into the car and driving towards the hospital.
Once they had reached the hospital, they signed in at the receptions desk and they were quickly seen by a dark purple haired female doctor called Bella and she showed them the way to her office.
Nathalie and Gabriel sat next to each other on the hospital and Bella sat on a black chair opposite them. "Mrs Agreste! How have you been lately?", she questioned with a soft voice, "I've been getting moody, I've been having night sweats, vaginal dryness, lack of concentration lately and I haven't had my period for five weeks now!", the dark-haired woman answered the doctor and she typed her symptoms on the computer.
"Ok, can you just lift your sweater up, so I can give you a blood test!", the purple haired doctor spoke, before getting the injection ready.
Nathalie's left hand was placed on her heart and started hyperventilating, Gabriel placed his right hand on top hers and he rubbed his wifey's back with his other hand, "it's ok! It's ok! My queen, I'll be by your side the entire time, just focus your eyes on me and it'll all be fine!", he tried to calm his lover down from her panicking state.
Once the dark-haired woman had calmed down, she lifted her sweater up, focusing her eyes on her husband, while Bella injected the needle into her patients waist and she placed a plaster on top of the injected spot.
Once that was over, the blonde man embraced his wife into a hug and he gave her multiple pecks on the forehead.
"Nathalie! Can you take your trousers and pants off, so I can examine your vagina!", the purple haired woman spoke calmly, before leaving the room for her patient to undress in private.
The designer helped his assistant take everything below her waist off, before sitting down on the black chair, that the doctor was sitting on a few minutes ago.
Bella entered the room and while she was putting her gloves on, Nathalie Intertwined her hand with her hubby's, holding it tightly, while she lied down on the hospital bed.
The female doctor then inserted two lubricated gloved fingers into her patients red, inflamed pussy, feeling her uterus and ovaries. While the procedure was happening, the dark-haired woman tightly shutted her eyes, feeling the intense pressure down there as she squeezed her husbands hand even tighter.
Once Bella had taken her fingers out and disposed her gloves in the bin, the designer helped his wifey off the hospital bed and he helped her put her panties and jeans back on, taking a seat next to her on the bed.
"Nathalie you've started menopausa! Here's some cream to help with your vaginal dryness!", Bella diagnosed her issue, before taking the bottle of cream out of her bag and handing it to her patient.
The married couple thanked her for everything, before leaving the hospital and getting into the car, driving back to the Manor.
When they reached the mansion, the blonde man helped his significant other out of the car and they both entered their house, seeing their kids standing right in front of them.
"Hi! Dad, did you find out what's wrong with mum?", the blonde teenager questioned, hoping that it wasn't anything serious, "yes, we did find out what was wrong with Nathalie! She has menopausa, it happens to a lot of woman when they reach their forties!", his dad answered.
When is was time for dinner, everyone sat around the dining room table, eating pizza from take out.
After dinner, everyone watched a movie called terminator, while eating popcorn and drinking fruit smoothies.
Once the movie had finished, the married parents gave both of their kids a kiss on the forehead, before retreating to their own room to get ready for bed as well.
Gabriel applied cream on his lover's vagina, "ouch!", she winced in pain from the touch, "sorry, love!", he apologised, "it's ok! I know the cream is suppose to make me better, even if it does kills!", the dark-haired woman reasoned calmly, despite the pain she was feeling on her sensitive areas.
Once the designer had finished applying the cream, he helped his wifey get dressed into her pants and shorts and they were now both lying down in bed, cuddling in each others arms as they both slowly drifted off to sleep.
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Miraculous: One Shots
LosoweA 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.