It's Always Been You (Miraculous Ladybug Future)

VIII

｡*ﾟ+.*.｡Sara｡*ﾟ+.*.｡

"So... How'd it go?" Simone asks me that night in my room. She's aware of my slight confusion of feelings between Paul and Hugo, as I told her the night she arrived to my apartment. She's really invested in the whole story, and claims she's on 'team Hugo', whatever that is. "Did you kiss?"

I am taken aback. "What? No, of course not!" I shake my head. "He doesn't even like me."

"After everything you've told me, it sure sounds like it."

"Simone, he kissed another girl at the party Friday night."

｡*ﾟ+.*.｡Hugo｡*ﾟ+.*.｡

On one of the many afternoons that we see each other to (mostly) study, we decide to go to my house. It's the first day that nothing has come up, and I want to take advantage of it.

We arrive and I show her my house, from the kitchen to the living room to my bedroom. I didn't get a chance to do a house tour last time she was here because her mother came pretty early to pick her up.

She admires all the rooms and meets my hamster. Unfortunately, my parents are home, so we are limited to study in my room where no one can hear us.

"Wow." She says softly. I love hearing her voice like that. It's sensitive.

"Yeah..." I scratch the back of my neck.

"It's so high up. I can't believe you have an attic all to yourself."

I chuckle. "Yeah, it's pretty good for blocking out noise from downstairs."

"Oh," she says. "So they can't hear what's going on up here, either, then."

A thought crosses my mind. I blush and look away, tossing it to the back of my head. "Y-yeah."

"What's wrong, Hugo?" She asks innocently. Oh god. She's closer to me now, much closer than before. Looking up at me like that, I can't control myself. I feel like suddenly my pants are too tight.

"N-no-nothing! Nothing's wrong."

Sara leans into my ear. "Then why are you so nervous?"

I can't hold it in any longer. I cup her face and smash our lips together. It feels so good. She kisses me back, then pulls back. She looks down, embarrassed. I look down. "Oh. Oh." I say.

There's an obvious bulge in my pants sticking out. These damn pants.

But all Sara does is grab me by my collar and stumble backwards until we hit the door. Her hands are already in my hair and one of mine on her waist, the other locking the bedroom door. We explore each other's mouths, taking turns to dominate over the other. I pick her up and her legs wrap around my waist as I walk towards my bed.

I look at her laying down below me for a second before continuing our makeout session. I slide her shirt off to reveal a pink lacy bralette...

~*~*~*~*~*~

I sit up, shocked and cheeks burning red. I'm struggling to catch my breath and my heart beats rapidly inside my chest.

Fuck, Hugo. What was that?

I get out of bed, going to wash my face with cold water. I can't believe I had one of those dreams about her. It's never happened to me before, I feel way too embarrassed to even- Agh!

I try to think about her in a less... Improper way.

Me and Sara have been hanging out and studying at the park for three weeks now. Three weeks we've been sitting on that stone bench, laughing and talking for most of the time, being honest.