Notebooks and Sketchbooks (Marc x Nathaniel)

After Reverser

Marc POV

Earlier this month, Marinette brought me to the art club. There were so many different variations of art in there. The teacher introduced me to everyone, I was even introduced to Nathaniel, I had been inspired by the art he had posted on the school website, but seeing it in real life was just, wow. I complemented his art, he thanked me and said what I said was nice. Mari mentioned I was good at writing. With that, the teacher offered for us to work together and I kinda panicked. Push came to shove and I got akumatized... Me and Nath made up though, we get along better now.

Me and Nathaniel are actually making comics together now. To actually be working with Nath after being inspired by him for a while, is awesome! The comics we make together are quite popular in the school, plenty of people enjoy them.

More recently, I've started feeling this... fluttering feeling? Whenever I look at Nathaniel. When he smiles, when he laughs, when our hands accidentally touch, and my face feels hotter sometimes. I decided to buy a red note book to write down how I feel, and to make up little situations.

I would write in this red notebook at home and it would stay at home, I'd bring a black notebook to write ideas for comics for me and Nathaniel to make. It's so weird for me to do this, isn't it...
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Nathaniel POV

This is so weird, ever since Marc and I started making comics together, I've gotten this... fuzzy feeling? A feeling I last felt when I had a crush on Marinette... They look kinda alike as well... Anyway, here I am, opening a new sketchbook, and what's the first thing on the first page? Marc, I immediately started sketching Marc. That's when my Mom just appeared behind me.

"Oh, she's pretty, what's her name?" My Mom asked

"His name is Marc." I said correcting her.

"Ah, I saw you drawing hearts around him and thought he was a girl, sorry. So... is my baby boy  bisexual? I remember you drawing that Marinette girl the same way your drawing that boy."

I could feel my face getting hotter, not going unnoticed by my Mom.

"My my, you truly are similar to your father, your Dad drew me 20 times before asking me out. Now there are like hundreds of drawings of me. Who knows, maybe this, Marc, is your future husband."

"Mom, could you just leave me to my sketch book?" I asked, annoyed

"Of course, of course, but don't get too caught in your fantasies, you have school tomorrow."

"Yes, I understand."
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3rd POV

Both boys did end up getting lost in their fantasies, Nathaniel stayed up all night drawing nothing but Marc. Like the boy had put him in a trance or something.

Though, Marc had fallen asleep on the couch, his red notebook flopped on his chest and his pencil in his hand.

Enters a new character, Marc's little sister, she finds Marc passed out on the couch. Instead of getting her Moms to help her with him, she wanted to know what he was writing. Sylvie quietly walked over to her older brother, slowly lifting his arm and slowly grabbing the red notebook from his chest. The young girl then swiftly ran to a little area where only she could get in and out of without having to squeeze herself.
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Sylvie's POV

I've made it into the small room, the room were our dog, Cookie, sleeps. Good thing I'm not much bigger than Cookie. Marc will struggle to get me here, heh heh. Let's see what he wrote now! Cookie then entered, laying on my lap. He'll make this read more comfortable. Okay, I may be just a third grader, but I've got the reading skills of an eighth grader! Let's get into this book!