"Are you sure you want to do this Adrien?" Nathalie asked, the stern woman somehow managing to ignore the 19 extra pairs of eyes that watched her.
"Yes. I think so..." he said as resolutely as he could, "Chloe's be there, and I hope Alya and Nino will have my back but I havent spoken to them in a while so..."
Adrien was going back to school.
Winter break had ended exactly 4 weeks ago today, that meant Adrien had been hiding for almost two months.
Two months without her.
He was definitely doing better than his father had, if spending days in bed was considered better that terrorising Paris.
"Okay, well Placide is just a phone call away so if you need to come home..." she trailed off. This wasn't his home. His home was barren and lonely and left in ruins.
But he missed it.
A honk sounded from outside his window.
"Oh Chloe's here!" He exclaimed, grabbing his bag and wrapping both arms around Nathalie in a greatful hug.
It took a few seconds but eventually, she hugged him back, healing something in him.
Another honk.
"Got to go!" He whispered, releasing Nathalie and racing out the front door to a white Volkswagen - unnoticeable and normal, just like he'd asked for.
Opening the door to the backseat, he found Chloe, dressed up in a fitted yellow jacket, and Sabrina, who had her hair tied back in a braid.
Something he'd never seen before.
"You ready?" Chloe asked, fixing her lipstick.
"Nope,"
She looked over sympathetically, "I figured you'd say that,"
"Let's go Jean Mathew!" She announced to Armand, the driver, not even close to getting his name right.
Adrien was so incredibly nervous.
Two months.
A lot changed in two months.
What if his classmates treated him differently?
What if Alya and Nino hated him for cutting communication even though they were struggling too?
What if it brought back to many memories?
But the drive from his new house to the school wasn't a long one, so before he had time to rethink everything, they had pulled up out the front.
It looked...bigger? More intimidating? More...lonely? Not a building he particularly wanted to set foot in.
But he did anyway. It's what Ladybug would have done.
It's what he needed to do.
Be brave, he told himself.
The classroom seemed to be more crowded than usual, with seemingly the whole school assembled in the tiny space.
Even despite all those people, someone still managed to notice him.
Alya's eyes were on him the second the door opened, and they looked livid.
Visibly cringing as Alya stormed his way, Adrien frantically thought of a way out before...before...
"Adrien, fucking, Agreste," she said loudly, punching him in the shoulder, "don't you dare ghost me like that, I was worried!"
And suddenly, Adrien found himself wrapped in her arms, with the eyes of every person in the room locked on him like a lion to prey.
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Without his Lady
FanfictionHawkmoth was defeated. But at what cost? After the battle in which Adrien lost both his father and his Lady, he stops. He stops smiling, he stops trying, he stops living. He's an empty shell of a human being. But when vivid flashbacks and a masoch...
