~Unwritten Stories~ {Mark×Nathaniel \Miraculous}

Chapter 1:The Scrapped Ideas...

**NOT PROFESSIONAL, MADE BY SOMEONE WITH NO TRAINING AND LITTLE EXPERIENCE**

So far, Marc had written a lot of things. He had one a medal for his writing and the stories he wrote got him amazing popularity, leading him to be put on the news. This was amazing for him, and this glory of his dream has started way before he anticipated. Meanwhile Nathaniel was chosen for art competitions, and cover art. He would sometimes lose the competitions, sometimes win, but he always enjoyed the creative space and the excitement that these competitions provided him with.

They got really far with the mangas that they wrote together, winning the awards of the youngest pair of literary artists in France. (In this Au.) They had everything they wanted. They even worked together in an art studio that has everything they needed for their work. While working on some artworks, Nathaniel looked at what Marc was doing.

To his surprise, Marc was writing a romance. From a first person perspective. It was about life with working around someone you don't know how you feel about.

"Interesting story. Is that an idea? Or is it just to keep for yourself?" He asked, which startled the young boy. He looked up, confused as to why the redhead was reading what he was writing.

"A-ah... This? It's just... An idea I had. But the topic of romance, especially yaoi, it is a bit bad for younger audiences and our mangas were supposed to be all ages.. So it's just a little..uh... S-safe-keeper, I guess." He was acting pretty shy about it, more than usual knowing that he had warmed up a lot to Nathaniel.

Nathaniel took note of his reaction and got lost in thought. Maybe the piece triggered something? Nathaniel couldn't understand. Did Marc like him? Why did a romance he was writing make Marc more shy around him? It was all just a crazy mix up. He just pushed the thoughts out of his head and tried to work on his art, but he couldn't stop zoning out...

{Marc}
He was feeling so embarrassed. Why was Nathaniel so spaced out..? Did he find something in the writing wrong? Did it make him uncomfortable? Was he being too shy? Gosh, he made a fool of himself, didn't he? He was lost in his mind. What was he supposed to do? Was Nathaniel annoyed? He decided to keep writing, but he was so stressed.

Later in the day, Nathaniel had gone home. (Yes Marc gets peace)

"Bye Marc!" Nathaniel smiled a bit. He was acting happy. But as he walked out, he was just staring at the ground. Marc sighed. Why was Nathaniel so gloomy whenever neither of them were talking or he wasn't looking at him? The young writer was so confused.

Marc decided to take a break and just go shower. Why was all of this just circling around in his mind? Why did he care so much?

It was his hair wash day, but he ended up being slightly more aggressive with his hair and started to get a headache. His hair was falling out. He just sighed and wrapped up his shower routine and got in bed.

He was tired of thinking all day. What a drag...