"I'm Back."

"Dance the night away."

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Adrien flashed a suave smile that sold the roguish visage that he was to embody. He then looked over to his friend to see how he was doing. Moments prior he was worried about him during rehearsals, they were practically told to act like the opposite of themselves, and Adrien didn't have much of a hard time.

Being a model he was able to embody whatever role he was given and deliver, Elias on the other hand, had quite a few arguments with the instructor, so Adrien was pleasantly surprised to see that he took nothing the instructor said in mind but instead created the visage that was better tailored to himself. He walked with an air of elegance. The confidence in his stride spoke volumes.

Adrien also worried about the reveal. No one outside of Elias's small circle had ever seen the scar on his back. Gabriel Agreste only learned about it recently for the sake of the collaboration. But, Elias still walked with pride.

'I wonder how he got it.'

A thought that has always flashed across the blonde's mind. Despite having a close relationship with the musician, he still only knew a handful of things about Elias.

He forced the thought down. Focusing on the flashing cameras and the faces of his friends awaiting their entry into the hall.

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"Adre-kins, Eli~!" Chloe greeted the two men upon entry, with a tight hug and air kisses, "Elias it's been so long! I can't believe you landed in Paris and didn't even drop by to say hi."

"Hello again Chloe, it never long enough." The man responded with an unassuming smile despite his words. He placed a hand to his chest bowing slightly in greeting. "Still the charmer I see." Chloe scoffed as he raised his head back up. Elias smirked and winked, "A pretty face only gets you so far." Words Chloe did not appreciate it either but chose to ignore. "I don't know how you do it Adre-kins." Chloe looks to Adrien who only smiled politely at their interaction. The blonde chuckled apologising for his friend's behaviour, though he was aware Elias was only teasing the woman.

Chloe's demeanour slightly shifted from her usual brattiness to a more subtle expression of care. "Elias, when did you get that scar." The question drawing eyes towards the small group.

The Canadian went quiet for a split second, contemplating his response, before answering with his usual charming smile. "Rehab was fun..."

Chloe chuckled, placing a hand on his shoulder briefly before turning to face Luka to grab his arm. "Well I'll speak to you too later hmmm." She waved at the two whilst practically dragging the bassist away. "Bye Marinella," Chloe yelled ignoring Nino and Alya; The latter rolling her eyes in response to the lack of acknowledgment. "Yeah Chloe." The designer answered with a sigh not bothering to turn fully.

Elias' response danced around Marinette's mind, but she didn't want to pry. Elias is a character surrounded by mostly secrets and tended to keep to himself his personal life was something he guarded with his life. Though Marintte held here tongue her best friend was more outspoken than she.

"Rehab! You sure?" Alya commented. Elias turned to her maintaining his calm exterior, "It was a special technique reserved for more...stubborn people like myself." Alya seemed satisfied with that answer returning her face softening. "You're a strong guy. Not many are successfully rehabilitated all considered." She trailed off not wanting to get too deep into a typically touchy topic.

"I guess you're right, I have to get going now though I have a performance to do. I hope to see you around though, Alya." He turned to Adrien with a no which was met also met by a nod of approval.

He walked between Marinette and Alya, stopping for a second to spesk to the former.

"Aunt Aletta said she would love to catch up over dinner sometime."
"Um oh- I would love to." Marinette answered, he nods with a satisfied smile before turning to walk away, getting in a final sentence before disappearing.
"I'll let her know. By the way—" she raised an eyebrow.

"—you look gorgeous."

He walked away before getting escorted onto the stage. He grabbed the mic on the stand, clearing his throat to get the attention of the audience Luka was already on his bass in hand ready to start playing along with some other instrumentalists.

His voice smooth and clear on the microphone as he sang the first song of the opener. It was a retro style song cover; Something you'd expect to hear in a club in the 1900s rather than his own songs, though they were well executed by him despite his preferred genre being rock. In fact he sounded too good, the crowd was swayed by his vocal skills, people in the crowd visibly taken back by his range.

" The lace in your dress tingles my neck. How do I live? " The instrumental crescendoed building up to the chorus.

Marinette had always loved this song. Though not many were aware of that fact, her mind couldn't help but wonder to the possibility that he could have picked the song with her in mind. 'That ridiculous. There is no way—'

She raised her head that had fallen to stare at her feet unbeknownst to her and was met by the intense amber gaze she had always loved and hated so much. He was looking at her. It might have been a coincidence. That had to be it. She looked away trying to focus her attention somewhere else. Her eyes flicked back to the man on stage.

His eyes were still on her...

She blood rushed to her cheeks when Elias smiled at her, chuckling through the end of the lyric subtly he then looked away seemingly more animated on the stage. 

"The death of a bachelor! " 

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A/N: LMAO Heres a chapter IG