Miraculous Ladybug One-Shots

A Rose in a Garden Full of Weeds

Sorry for the slow update! I've been super busy these past couple of days and (believe it or not) my photographer keeps rescheduling my photo-shoots and it's not meshing well with my volleyball schedule!

Yes, I'm a model. Don't ask how, because feel like a goddamn troll :3.
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"All along, it was a fever."

There once was a kingdom.

"A cold sweat hot-headed believer."

This kingdom was ruled by a kind king, and a loving queen.

"I threw my hands in the air, said, 'Show me something.'"

The kingdom was a happy one, but the king and queen felt as if they were missing something.

"He said, 'If you dare, come a little closer.'"

And so, a princess was born.

She was everything a princess should be: kind, beautiful, compassionate, loving, gentle, selfless and adventurous.

"Round and around and around and around we go."

Months with her drew into years, and the kingdom watched her grow into the fairest maiden in all the land. Eventually, they found her eighteenth birthday to be the following day, and she was to meet hundreds of suitors and choose one of them to be her groom, and the next king.

"Oh now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know."

She wanders farther into the royal garden, her light-pink gown brushing against the rose-covered hedges framing and shaping 'Le Labyrinthe de la Beauté'; The Maze of Beauty. She releases a breath and holds the last note of the girl's part of the duet before sitting down in a tree-swing tied to a great willow deep in the garden. The willow overhead sways with the wind, leaves occasionally leaving with the spring breeze.

"Not really sure how to feel about it, it's something in the way you move." Her heart palpitates when a male voice sings the second part of the duet. Black-gloved hands settle gently over her own. "Makes me feel like I can't live without you, and it takes me all the way."

The princess smiles lightly, her heart beating a mile a minute, and leans back into the torso of the man she's known and loved since she was a little girl. "I want you to stay," they harmonize lightly, and the sound is one to remember for its ringing, melodic beauty.

The gloved hands leave her own, and the masked man walks around the swing and swoops into a bow before the princess. "My Lady." He takes her hand and kisses her knuckles gently, causing the princess to giggle quietly.

"My knight," she addresses him with a small smile. "What brings a troublemaker like you to this calm safe-haven?"

He holds his chin in thought before a smirk dances across his lips. "I guess you could say I couldn't stay away from the most mew-tiful purrincess these lands have ever seen."

She slaps his shoulder playfully, and he chuckles. "You've always been been quite the flirt, Chat Noir."

Chat Noir winks. "You love me, Mari."

And indeed, she does.

Princess Marinette's heart constricts painfully when she remembers she won't able to see Chat Noir like this ever again...

The prince in disguise sits down in the grass in front of Marinette and leans his head back into her lap. She strokes his dashing blonde hair lightly, and he hums in response. Of course, Princess Marinette is not aware of the fact that the man she is in love with is going to be one of the princes that will attend her birthday ball the following afternoon. Heck, she doesn't even know he's royalty!