Adrien was alone.
There was no one else insane enough to be in the park at midnight. Everyone was in their houses or working late night shifts instead of brooding like he was. It was stupid for him to even be there, given that he had a photo shoot early in the morning. But Adrien didn't care.
Not only was he alone at the park, but he was alone at home too. Not literally, of course, but emotionally. The only person he saw on a day to day basis was paid to tolerate him, and his father didn't seem to notice how he had slowly drifted away.
Adrien felt like yelling at the world for being so cruel, so harsh. But he held himself back, not wanting to sound like a lunatic to anyone who might happen to walk by. Instead he tilted his head back and stared up into the blanket of stars above.
"What did I do to deserve this?" Adrien asked no one in particular, "Why can't I just have a friend to be by my side, through thick and thin? I just... I just don't want to be alone anymore."
The words were raw and dramatic, Adrien knew. They came from his heart, and he hoped that one day someone would realize that he was hurting. That he needed help.
No one answered them, of course, but Adrien felt strangely comforted. After shaking the depressing thoughts from his head, he got up and began the long walk home. And with his eyes trained on the path before him, he failed to see a particular star above shine a bit brighter than normal.
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It was early in the morning, about 4:00 am, when Adrien was woken from his peaceful dream. The warmth of his blankets drew him into a half asleep haze, and he smiled into the night groggily. He could barely remember his dream, which was kind of sad, given how happy it had made him feel.
Rubbing his eyes, Adrien wondered what had woken him up. He never woke up this early on his own, sleep was a rare treasure and he hoarded what he could.
Sighing, he glanced at the glowing clock nearby and saw how early it was. He deeply wished he could go back to sleep, but he was scheduled to have a photo shoot in an hour and a half anyway, so there wasn't much of a point in staying in bed.
While a yawn burst from his dry lips, Adrien felt something near his toes. It felt like a cat, and he almost dismissed it as Plagg, until he remembered that Plagg had died over a year ago. With a yelp, he pulled his legs towards himself and stared at where the cat imposter felt like it had been.
Where his feet and toes had previously been wiggling under the sheets was a ginormous mass of.... something.
Adrien's breath caught in his throat and he stifled a gasp as the mass moved towards his now curled toes. He felt like yelling for help, but for all he knew that would only enrage the monster that he had never before believed lived under his bed.
The mass reached the edge of the blankets and something peaked out from underneath. It was a head.
Someone was in Adrien's bed.
The blankets fell away, revealing a girl with black hair pulled back in two pigtails. Her blue eyes glittered mischievously and her mouth twisted into a grin.
Adrien whimpered as the girl crawled closer to him, plopping herself next to him.
"Hey Adrien." She said nonchalantly, as if she hadn't just emerged from his blankets as if she was digging herself out of a grave.
Adrien just stared. How did a girl wearing a white dress get into his bed while he was sleeping?! He felt like screaming at her to see if she would react. This was beyond creepy, and he hoped that it was only a nightmare.

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My Imaginary Friend \|/ Adrienette/Marichat AU
Fanfiction"You're not real," He whispered, remembering all of the times that he had 'played' with her as a child. She giggled. "Of course I'm not silly. Or at least I wasn't, until now." \|/ "Rise, Chat Noir," Hawkmoth growled triumphantly, "And serve me." "...