Miraculous One Shots **DISCONTINUED**

Marinette x Depressed! Reader

(A/n)- This was a requested one shot. I'm sorry but I couldn't find this user's request. Thanks for reading!

"What did I ever do to deserve you?"

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"(Y/n), would you please...just-listen!" Your father slammed his fists on the table as his voice rose. You flinched and stared at him, eyes watering.

"No...no, please! I refuse to believe that!" You let the tears roll down your face like a heavy rainstorm. Your father sighed and scratched his head.

"Look, are you gonna bawl all night or are you gonna listen to me?"

You sniffed and could only think. He was acting so...indifferent. Like you were causing a scene for no reason.

The silence grew unbearable. Your eyes landed on your mother who was sipping on her tea. Her eyes were so vague, you couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"...You can leave now, (Y/n)."

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The wind blew your (H/l), (H/c) tresses into all different directions. You felt the cool breeze graze your skin. You inhaled, exhaled, then carried on your way.

Marinette ran and ran until she couldn't anymore. "I'm so late! I'm so late, ahh!" She was a wreck.

As she waited for the cars to pass, she caught sight of a girl on the opposite side of the road. "Huh?" She kept her eyes on her for a minute before a car honked at her.

She jumped and scurried on her way. But then the box she was carrying fell and got ran over. "Oh...what am I gonna do now...," she asked, hanging her head low.

"No time for that! Gotta get to school!"

Magical time skip brought to you by NANI?!?!~

"Don't worry about it, Marinette. It's fine," Alya said as she walked with her friend. Mari smiled and kept silent. Alya's phone rang.

One quick glance and Alya sighed. "Listen, my mom's picking me up. Do you want a ride?" Marinette thought fot a moment until her eyes wandered to that girl from earlier.

"No, thanks...I actually have to take care of something. See you tomorrow," she said with a wave and running off. Alya looked at her confused and shrugged her shoulders. "I'll never understand that girl."

You felt a tap on your shoulder and you tensed. You turned to see a bluenette girl smiling at you. "Hi, I know it's none of my business...I just..."

Her words trailed off and you waited. "I saw you this morning," she said, rubbing her arm and biting her bottom lip. "Yeah, so," you asked quietly.

You really has no clue where she was going with this. She was so nervous that you could barely understand a word that came from her mouth. You cut her off from her rambling.

"Listen, if you're wondering if I'm homeless, I'm not. And if-" Her eyes widened and she was quick to correct you. "N-no! I wasn't asking that! It's just...I always see you here, never anywhere else. Why-why is that...?"

You heaved a deep breath and looked down. "I'm looking for newspapers." She looked puzzled.

"You know, for jobs?" You held one up as an example. The girl blushed from embarrassment and apologized.

"W-why are you looking for jobs," she asked cautiously. You raised a brow. "I don't even know your name and you want my life story?"

The girl apologized once more and held out her hand. "I'm Marinette Dupain-Cheng. My family runs the bakery around the corner. What's your name?" You hesitantly took her hand and shook it.