Miraculous One Shots **DISCONTINUED**

Nathaniel x Best Friend! Reader

(A/n)- This was requested by Musical_Kid. Go check them out! And the first part of her his will be hi sake place in seventh grade, per the request. Thanks for reading!

You laughed as you listened to your friends tell their funny tale. Nathaniel sat down next to you. You smiled at him.

"Hey, Nath! We were just talkI ng about the time that (Friend's/name) snorted milk through their nose." You went back to your lunch as the others conversed. Nathaniel laughed.

"I remember that. Milk was everywhere. It was a mess." He brought out his sketchbook and began sketching. You peeped over his shoulder to see what he was drawing.

It was a drawing of a beautiful girl. She had on a superhero costume and she was doing a power stance. The art was incredible.

"You just keep getting better and better at your art, Nathaniel. Please, don't ever give it up. I wish I had that talent." You watched him draw, a smile forming on his lips. "Thanks, (Y/n). Maybe one day I'll get good enough to draw a comic. I've always wanted to do that."

You looked at the superhero. "What's her name?" You inquired. Nathaniel shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know. Why don't you name her?" He finished the detailing. You thought of a name.

"How about Ladybug?"

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(This is eighth grade.)

"Hey! Stop it!" You ran over to Nathaniel and kicked at the male that was tearing his sketchbook in half. You let out a growl and threatened him.

"If you don't leave, I'll make you. And you don't want that." The male snickered at you. "What is a measly girl like you gonna do? Call me a name?" Your blood boiled.

You ran your knee in his stomach and kicked him in the ribs. "Don't you ever underestimate me again! And stay again way from Nathaniel!" You took the torn pages and grabbed Nathaniel's hand.

"Don't worry, Nathaniel. I taught him a good lesson. And don't worry about your sketchbook. I'll get you another one." You led him inside and into the nurse's office. She checked his wounds out and you waited. Nathaniel turned to you.

"I'm sorry, (Y/n)."

You quirked an eyebrow. "What are you sorry for? That guy went after you. He had it coming." He let out a sigh.

"You shouldn't have to protect me. I'm not a child anymore." You grabbed his hand and looked him in the eyes. "I will always protect you, Nathaniel. You are my best friend. I will not stand by and let you get hurt by some bullies."

You smiled at the red-head, promising him to always be there for him.

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(This is tenth grade.)

You walked up the steps of Franciose Dupont. Nathaniel had told you to meet him in the art room. He had been spending a lot of time in there recently.

You walked inside and up the stairs, greeting your other friends as you passed. Nathaniel stood by the art room, clutching his sketchbook tightly in his arms. It was the one you had bought him after Chloe destroyed his other one.

You remembered seeing the horror on his face as she ripped it apsrt. You felt terrible. So you bought him another one.

"Hey, Nath!" you greeted. The boy perked up and blushed. "Hey, (Y/n). I wanted to show you something. Come on."

He pulled you inside and sat you down at his desk. There sat a boy with black hair and green eyes. He had on a red Hoodia and was writing in a journal. He looked up at you.