Miraculously Worth It

8. What's Wrong

Adrien's P.O.V.

Once I brought (Y/N) to the kitchen, and made sure she remembered how to get there for next time, we started to scavenge the cupboards for food. There wasn't a lot and it makes me really wonder. She's been here for a few days now... But she didn't know where the kitchen was. Does she eat out a lot?
"Adrien find anything you want?" She peaked her head out from behind a cupboard door. I noticed a bag on the counter from a bakery.
"Maybe..." I walked over to it and opened it up, inside there were croissants. "Ahhhhhh!!!! You have croissants!??" I looked over to (Y/N) excitedly.
"Yeah, do you want them?" She asked me.
"Yes!" I grabbed two croissants and shoved one into my mouth, this is what heaven tastes like.

Suddenly I lost my grasp on the other croissant and it fell right out of my hands and on to the floor. I dropped to my knees.
"How the mighty have fallen!"
"Adrien, get off the floor. It's a croissant stop being so dramatic." She looked down at me with her hands resting on her hips.
"Okay, okay... But it was my croissant!" I whined like a little kid. Lame, I know. But croissants are my life!
"Hey, it's fine. You can have all of the croissants in the bag, my mom hasn't been eating them and I don't plan on eating them either!" She smiled and put a hand on my shoulder, I got up off the ground and rushed to grab the bag.
"(Y/N) you're an angel!" She giggled at me and we went back up to her room and started working on the project again.

I realized that she didn't get a snack for herself and wondered if she was hungry. "Hey, do you want a croissant?"
"No I'm not hungry!" She smiled at me and I smiled back but it wasn't genuine. I knew something was up, but what could she have against croissants?

~°half way through working on the project°~

We finally focused on a positive, well kind of positive, experiences. Mine was on how I finally got to go to public school, and her's was about how she almost died once but still survived. It was a very interesting story and explained part of why she always found the good in people.

(Y/N) laid down on her back and looked out her glass door that led to her balcony. "Woah! Did you see that?" She sprung back up onto the floor and pressed her face up against the glass. "The sky just turned purple for a second!"

My ears perked up, that is not normal. Maybe an akuma attack? I should probably go check it out, too bad we have to cut this short. "Hey (Y/N), I think I'm going to head out. We've finished so much of this project and I'm worn out!" She turned my way and smiled.
"Okay Agreste. See you tomorrow!" I laughed a little bit, usually people just call me Adrien.
"Right, bye (N/N)!" And with that I left her room and went down all of the stairs until I made it out of the building. Then I transformed in a little alleyway and rushed off to find the source of the violet sky she saw.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

After Adrien finally left I sighed loudly. I feel like he could almost see right through me, he could probably tell I'm acting. I need to cover this up better, I don't want to bring my problems to him.

I needed to think about this, I'm not hiding my problems good enough. I went up to the roof again so I could release my stress where I felt like I was on top of the world. I sat on one of the couches and looked down at Paris, what am I going to do with myself?
"(Y/N)... Why aren't you good enough? Do you even try? You don't try hard enough, that's for sure... You're stupid, no one should have to deal with you. Don't you ever get close to someone, I don't want you to ruin their lives. You've already caused enough trouble as it is." I whispered to myself, too caught up in my thoughts to realize the sky was purple again and there were people frantically running in the middle of the streets.

I felt tears stream down my face, but I didn't care. I was alone right now, I can let it all out, just this once. I squinted my eyes, pulled my knees close to my chest, and let my hair out of the messy braid I had put it in while working with Adrien. I leaned back in the chair and ran my hands through my hair, when I opened my eyes up again I turned my blurry gaze to the sky. I couldn't quite see properly since I had a salty liquid covering it, but I made out a faint outline of a figure in front of me.

I rubbed my eyes to clear them up a little bit more only to see a giant glowing orb of purple flying right at me. I shut my eyes tight waiting for the impact the thing would make when it hit me. Instead I felt myself being knocked out of the chair and rolling onto the ground with another human being. After that I was picked off the ground and was flying in the air being held close by this person.

The breeze in my face made me open up my eyes. I was in the air with an arm as my safety belt, a superhero's arm to be exact. Chat Noir stopped us at a different roof and set me down.

"Hey, are you ok?" He asked me.
"Uhhh... Y-yeah, just g-great!" I gave him two thumbs up and a hopefully trusting smile.
"Ok, stay here. I have to go save the city, but I'll be back to bring you home again." He looked at me with worry in his eyes before hopping on his portable pole and flying off again.
"Heh. Bye." I sat down on the roof and covered my face again. This is the second time I almost got caught. I'm really stupid...

~°after akuma is captured°~

I felt a little nudge and turned my sight towards the cause of it. Chat Noir was back. "Oh, hey Chat Noir!Thank goodness you're here, it's getting kind of chilly." I smiled as bright as I could. I wanted to avoid any questions about my emotional state and hoped this would help my goal.
"Umm... Okay, let's go." He picked me up and carried me back to my house. Once he set me down I thanked him and turned around to go back inside as fast as I could.

"Wait!" I froze in my tracks hoping he was just going to say, 'your welcome'.
"I know you're not okay, and if you want to talk about it I'm here. You shouldn't keep your emotions to yourself. It's not healthy." He did see me, he knows. Without facing him I replied.
"I-I'm good. Th-thank y-you." And with that I ran back into my house and climbed into my bed. That was enough drama for today, I'm just going to go to sleep.

Adrien's P.O.V.

(Y/N) is really hurting, I know that now. After seeing her cry on her roof as Chat Noir it's all so clear to me. I don't know what exactly happened that made her feel this way, but I still want to help her. She's a beautiful person and shouldn't have to feel this way.

For goodness sakes she's even nicer than Ladybug and Marinette! How could she cry like that? Did Chloe really bother her and what she said at lunch was to cover it up? Or could it have been what she talked about while we worked on our project. About the reason why she moved here...

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Hey everyone, I just wanted to address some issues I have with my writing. I wrote this 2 years ago when I was struggling with anorexia and depression(also cancer but I didn't really make the story about that). Previously I had incorporated an eating disorder into the story, but I know that it can be triggering and may come off as glorifying the disorder, so I decided to take it out now that I've gotten better. I do understand that some parts of my story still hint at eating issues, but I don't know if I should put a warning for them. Please let me know if I should, and if you are struggling with your body image please reach out to a friend or family member you trust so you can get the help you need. Please take care of yourselves, I'm always here to listen.

With much love,

Rani❤️