Coup de faudre✨

Chapter four

Adrien couldn't concentrate in class. His head was filled with images of Ladybug. Although her exterior from her curvy hips to her sharp jawline were all perfect, the real reason he had fallen in love with her was because of her heroic and strong personality. Her confidence attracted him. He felt that it was her most magnetic feature. He had never felt this way before. He had never even had a crush. But he knew this wasn't a mere crush. It was something more. It was more magical and intoxifying than a crush. He couldn't quite place what it was. Thats when a word slipped into his mind. It was love

Marinette POV
Mari could feel her crush's gaze but brushed it off. Why would Adrien be staring at her? She was no where as near as perfect as he was. An image of him entered her mind. His soft sunflower hair brushes his forehead. His sparkling emerald eyes glisen in the sunlight. He looked soooo perfect. When Mari first saw him, she thought he was a snob. A rich snob. Cliche. But after his genuine efforts to convince her that he wasn't who she thought he was, Mari had fallen hard. But because of her awesome luck, the fucking umbrella just had to close up on her face. Fuck, she thought. Adrien laughed. But it wasn't a "you are such a fuck up" laugh it was more of a "haha you are kinda funny" laugh. He wasn't laughing at her, he was laughing with her. This comforted her.

Hello? Alya waved her hand in Mari's face. Earth to Mari, you there? Marinette snapped out of her trance. Dreaming 'bout Adrien huh? Alya grinned. Yeah, Mari whispered. Adrien flinched at the sound of his name. He couldn't hear what Alya said but he saw Mari blushing. I wonder what they are hiding?

As per Mari's routine, she had to stare at her sweet Adrien at lunch for about half an hour(lunch is only for half an hour unfortunately). She couldn't help but notice that he was deep in thought. His lips were set in a soft smile and his eyes were distant. She assumed that he probably was dreaming bout a girl. He looked so happy. So content. Even though she loved him dearly and she was hurt, she found her self smiling. Atleast he is happy, she thought...

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Au revoir, mon amours
(Btw ik its mes amours but mon amours just sounds soo rite so plz dont attack me for my fucked up grammar)