Oblivion - A Miraculous Ladybug story

I Do Adore

Everything you do
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Train rides, in Adrien's experience, were usually a somber affair. He had only ever gone out of Paris for photoshoots, and photoshoots meant business.

This train ride, however, was for a field trip to London. After much pleading, his father had allowed him to go on the trip with the condition that he finished one of his online lessons. Naturally, Adrien agreed.

He was just about to start when Alya had asked him to swap places with her. He obliged, sitting in the empty spot beside a sleeping Marinette.

A moment passed, maybe two. And then Marinette's head dropped onto his shoulder.
It was kinda weird, seeing Marinette sleeping. She looked peaceful, at ease, and very, very cute. Smiling, Adrien paused his lesson, resting his head against hers and closing his eyes.

Adrien had always considered Marinette a friend, but he wasn't sure if Marinette liked him. She never properly spoke to him, always avoided eye contact with him, and always walked away when he was close by. He honestly didn't know what he did to upset her.

But his head was becoming heavy and his thoughts were becoming blur.

He could figure it out later.

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When you're near I hide my blushing face
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Nino was home sick with the flu, which meant that Adrien was going to be sitting alone during class. Unless, knowing his luck, Lila had something to say about it. Which she did.

"Hey Adrien!" She waved at him, and he saw Marinette stiffen in front of him. He noticed the seat beside her was empty as well. Maybe Alya was sick too. "You don't mind if I sit here, do you?"

"Not at all, Lila," Adrien replied, picking up his bag. "I was just about to sit next to Marinette anyways."

Lila sputtered as Adrien got up, moving to sit in the seat next to Marinette. Ignoring Lila, he turned to Marinette, smiling at her.

"Hey, Marinette! Did you get enough sleep last night?" he teased, taking out his textbook. Marinette flushed, a nervous smile appearing on her face.

"Alya told me...Sorry."

"Don't be," he replied, pleased that she didn't seem to be upset with him. "Anyways, you're adorable when you're asleep."

Her cheeks turned even redder and she looked away. Oh, this was fun. "I've seen your pyjamas too, and they're cute, so I can only imagine what you're like in bed."

Oh. Oh no. You've certainly done it now.

Marinette choked on air as Adrien began to take back what he said.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I don't know what I was thinking, I didn't mean-"

He cut himself when Marinette began laughing, waving him off. He couldn't help it, a grin of his own making its way onto his face.

"It's alright," Marinette assured, wiping her eyes. "I knew what you meant, it's fine."

Adrien exchanged smiles with her, and he had the feeling that everything was going to be okay.

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We're opposites in every way
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Marinette had sat with Adrien in class once before, for a whole of two minutes. Two minutes did not provide much time for any sort of conversation, which had initially spared Marinette from a lot of embarrassment.

But this time, it didn't seem like either she or Adrien were going anywhere anytime soon. They were quiet, both of them sneaking glances when the other wasn't looking.

"What's your favourite colour?" Adrien said suddenly, cringing internally. Favourite colour? Smooth.

"Pink," Marinette replied, drumming her fingers on the table. "You?"

"Mine's blue," Adrien replied, a goofy smile appearing on his face. The colour of Ladybug's eyes.

"Any specific shade?" Marinette asked, turning to face him. Adrien's breath caught in his throat when they locked eyes. Blushing, he realised how pretty Marinette really was. He always knew Marinette was good-looking, attractive even, but this close to her he noted that she was really, really pretty. And her eyes were exactly like Ladybug's, the colour, the shape, everything. What were the odds?

"Adrien?" Marinette called, snapping Adrien out of his daze. His cheeks felt even warmer than before once he realised that he had been staring.

"Yeah?" He replied, clearing his throat upon hearing how high pitched his voice had gotten.

"Do you have a favourite shade?'

Yes. "No."

The colour of your eyes. "Just... blue in general, I guess."

Marinette nodded, and silence washed over them once more. The seconds stretched by painfully slowly, and Marinette huffed a strand of  hair away from her face.

"It's your turn," Adrien broke the silence once more.

"My turn?"

"To ask a question."

"Oh." Marinette frowned, lips curving into an adorable pout as she pondered for a while. "Okay, I got one. Favourite food?"

"Pastries. I don't have a specific favourite, but my weakness is pastries."

"Really? I could bring some for you tomorrow," Marinette offered, tilting her head slightly.

"Oh, no," Adrien objected, shaking his head. "I wouldn't want to inconvenience you."

"It's no inconvenience at all," Marinette replied. "I bring stuff from the bakery for Alya anyways. In fact," Marinette paused, turning to rummage in her bag. She pulled out a small container with a croissant, sliding it across the table to Adrien. "I'm not sure if it's warm anymore, but you can have it if you want." 

"Cool! Thanks, Mari," Adrien smiled, reaching for the container.

Madam Bustier cleared her throat, signaling for the class's attention. When there was silence, she smiled, pointing at something on the screen.

"I have an assignment for all of you, today. In order to appreciate things a little more, we're going to have a project about the things you find irreplaceable."

Adrien glanced at Marinette out of the corner of his eye.

"How you go about identifying and displaying these things are completely up to you," Madam Bustier continued. "You have exactly a week to do this. And, just to make it a little more fun, you can pair up with someone!"

Wasting no time, Adrien turned to Marinette, holding up his fist. "Partners?"

Marinette's eyes flickered down to his hand, the feeling of déjà vu washing over her. Smiling, she lifted her own hand, touching her fist to his.

"Partners."

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Every little thing you do,
I do adore