Fortuitous (A Miraculous Gender Neutral Reader Insert)

(Un)pleasant Dreams

Me: Why is it so cold?!?
Also me: November is one month away from December.
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Marc leaves your house in a dazed state. Did I...mess up? I couldn't've kept this from him at this point...Right? Gahhhhh! Why is this so hard?!? You go to sleep thinking that. You only manage to sleep for a half-hour before you have to go back to school. I got five hours of sleep in the last three days. I hate my liiiiiiiiiiiiiiifffffffffffffeeeeeeeeeee!!!! You groan all the way to school.

"Out of the way! My Adrikins is about to come to school for the first time. He doesn't need the first thing he sees to be your pathetic self!" Chloe shrieks at you. Normally, you wouldn't even be near her but, you're so tired. You lean against a wall by the door and try to sleep. It doesn't work. You sigh and head toward the art room.

Didn't I come to school to do something? I'm too tired to think. The art room is actually having a class for once. This is the absolute worst! You lay down in the middle of the hallway and actually start to doze off. You wake up to someone tapping your arm. The first thing you see is a soft yellow blob. It's Adrien. Fuck, it's Adrien. "Are you okay?" he asks. Of course, he does.

"Fine. Y-. I'm fine." you stutter. Stupid pretty people. You push yourself up. "I haven't seen you before."

"I'm new."

"Hi, new, I'm (Y/n)," you say and hold out a hand. He laughs and fuck it, I'm screwed. He takes your hand and shakes it.

"Eye see what ewe did there! I'm Adrien," he replies and you have the sneaking suspicion there was a bad pun in there.

"Ice to meat you Adrien." you counter. You look at your phone and realize you are so late. "I have to get to Ms. Bustier's before she makes good on her promise of detention. We should hang out sometime." No! Why would you say that?!? I should run far far away from him!

"I look forward to it," he replies and now you can't avoid him. You walk into the classroom and slide into your seat next to Marc.

"M(r./x./s.) (L/n), how nice of you join us," she says.

"Yes, I was...napping, but now I'm awake," you respond. The bell rings and you pretend you don't hear her calling for you to stay after class. You rush out with the rest of the students and grab Marc. "Sorry for not showing up. I fell asleep in the hallway."

"I'm still in shock over what you told me yesterday," Marc says.

"I hope we can still be friends even after..." you trail off.

"Of course, we can! I won't let this change anything between us!" he says with uncharacteristic steel in his eyes.

"...thought they would make a cute couple. Why'd he have to reject them and put them in the dreaded friend zone?!?" Aurora shrieks bringing attention to her conversation with Mireille. I wanna know but I'm really don't wanna ask. You and Marc walk the halls.

"Do you have a secret hideout?"
"No. I don't really need one."

"Any superpowers?"
"None that I know of."

"Can I try on your costume?"
"We're different sizes."

"Can you take me on your next patrol?"
"It's too dangerous."

"How do you feel about the fanfics people write about you?"
"Well...I write some of them, so I guess I can't judge."
"Wha-What?!? Have I read any?"
"Heureux gets pushes themself up and groans. 'You're hurt,' you gasp. 'Nothing I can't handle,"Heureux replies. 'Now, let's get you home.' You hold onto Heureux tightly as wind whips past the both of you. You're home before you know it. 'Thanks for saving me,' you say blushing. There's a finger tipping your chin upward and you feel-"
"Oh my gosh! I have! How are you not embarrassed?"

Your conversation is cut short when someone bumps into you. Fuck it's Adrien! "Hey han-. Adrien! How are you?" you stutter. I'm a fucking cliché now.

He smiles at you and says, "I'm good. Are you okay?" Why's he asking?...Oh he bumped into me. Stop thinking and answer him!

"I'm fine." you say and nothing else.

"I was worried you might fall asleep again." he says with concealed mirth in his eyes. He's mocking me!

"I just had sleeping problems." you defend. The problem is I wasn't sleeping. "I just need to sleep."

"I hope you get some." In the proper place is unsaid, but heard all the same. You wave goodbye to Adrien. When he goes around a corner, you bump into a wall. This wouldn't be happening if it wasn't Adrien. Fuck.

"So...Adrien...huh." Marc says. I've done something wrong and I don't know what!

"He just...makes horrible puns and has a pretty smile. It's just a crush. It'll go away." you reply.

"...You're not even gonna try?" Marc asks.

"Nope." you reply. "It...wouldn't work out anyway." Why is it Adrien?!? "I have to go to my fighting class. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye. H-have a good day!" Marc stutters out. He looks determined for some reason. Maybe you gave him an idea for another fanfic.

By the time you get home from your fighting class, you want to collapse. You're wet and miserable. You spent an extended amount of time with your "family". You open up Heureux's account and decide to answer some questions.

Do you have superpowers?

I'm not super anything. TT^TT

Can you come to my daughter's birthday party? It would make her day.

It depends on when and where.

What do you look like without your mask?

<insert dark room with faint silhouette> Am I pretty? 🤣

Dude. What if Heureux wears a mask because their face is too great to be viewed by mere mortals?

I wear it bc I'm butt ugly underneath. Like Deadpool.

Hold up. Deadpool, a fictional character, has a COPY'd account in real life, but not one in universe. Does this mea

elongatedmusket38 was silenced. He was onto something.

Has anyone considered the mask is to hide Heureux's identity?

Blasphemy from the ones who silenced elongatedmusket38 they believe in the moon landings

you believe in the moon?

Looking at your feed always makes you feel better. Who'd've guessed you would be internet famous?