Fortuitous (A Miraculous Gender Neutral Reader Insert)

Somnolence

You swing into school halfway into the school day. You quickly change into your regular clothes and catch up with Marc. He's scribbling in his notebook under the stairs.

"Hey Marc." you say from behind him. He jumps in surprise and slams the book shut. He turns to face you.

"H-hey...your grappling hook is sticking out." he replies. You yelp and stuff it further into your bag.

"Thanks, that would've been a disaster." you say. "How are you?"

"I'm f-fine...why are you asking?" he asks.

"I just feel like we've been focusing too much on me for the past few days." you explain.

"Well, you're a," he pauses and looks around. He lowers his voice to a whisper. "Superhero. Your life will always have more stuff going on than mine."

"That doesn't mean you can't tell me about stuff in yours. I'll always be there to listen if you need me." you reply. He blushes and looks away. "What are friends for?"

"Right. Friends." he responds. Marc avoids you for the rest of the day. Did I push him too much too quickly? When does friendship become best friendship? I must've messed up again. You skip your second to last period and wander the school.

You bump into Adrien again. "Sorry! Are you okay?" he asks.

"You're fine. I mean-! I'm fine!" you stutter. I hate having a crush!

"Well, it looks like you're feline fine. It's gouda to sea you again." he purrs. How was his identity ever a secret?

"It's ice to meat again." you reply. That's the same thing I said last time! He snorts and-Oh god, why is he so adorable?

"Y'know, you look familiar. Have I seen you before coming to school?" he asks.

"Maybe? I have amnesia, so I don't know." you reply.

"Wow, I'm so sorry." he says and you fall in love with him a little bit more. He's so pure.

"Don't be, It's not your fault." you reply trying to force your blush down.

"Is your last name (L/n)?" he asks.

"How'd you know?" you ask.

"Your father is the best graphic designer in all of France. He works with my father a lot." Adrien answers.

"Small world." you respond. You see Marc from the corner of your eye and run after him. "I have to catch up with Marc. Bye!" You run and try to get his attention. "Marc! Wait for me!" You guess he didn't hear you because he leaves the school. You stay in the art room instead of going to your martial arts class. You start to draw your ocs, because you can't draw anything but people. You get so into it that you don't realize when someone approaches you.

"Wow, that's really good." a voice says. You jump in your seat and bump your head on their chin.

You turn around and say, "I'm so sorry!" They're groaning and holding their chin.

"Ishokay. I shcared oo." they say.  It's Marinette.

"Do you need to see the nurse?" you ask.

"No it's fine." she replies wincing.

"If you're sure..." you trail off.

"Yeah, I am." she affirms and then squints. "I don't mean to pry, but don't you usually hang out with..."

"It's okay. I guess he had something really important to do after school." you reply.

"But you haven't seen him all day." she responds.

"He's probably just been busy." you reassure. She inhales and smiles at you.

"Of course, that has to be it." she replies. "What are you drawing?"

"A made up character. They can control temperature, it's not a very impressive superpower. Nothing like Ladybug and Chat Noir." you answer.

"You should give them a name!" she says. Is she sweating?...Nah. Couldn't be.

"I'm not really good at naming things." you reply. The fact that I lucked out with Heureux...

"You could write down a list of names and I could let my class decide the name." she suggests and your soul rebels at the thought of an entire class of strangers seeing your ocs.

"No thanks. I'll just do one anonymously." you say. Your phone rings saving you from this conversation. You pick it up.

"Where are you?" your sister hisses.

"At school." you reply.

"You idiot! Classes ended an hour ago. We have been waiting outside for the better part of the hour. Get out here before we leave you." your 'sister' hisses.

"Sorry, I have to go. My dad's waiting outside. It was nice meeting you-." you say.

"Marinette." she cuts in.

"(Y/n)." you say as you walk out. You walk down the strangely empty hallways and out of school.

"You're meeting with the Agrestes. Don't screw this up. Befriending at least one will secure my position as head of graphic design." your dad says.

"That's...wrong. You can't just...make me make friends just so you can gain something!" you reply.

"Of course I can. I'm your father." he says.

"You think that means anything! You're telling me to go against my morals so that you can get ahead. We'll see about me making friends, but if I do it's because I genuinely will to and not because you told me to."  you tell him off. It feels good to do so. This family hoards love like a dragon with gold. It's really getting to you. Your dad sneers at you and continues to drive. Before you know it, you're at the Agreste  mansion. You're all let in without issue.

"I brought my child and daughter along with me. I hope that's okay." your dad says in a tone that says Gabriel should be okay with it.

Gabriel turns to you and asks, " You go to Collège Françoise Dupont?"

"Yeah. What of it?" you reply.

"Have you met my son, Adrien?" he asks.

"We've bumped into each other a few times." you reply. "Don't really share a class though." Adrien and me sharing a class. He'd be pretty punny. You look away and try to force your blush down. Gabriel considers you.

"Nathalie, tell Adrien a friend from school is here to see him." he says after a while. Nathalie walks up the stairs and leaves you in silence. You resist your urge to break the silence by saying something stupid. You post something stupid instead.

Would you rather punch a cactus or kick an updog?

What's a cactus?
What's a cactus?
What's a cactus?

You snicker softly and log out. You realize where you are and hope no one heard that.

"(Y/n)?" Adrien says unsure.

"Hey Adrien." you say nervously. His face lights up. Are those sparkles?