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Lukanette - Concert

Concert – Luka x Marinette

A/N: I'm in a serious Luka mood, you guys. I think he might be joining the ranks of Hatsuharu and Gaara, which means he's becoming an eternal favorite.

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"You're going to the concert tonight, right?"

Alya's voice shook Marinette from where she'd been lost in thought, her bluebell eyes glued to her phone screen. The news update she'd been reading hadn't really come as a surprise, but it still squeezed her heart in a painful manner.

The blue-haired girl glanced up at her friend, who was standing before her with her hands on her hips. She offered Alya a half-hearted smile. "Yeah, of course I am. You know I wouldn't miss it."

"You'd better not," her best friend warned. "I mean, you are the sole costume designer for Kitty Section, and every member of the band is a close friend of yours. It'd be pretty rude and unexplainable for you not to go."

A light blush danced across Marinette's cheeks. She'd hate herself for even contemplating not attending a Kitty Section concert. She shook her head, stuffing her cell phone into the back pocket of her jeans.

"Don't worry about me, Alya. I'll be there," she promised.

The brunette tilted her head, eyeing her best friend with a sympathetic gaze. "I always worry about you, Marinette. Don't think I don't know what you were reading so intently."

Marinette's blush darkened. "Wha-what are you ta-talking about, Alya? I-I was jus-just checking m-m-messages!"

The tanned girl giggled. "You only stutter when you're trying to hide something. We've been friends for a long time, girl. I know you better than that."

She sat on the bench beside her best friend, wrapping an arm around her and sighing softly. "It's the news article, isn't it? The one about Adrien?"

The blue-haired girl only turned to her with furrowed brows and a frown on her lips. They were all seniors now, and though it had been over a year since she'd confessed her feelings to Adrien and been politely rejected under the claim of him being in love with someone else, visual confirmation of the boy she'd loved for so long in the arms of someone else crushed Marinette's fragile heart.

"You need to get over him, girl."

"I know."

Marinette's phone had long since been set up to receive news updates regarding the city of Paris, in case a new villain emerged or Ladybug's assistance was otherwise required. Unfortunately, she had yet to filter out the non-emergency articles, such as the one she'd received that day.

Adrien Agreste, son of fashion designer Gabriel Agreste, officially betrothed to Kagami Tsurugi.

"I just loved him for so long, Alya," the secret superheroine sighed. "Everyone told me to go for it and tell him how I felt, and when I finally did..."

"He turned you away," Alya finished for her best friend. "I know it hurts, girl. You just need a distraction. I know it's gonna take time for you to get over Adrien, but you're not going to get anywhere sitting at home, reading the news."

"And you think I'll get over him faster by going to concerts?" Marinette smirked, knowing full-well the ulterior motives behind the brunette's insistence of her attendance.

"You might," the occasional superheroine grinned. "You might meet someone – maybe even someone in the band."

Marinette offered her a deadpan stare. "I already know everyone in the band, Alya. Rose and Juleka are a rockstar couple, and Ivan is very happy with Mylene."