Happier|| A Lukanette story

Chapter Eighteen

   Luka’s phone buzzed, causing the table to buzz with it. He swiftly apologized to Marinette and moved it to his pocket.

    “Aren’t you going to see who it is?” Marinette asked, watching his hand rest on the table. Luka shrugged.

      “My only priority right now is you. I can text whoever it is back later.”  Marinette couldn’t stop the feeling swelling in her chest. 

   “God.” Mylene groaned. The two turned their heads towards her and the blonde offered a smile.   She stepped closer and leaned to Marinette’s ear. “If you don’t marry him, I will.”

     Mylene giggled and Marinette laughed nervously. Waving her off, Marinette continued her pleasant meal and conversation with Luka.

    The wind wailed restlessly outside, but the roar was noted and stored in the back of Marinette’s mind. 

   “As I was saying,” Luka continued the earlier conversation. “Rose told me Marc and Nathaniel were coming back into town.”

     Marinette covered her mouth and chewed quickly. “Really?” He nodded. “I haven’t seen them in forever.”

     Her thoughts drifted off into her highschool days. The ones, of course, before she knew she would be the next guardian of the miraculouses. Things were simple, Nathaniel had a crush on Marc, Chloe obsessed with Ladybug, Alya and Nino were the perfect couple, and she and Adrien were running oblivious circles around each other.

    A scowl graced her face as she looked back on it. It had seemed something was missing when they first started going out. The road had definitely been rocky. She was scared he would only care for the miraculous side of her, and he was paranoid that Marinette only wanted the same thing his father did.

    “Marinette, is something bothering you?”  Her memories of the past faded from her mind as she focused on the present. “I may not have my guitar on me, but I can still hear the rhythm of your heart. And it concerns me.”

    The genuine worry on his face felt nice. Not in a weird way, Marinette noted to herself. But the fact that he was worried about her and what she was thinking. Adrien’s awareness of feelings had been a dull comparison.

     “I was just thinking.” She rested her cheek on her fist.

    “Do continue.” Luka smiled.

    “Well…” Marinette pondered. “I was remembering how simple high school was.”

   She saw thoughts flickering behind his stunning blue eyes as he cocked his head.

    “Simple.” He repeated as if he was trying to recall the definition. “That’s one way to put it.” He said finally.

   “Oh yeah? And how would you put it?”

   “Elaborate.”

   Marinette saw his point, as simple as it had been, it had its... downsides. Luka’s phone buzzed again and he looked at her apologetically.

  “It’s alright. Take the call.” Marinette insisted. “Chico’s getting fussy, I think it’s time I change his diaper.” 

    The bluenette unbuckled the baby from the seat and grabbed the baby bag. After Marinette pushed her way into the ladies' room, she was thankful her arms were strong enough to drop down the diaper changing station.

   When she was finished and washing her hands, an older lady began to wash her hands beside her.

    “Ma’am.” Marinette tilted her head.