Moving on

"Thank you Luka"

Marionette's POV:
Why.
Why me?
Of all the people of Paris, this happened to me.
Just my fucking luck.
I don't even know where I'm going.
The park is close.
I'll go there.
I ran into the park and ducked behind a tree.
At this point, my tears were like waterfalls.
"Marionette? What happened?"
Luka?
I looked up and saw his concerned face.
His beautiful black and blue hair waving in the wind.
"I'm....fine."
"Mari. I know you're lying. Your soul, is like this right now."
He played a few solemn cords.
I was still in tears.
"Mari, I l-"
He cut himself off.
"Luka? What's w-"
He jerked forward and kissed me.
A genuine, loving kiss.
I was not expecting that.
"I-I'm sorry. You were crying and I saw an akuma and knew it was coming for you so I thought a kiss would make you lose those negative emotions and-"
"Luka. It's ok. You were trying to protect me. And, am I akumatized? Nope! You saved me. Thank you Luka."
He was sitting in the grass next to me blushing like crazy.
"You know, I don't think I should continue obsessing over Adrien when he's done this to me. I should probably open up my eyes to other boys."
I glanced over at him.
"Maybe one who is caring, loving, protective but not overprotective, loyal...."
He looked a little sad. Was he worried that I was gonna say traits not relating to him?
"Good guitarist..."
His eyes popped with color. Now he realized it.
"You know Luka. I think I might start to have a thing for dark hair."
"Someone like...." He started
I gave him a quick kiss on the lips before standing up.
"Someone like you Luka. Anyways, I have to go. Lunch is almost over. Meet me here after school."
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I strolled back into school a minute before the bell. I rushed to class and sat down the second the bell rang.
"Marionette? What happened? You're beaming."
"You'll find out tomorrow Alya."
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Adrien's POV:
Yesterday Marionette said Alya would find out why she was so happy today. That probably means everyone else will too.
Sure enough, everyone was in a clump saying something about Marionette.
As I got closer I began to hear what they were saying.
"Wait. They're like....together-together?"
"Yeah. They're a couple."
"I wonder what Adrien would think."
"Him? Why would that garbage pile care?"
"Why would I care about what guys?"
They all looked me with either surprise, worry, or hatred.
Alya stepped forward.
"Marionette and Luka are dating."
She flipped her hair and walked away.
My heart just felt like it shattered.

To be continued