"Mother?" Adrien about to reach for the papers. But his mother having a hard time with communicating the bad news to her own son which she had broken hearts with. "Son?" She glides her bare hands against his as her motherly eyes direct Adrien's. "Your father and I um well it didn't work out....."
Adrien couldn't feel his knees. "We are divorcing son..." She begins to be sensitive with her son. "Oh mother...." Adrien offers a hug to his own birth mother. "I can't breathe son...." Adrien bundle her like she was his hope. " I'm sorry that I haven't been there for you Adrien..... I'm probably.... am going to go to Hell..." He couldn't believe the things that are whirling around his brain. Both were silent in the case of mercy to one another.
"It's okay Mother... I actually think that...." Emilie focused on his words while her hands gently stroke through his sunshine hair. "I'm listening son....." "I'm at a lost Mother..." He sobs. All he could ever get control is thinking about Marinette. But he rather not tell that to anyone except Marinette, herself.
Emilie slid her one hand to reach for his face gently, sighing as he is in her sight. "I want to make things right with you Adrien..." He bows to the ground. He slowly notices the papers are slipping out from his hands. Him trying to manage in breathing deeply but couldn't perform it. His mother rubbing his back of his spine but the fabric increases the burns where he is about to be insecure about the pain.
"Son?" Her eyes up in worry. Adrien instantly didn't hesitate to exchange his position where he used to be. So he wouldn't gain any sympathy from his mother. This turned to be a awkward moment where Adrien has thoughts of maybe its best if he'd leave his feeling to himself.
Adrien about to approach to the stairs while Emilie got up from the titles. "Wait..." Emilie grabbed Adrien's wrist to lean on him to listen. "I would never let your father get to you again.." All he could ever get out of that was a nod. Adrien barely makes any remarks of what he truly wants but he might have found already...
it's Marinette! Needy to settle in the mattress part in his bland room, pondering. Scared to come up with excuses of using his mother's phone. "Excuse me Mother?" His mother appeared to be at the door once he spoke. "Yes?" Emilie is still getting use to the mother calling. Adrien clears his throat like a frog were to be trapped in. "May I use a cell?"
"Actually Son... um I have a cell that you might take?" He is beyond confused of his mother's actions on getting up to grab something that he is unsure of. "Here!" He began to be shaky once the flip phone went in his hands. Unsure what to say or do. He gave her a generous hug.
"I will be in the kitchen and cook dinner. Wash up son." He listens to what his mother had asked him to do. This is all he could ever dreamt of? He should be happy , right or is he?.....
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"Adrien! Your soup is ready!!!" He rushes down the stairs as quick as he can but bruises and cuts got him this time. He tends to get slower. Emilie locked her fingers around the pot she is about to serve to Adrien. Her jaw just dropped. "Adrien?-"
A sudden fall had caught Emilies attention where Adrien is at the stage where he needs help.....
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