Make Up And Out

You had mostly holed up in your room for the day, not really feeling like going out and talking to anybody.

At least you'd been able to get the report done.

But you planned on finding someone else to take it to Miss Bustier.

Suddenly your father opens your door.

"Hey, your mother and I and taking s/n to see some new movie. Do you want to come?"

You consider it, but since s/n has probably picked something of no interest to you, you decide against it and tell your father.

"Ok. We'll probably be back in a few hours. And no boys! Don't invite Adrien over or anything!"

"Didn't plan on it."

"Good. See you later."

"Bye." You say as he leaves.

You hear them go out the door and lay back on your bed, staring at the ceiling.

All of a sudden, you're startled when a small, flying thing enters your vision.

"Oh. Hey, Plagg. Did Adrien put you up to this?" You ask, upon realizing who it is.

"No, unless he's being really manipulative, which I doubt he would be able to pull off." Plagg responds, settling down on your bed.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, he keeps moping around, and I couldn't take it, so I took some cheese and came here."

You laugh a little, and ask him to continue.

"There's nothing else. He's been walking around all sad ever since last night. I've put up with it all day, and I can't take it anymore!"

"Wait, why did he let you come here?"

"About that... He doesn't exactly know. I left without telling him."

"Plagg!" You scold. "He's probably really worried!"

"I bet he hasn't even noticed!" Plagg responds, rolling his eyes.

"I'm sure he has. He's probably looking all over for you!"

"Yeah, right. He's barely said a word to me all day, so it wouldn't be much difference!"

"Why?"

"Why do you think?" Plagg asks, giving you a look.

"If he's so upset about this, then maybe he should've thought about the consequences before he kissed Lila."

"But he didn't kiss Lila."

"Yes he did! Ihim! I wouldn't have believed it otherwise!"

"Y/n, she kissed him. He didn't have any say in the matter."

"How could he not have a say in the matter? You really are just here because he asked you to come."

"I wouldn't do that, I'm not some messenger boy!"

"Then why are we talking about this?"

"You're the one who brought it up! I came here to escape talking about whatever you two have going on!"

"Good."

"Good." Plagg echoes.

You end up turning on Tangled: Before Ever After, and barely getting into it before your phone rings.

From the ringtone, you know it's Adrien and almost ignore it, but accept because he's probably looking for Plagg.

"Hello?" You answer.

"Oh thank goodness you answered! I know you're mad at me and probably dont want to talk, but I can't find Plagg and I was hoping he'd be with you?" Adrien asks.

"Yeah, he's here. Watching TV with me."

You hear him sigh in relief, before asking if he can come pick him up.

"I don't know..."

"Please? I really need to get him."

"Fine. My parents aren't here, so just come to the front door."

"Ok. Thanks." He says and hangs up.

"I told you he'd be worried." You tell Plagg.

"Yeah yeah, whatever." He responds, watching the movie.

Soon you hear a knock on the door, and go over to answer.

You take a deep breath, and open the door.

Adrien stands there, looking a bit uneasy.

"Hey." You say, trying not to show emotion.

"Hi."

"Um, Plagg is in here." You say, leading him to the living room.

"Thanks for looking out for him."

"No problem. We're friends, right Plagg?"

"Yeah yeah." Plagg says, watching the rocks cause destruction.

"Come on, Plagg. We should probably go. I doubt y/n really wants me here." Adrien says, glancing at you.

You avert your eyes, unable to come up with a reply.

"But it's not over yet!" Plagg complains.

"We can find it at home." Adrien responds.

"It'll take too long! You two can just talk. I think you need it."

"Please, Plagg?"

"Why do you want to leave so bad? Usually I'm the one begging for home!" Plagg asks.

"Because we don't want to impose on y/n, now do we?"

"I'm sorry, y/n." Adrien says, turning to you.

You almost laugh, before asking, "What for? Plagg coming to hang out or cheating on me?"

"I didn't cheat on you!"

"I literally watched you do it!"

"Will you two be quiet? I can't hear! Go to y/n's room!" Plagg interrupts.

You comply, and go to your room.

"Please, just let me explain myself!" Adrien pleads, following you.

"What is there to explain? You promised that you would never cheat on me, and then I see you kissing LILA of all people?!"

"It's not what it seems, I cheat on you! I love you!!"

"Then what were you doing?!"

"It was a stupid dare. Kim dared Lila to kiss the cutest boy in the room, thinking it would be him. But she kissed me instead. I did NOT consent in any way! I wasn't even paying attention to them, because I was thinking about you! Before I noticed she'd even came over, she was kissing me, and you were turning around! You left so quickly, you didn't see that I immediately shoved her away, then started looking for you!

"Y/n, I swear on my miraculous that I love you, and only you. Not Ladybug, not any of the people I've been rumored to like, and DEFINITELY not Lila!! Please, please believe me!"

You don't know if you should.

Thinking about it, he really wouldn't do something like this, as he shot down Ladybug, his crush of so long for you.

But you still don't understand how he could let something like this happen.

So that's what you tell him.

"Y'know, I don't either. I should've been paying more attention, but I didn't want to see Lila kissing some poor dude. I should've known the "poor dude" would be me."

"It was a pretty obvious thing." You point out.

"I know, I know. I'm an idiot."

"Yeah. You are. But I can't deny that you're a really cute idiot."

He blushes, and you smile.

"So do you believe me? Are we OK now?" He asks.

"I suppose. Considering you did swear on your miraculous, and while I love Plagg, I couldn't afford to feed him."

You both laugh, and he says, "Thank you for listening. I promise it's the truth."

"I believe you, I'm sorry I didn't answer you last night."

"No no, don't apologize! I understand you did it. I just wish things could've turned out less dramatic. I should've been paying more attention."

"What were you even doing, anyway?" You ask.

"Wellll, I was looking at you, and sending you silent messages to bring me a cookie too."

You laugh, and he smiles.

"I was so scared I would never hear you laugh like that again."

"Then I guess we're even."

"Yeah." He says, and looks at you softly.

"If we're ok again, then is it alright if I kiss you?" He asks.

You giggle and nod, so you both step closer to each other.

He locks his hands around your waist, and leans in, both sets of lips meeting in an explosive act of passion, and words that could never be described with the brain, only with touch, start flowing between him and you.

Your hands, which were originally placed on his chest, start traveling upward, until tangling in his hair.

His hand moves upward as well, one resting on the small of your back, the other at the base of your neck.

Though it would seem impossible, you get pulled closer, and the kiss breaks for a moment to breathe, before lips immediately go back together, even more intensely than before.

You somehow start walking together, and end up with you pressed to the wall.

Feeling his tongue poke your bottom lip, you grant access.

After all, this is France.

The kiss is so passionate, with the feelings from you both pouring into it, you lose track of time.

That is, until you hear a shout.