Sweater Weather [Polyamorous: Luka & Marinette]
AO3 Prompt: Sweater Weather with Luka or Marinette? (Or both?) <3
A/n: One of my favorite songs! Love you, (you know who you are <3 You’re now heart emoji friend!)
Also: What do you think of me posting snippets of works I have planned? They won’t reveal much, think of it as a pitch for a movie. And if you guys like one of them then I’ll flesh it out and write about it. One can never have too many fics ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁)
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Y/n L/n, unlike her cousin Lila, they were more sincere up to the point she was blunt with their comments. Though they did not share a similar last name, they both shared the fact that their family moved a lot. The stars aligned for them to be in the school but in different classrooms.
Such was the luck of Y/n that they found themselves sharing a seat next to Luka. The local guitar player for Kitty Section was intrigued with the eyes that seen every corner of the world. Oddly enough, Y/n was reserved, unlike her cousin who boasted about everything. Such quiet nature made him ask one day the question that was on his mind when it came to Y/n.
“Why don’t you have any friends?” Luka asked, curious as to why Y/n liked to stay by themselves most of their free time.
“Oh, I’m not planning on staying here for long. So it’s a bit awkward to make friends I’m never going to bother to talk to for the rest of my life.” Y/n said as they shrugged.
“How about we change that?”
“Good luck with that…” Y/n laughed and patted the teen’s back, they left without a word.
I want the world in my hands
I hate the beach but I stand
In California with my toes in the sand
Use the sleeves of my sweater
Head in the clouds but my gravity’s centered
Touch my neck and I’ll touch yours
You in those little high waisted shorts, oh
True to his word, Luka made a small place in Y/n heart. For Luka, he wanted to know someone like Y/n, someone who had no limits in what they wanted to do in life. Someone like Y/n was never in one place, but being with him grounded Y/n and allowed Luka to travel to distant places.
“What about this one, it looks like a wind chime…” Luka asked, he was visiting Y/ in their room. An act so intimate for someone who didn’t bother to remember the name of their own favorite drink.
“Oh, that? I bought it when I was in Iwate, Japan. One of their specialties is their ironwork.” Y/n said, they were laying on their stomach as Luka perused the many knickknacks they had displayed.
“What about this?” Luka asked as his hand went to caress Y/n’s neck, while he was aiming for Y/n’s necklace, his eyes caught a glimpse of some ink by their shoulder.
“Which one? The ink or the necklace?”
“The necklace, if placed on a source of light, it will project the stars and moon on the day I was born..”
“Sounds lovely…” Luka tried to keep his cool, but the blush rose to the tips of his ears the moment Y/n brought it closer to their heart.
“This,” Y/n guided Luka to the ink, “Is the time of predicted time of death a fortune-teller told me in one of my trips, I placed it there for me to remember.”
Luka was shocked, he inspected the tattoo, it had a variety of number. He was sure the numbers meant something but he was afraid of knowing something so personal.
Maybe there was more than just Y/n being a loner…
She knows what I think about
Nothing that I wouldn’t wanna tell you about, no
When Marinette meet Y/n, it was through the weirdest of moments. The bluenette was observing (stalking) Lila when Y/n came from the corner of the street. Y/n saw the girl and joined in the adventure.
“What did Lila lie about?” Y/n whispered, their voice made the girl shriek.
“Who are you?! And why do you know Lila lied about somethings?!” Marinette asked.
“Lila the liar is what I call her, what did my cousin do this time?”
Marinette looked at Y/n, could this be a trick?
“Marinette Dupain-Cheng…”
“You can usually tell Lila is lying by how much detail she puts in her lie. Just let her be…”
“H-how can I when she makes me the bad guy?!” Marinette stomped, of course, you’d take your cousin’s side!
“Is she now? Then how about I tell you a secret, if she gives you trouble just say this…” Y/n whispered to Marinette’s ear, their hands brushing close as something was traded between the two.
‘Cause it’s too cold for you here
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
The next time Marinette saw Y/n is was in a group skiing activity. It was a field trip, they were roped by Lila to come since they both loved the snow.
“C'mon guys! Marinette is not knowledgeable in the art of skiing or anything fun like this! When I was in the Alps…” Lila began to tell her story, everyone was engrossed in the details. But she made one mistake, she tried to poke fun at Y/n as she used to when they were younger.
“Yeah, I remember the one time we were in Colorado,” The moment the words left Y/n’s mouth made Lila sprint to quiet her cousin, “You had to use those kiddie-aids because you kept hitting every tree… Always as graceful as two drunk frat-boys in a horse suit.”
Everyone laughed and Lila stormed off, angry at you telling her classmates a true event. As the others tried to convince Lila to return, you stayed with Marinette who was too scared to move with her skis.
“Here,” Y/n offered their hand, Marinette took it as Y/n guided the girl to a secluded place. “They won’t see you from here, so let’s practice for now.”
“Why are you helping me?” Marinette asked, her hand clutching Y/n’s hand closer, afraid of them letting her go.
“Life too short to be nice, sometimes you gotta be a little mean.” Y/n said as they dropped their scarf over Marinette.
Marinette found out on that day that Y/n was always there to save her from more than some simple falls.
And if I may just take your breath away
I don’t mind if there’s not much to say
Sometimes the silence guides a mind
To move to a place so far away
The goosebumps start to raise
The minute that my left-hand meets your waist
And then I watch your face
Put my finger on your tongue
'Cause you love the taste, yeah
Everyone the other beats hardest for
Inside this place is warm
Outside it starts to pour
Soon enough Y/n found themselves with two people they could call friends. Luka and Marinette began to share their own space in Y/n’s room, walls that only held pictures of places now had them.
But it was in one of those moments where the trio huddled close as they watched a movie in Y/n’s room
“Think you’ll ever settle down?” Marinette asked Y/n ash she cuddled closer to them. Their scent always made them feel at ease.
“I will…” Y/n simply stated.
“When?” Now it was Luka’s turn to inquire, his head was resting on Y/n’s lap as he looked up to his friend.
The movie was now a distant sound for both of Y/n’s friends who wondered if such a thing would ever be possible.
Nothing that I wouldn’t wanna tell you about
After that day, Y/n often saw Luka and Marinette talking. They were glad that their two best and only friends had gotten along. That habit also carried in their school time, they were the new golden trio.
It was when Y/n was chewing bubblegum as they read the assigned chapter for their next class. Luka was there next to them on their right as Marinette sketched some designs on Y/n’s left.
“Y/n we ask you something?” Luka asked.
“What’s up?” Y/n popped their bubble as they looked at their friends, the two of them shared a nervous look.
“Hypothetically,” Marinette cleared her throat, “If Luka and I were both drowning, who would you save first? And why?”
“Both,” Y/n stated, “I have two hands, one for each…”
'Cause it’s too cold for you here
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
'Cause it’s too cold for you here
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater, woah
“I think we should tell them…” Luka whispered to Marinette as they signaled to Y/n who was wearing headphones.
“You just can’t casually say: Hey Y/n, Luka and I have a crush on you but we don’t want to make it awkward!” Marinette whispered yelled.
“True, but they should at least know we love them as more than a friend!”
“I also can love the two of you equally…” Their bickering ended when Y/n placed a kiss on their friends’ cheek. “Black of white, why choose?”
Y/n only smiled as Marinette and Luka kissed their cheek as well.
'Cause it’s too cold for you here
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
'Cause it’s too cold for you
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
That was five years ago, the golden trio has since then grown and begun their higher education. One thing was certain, all three of them would often be spotted holding hands together.
Today was no exception, the golden trio was known in the entertainment world for their open disclosure on how much each of them loved one another.
“So why this? Why this relationship in particular?” The interviewer asked, “All of you are excellent in your respective field, it such an odd thing to see how you three make it look so easy.”
“Well, why do people have two hands if not to hold those people who mean the world to them?” Y/n’s cheeky smiled earned them a playful pinch from Marinette (now a high-fashion designer) and a laugh from Luka (a known musician). “I’m getting bullied in my own segment…”
“Keep it up and you’ll sleep in the middle!” Marinette warned.
“Thought you were in the middle?” Luka asked the girl who began to explain whose turn it was to be in the middle.
And it’s too cold, it’s too cold
“Are those wedding bands I see?” The interviewer asked Luka who nodded.
“We have a set, the rings aren’t the only thing the three of us carry…” Luka said.
“Warmth.” Y/n added both of their lovers nodded, There was always warmth when the three of you spoke about each other…
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