“Honestly, I ship Chloe with everyone in the 2nd love square (lukadrigaminette).
I think Chlodrien is a perfect example of the childhood friends to lovers trope. Adrien is loyal to Chloe and believes there’s some good in her. Also, Chloe seems to cherish and really care about Adrien, even if it is to some degree (Malediktator, the Christmas Special, Despair Bear etc.).
Chlonette is an example of "bullies bullying their crush" and Marinette could be a great factor in Chloe's redemption. Though their personalities kind of conflict each other considering their complete opposites, this could also be seen as “opposites attract” and they can compliment each other.
Chloegami is interesting. Chloe finally meets her match, Kagami won't put up with Chloe's spoiled/entitled behavior and she won't worry much about Chloe’s past, only their future together. I feel like Kagami’s stern/tough love influence can break Chloe out of her spoiled/entitled nature, but Kagami also can be empathic at times when really needed.
Chloka are polar opposites of each other, but can be the best example of "opposites attract" when it comes to all of these Chloe pairs. Their colors turn into each other’s when inverted, Luka’s calm, helpful and understanding personailty could probably wake something in Chloe, Luka Kwami’s name is Sass, which Chloe is the very definition of, and Chloe thinks he’s cute (Miracle Queen).
I think all of these Chloe pairs could work out if given the right development and if you can add the notion that these characters can help Chloe become a better person (Chloe redemption). I hope Chloe and Luka get together out of the 4 Chloe pairs, considering the love square will be canon in the end and between Kagami and Luka, Chloka has more of a chance, but considering Thomas opinion on Chloe shipping, I doubt any of these pairs will happen anytime soon.”
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“Request? I mean, I can give you a more recent memory I have of Chloé Bourgeois.”
It was an argument that had spiralled from the bar of the venue to the dance floor. It was half-time during a rock charity concert with a huge and exciting lineup of bands. Chloé must have gotten on somebody’s bad side because looking over, I could see her covered in somebody’s drink, chewing the culprit out with the ferocity of a wild boar.
“–nerve, doing something like that to a girl on her BIRTHDAY, SIR.”
“Aren’t you that Bourgeois girl that used to stir up trouble for Ladybug? I remember you being a total pain and a brat.”
“–Stir up TROUBLE for Ladybug? Excuse you! I was a superhero WITH her!”
It had caught our (Kitty Section’s) attention enough for us to notice.
“Chloé Bourgeois? Of all the people to see at a concert like this.” Juleka had commented, Rose perking up a moment later, tipsy, drink in hand and yelling aggressively over the music.
Obviously, it wasn’t a cool move. The argument was getting heated- and the longer I watched them, the more I came to recognise the face of the culprit. I’d seen him at a few heavier concerts, before. He was a bit of a hot-head and a trouble maker. A notorious flirt with a bit of a drunken streak. Either way, Chloé looked like she was on her own against him.
It was only right that I went over and stepped in, just to clear the tension and prevent anything from escalating further.
“Not cool, dude. You heard her, it’s her birthday. Throwing your drink on a girl is never cool as-is, but THIS is just pathetic.”
“And who are you? Her boyfriend?”
..Clearly I was unfamiliar with the snappy tool-to-me judgement that Chloé had perfected.
She had my arm in an instant, a maliciously triumphant look painted on her face.
“That’s right! He IS my boyfriend! And he’s gonna beat the shit out of you! And your buddies, and your RIDICULOUS haircut! IN FACT, he’s going to go to your house tonight and dig up your last cat, just to run it over a SECOND time!”
Security escorted both of us out.
“Ridiculous! Kicking ME out! Don’t they know who I am?! —We didn’t even do anything! HE should be missing the rest of the concert, not ME!”
“You threatened to cut his grandmother’s life support.”
“Ugh, I was joking about that. As if I’d go near his grandmother, old people are disgusting. Someone should iron them.”
“…So… why exactly were you celebrating your birthday by yourself?”
“…Maybe I just wanted to go out by myself on my nineteenth! …Besides, that’s none of your business!”
I could see the hurt in the way she averted her gaze. Her heart was definitely full of sorrow. Rejection. Guess her invites didn’t show, huh?
…Either way, it was cold, and she was soaked.
“…Hey, Chloé. …My mother’s house is along the water, here, and she’s out of town. Why don’t you come over for a while and change out of those clothes?”
……………………….
It sounded innocent enough in my head.
That girl can slap.
I let her change in my old bedroom while I waited. Juleka was sending through pictures and videos of the concert to me, so… it wasn’t half bad.
“This shirt is so stupid. You don’t have to promote your band on everything, Couffaine. It makes you look desperate.”
“…I’m sure Marinette will be thrilled about that feedback, thank you. Don’t you like anything nice?”
“Well, sure I do! I love myself. I mean, who else is going to do it-”
—I watched her expression falter as she realised what she’d said, eyes averting in embarrassment. It was like the happenings of the evening hit her at once, and her eyes glistened with tears right in front of me. I actually wasn’t sure what to do.
I felt bad for her- and I felt bad for prying. Seeing somebody in tears on their birthday? Of course I have sympathy reserved for something like that, even for somebody with a attitude problem or two.
She was lonely. It wasn’t hard to see why- she pushed people away as a defence mechanism, and unfortunately, it worked against her in the long run.
My game plan was toast. Toast with honey- it was the way to go. That was my solution to her emotional outburst, and mum had some drinks tucked away in the cupboards that I could break out for us to share.
We ended up having the rest of the evening to spare, anyway. Blasted the music we were missing- and eventually we just….. Ah, she’d kill me if I said it.
“Are you sure you haven’t played Super Penguino before, Chloé?”
“No, shut up! Of course I haven’t! …–Okay, maybe, like, ONCE, with Sabrina, but I was just curious. That’s all.”
Taking a break from the lovesquare for this fictober day because this pairing is calling to me in all its clashing, hilarious dynamic. I had to write it.
Fictober Day 17: "There is just something about them/him/her."
She should be out there helping Ladybug to fight the akuma and sentimonster. She was Queen Bee! Saving Paris was her job! But instead she had been shoved into this tiny room with some blue-haired, guitar-carrying weirdo who was—
Was he meditating?
"What is wrong with you?" Chloe snapped. "We're locked in this room, and you're acting like you're about to start doing yoga or unlocking your seven chakras."
Blue-Haired Weirdo opened his eyes. "Ladybug and Chat Noir will take care of things out there," he said calmly. "We'll be let out when they're done."
Chloe pulled a face. He was useless. Utterly useless.
She whipped out her phone, but it still couldn't get reception. Ugh! This was infuriating. What was she supposed to do while she was stuck in here? She couldn't even call Daddy to complain.
A harsh twanging noise caught her ears. She glowered at Blue-Haired Weirdo, who was now holding his guitar and making some truly awful sounds.
"You don't actually call that music, do you?" she said, pointing her nose to the air. "You're about as talented as a slug trying to play a guitar, and at least the slug has the excuse of having no arms." She flicked her ponytail over her shoulder. "Honestly, you should quit now, guitar boy. It's frankly embarrassing that you carry that instrument around with you as if you're some great musician. Your playing is an offense to the ears. "
"Luka."
"Huh?"
"My name is Luka."
She scrunched her nose. "Am I supposed to care?"
He shrugged and continued the awful tune.
Chloe's cheeks reddened. Why was he being so calm? How could he just shrug and keep playing when he sucked so much? Ugh! This boy was so annoying!
She folded her arms across her chest and glared at him. He was unfazed. That stupid blue-tipped fringe of his kept falling in his eyes and he had a relaxed expression on his face. Her lips twisted. So what if he was kind of cute? His clothes still looked as if he'd found them in a dumpster, and he was terrible at the guitar. Wasn't he in Rose's band? Ridiculous. They must be more awful than she'd thought, and to think her Adrikins had lowered himself into playing with them. Utterly ridiculous.
"What are you even trying to play?" she demanded.
"Your heart song."
She choked on her own phlegm. "Excuse me?"
He looked up, meeting her gaze with faintly amused blue eyes. "This is what I hear in your heart."
Heat bloomed on her cheeks and spread to the tips of her ears. The nerve! How dare he claim that awful, screeching thing as being the song of her heart! Obviously, he was trying to be rude and cover up the fact he couldn't play a tune.
"How dare you!" she exploded.
She went on a long rant, interspersed with many insults, but all he did was smile once she was done.
"Now your heart sounds like this," he said, and played a few even screechier notes, ones so grating she winced.
Ugh! This boy was driving her insane with his calmness and little smiles and horrible playing! Didn't he know who she was? Didn't he know that she was Chloe Bourgeois and the song of her heart would be something worthy of a royal symphony?
His expression changed slightly, becoming more pensive. "But, you know," he murmured, "I can hear something else. A few notes hidden deep down."
He strummed the strings, playing a soft, small tune. A little sad, a little vulnerable.
A little beautiful as well.
Her shoulders hunched and she looked the other way. "Huh. I guess you can play better than a slug."
"I just play what people express to me. All hearts have music to share." One corner of his mouth rose. "Even if it is an offence to the ear sometimes."
She rolled her eyes. "You do realise how ridiculous that sounds, right? Hearts don't have music. They're just organs that pump blood through your body, and if you think you're hearing something from them, then I'd say you're crazy."
He laughed. "You're a funny girl, Chloe Bourgeois."
Something fluttered in her stomach. Oh, he actually had a nice laugh. He looked cuter as well when his eyes crinkled like that. Warmth pooled on her cheeks, and she ducked her face, not wanting him to see her blush. He was just a nutcase who wore dumpster clothes anyway. Nothing to get flustered about.
He started to play a different song, one that was kind of sweet but with a certain spark as well. She perked up, shooting him glances out of the corner of her eye.
"Is this supposed to be another song of my heart?" she asked in a dry tone. (Just to make sure he didn't get any ideas that she was actually interested in knowing. Because she wasn't. She was just bored and trapped in this room with him, obviously.)
Luka's smile was much wider this time. Softer, too. "No. This is Marinette's song."
Once again, Chloe choked on her own phlegm. "Marinette Dupain-Cheng?"
He nodded almost dreamily. "There's just something about her …"
Oh, ew. He liked Marinette. Chloe was almost tempted to blow a raspberry.
"You have terrible taste," she declared.
"I don't think so. Marinette is an amazing girl."
Double ew.
Chloe glared. "Well, play something else. I don't want to be stuck in this room with you while you play odes to baker girl."
He gave one of those little twitch-smiles again, but he did oblige her by returning to the second song he had given her. She went back to folding her arms and looking the other way.
Though she'd never admit it aloud, the song was kind of nice.
“I've seen people already shipping Zoe x Luka, but honestly? I don't ship them because 1). I ship Chloe x Luka (it's a better dynamic, the "opposites attract" thing and a possible Chloe redemption) and 2). I see Zoe as queer.”
“I know it’s unlikely, but what if Thomas is just trolling us about Chloe‘s redemption and Chloka not happening? After all, stories are better when you don’t know the end to it!”
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