#lukadrien

Adrien is experiencing gay panic, and is being eaten up by shame that he's experiencing attraction to someone other than Marinette. He's too caught up in trying to hide his blossoming queer feelings from his girlfriend to realise she's also finding the Brazil-baked Luka pretty, uhm, fascinating.

based off my fic that's currently trending on ao3

The OS was meant to be canon-divergence Lukadrien. Ladybug just told Chat Noir she’s crushing on both of them, cause he was complaining/venting about his crush on Luka. Without names of course.

So Chat teased she could suggest a throuple. To which she said « kay but only if you go and declare your feelings to your crush »

And now I don’t know what to do

The Agreste Manor had never felt so sprawling and empty; its halls bare save for a single bedroom. Gabriel, the infamous Shadow Moth, had been defeated in a grueling battle and imprisoned as a known terrorist. Nathalie, his assistant in civilian life and partner as Mayura, lay in hospital as her life waned. Adrien, now 16, was not charged with anything due to lack of evidence, but most of Paris scorned his name. Many believed the boy was complicit, if not involved himself, and his ensuing isolation only furthered the connection.

Adrien’s friends and classmates were hesitant to believe these accusations, baseless as they were. Still, peer pressure on such a scale was hard to resist, and soon only Nino would return his texts. And yet, one name stood firm; an unwavering presence whose love and warmth kept the embattled boy going. His smooth, soft voice sounded through the intercom a week after everything imploded, soothing his love’s aching heart.

“Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair. Allow me to comfort my angel so fair.”

Adrien blushed and hid his face.

“Always, Orpheus.”

The gate opened, and moments later, Luka Couffaine was at his boyfriend’s side. Sadly, the two could only embrace for a moment before Adrien’s phone buzzed in his pocket. The blond sighed and checked his caller ID.

“Sorry, I have to take this; it’s about the company.”

Luka nodded, knowing that even the brand’s dissolution had to be handled carefully. Still, he couldn’t help but frown as his angel stepped into the hall for privacy. Adrien was under so much pressure and scrutiny now, perhaps even more than when he was under Gabiel’s thumb. Only Luka knew the truth: not only was Adrien unaware of his sperm donor’s machinations, but he fought against the man as Chat Noir. Adrien deserved love and support after all he’d been through, and if no one else would provide it, Luka would in spades.

Father, I have started seeing a boy... He's in a band

!! *incredibly anxious and scared of Gabriel*