Real
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579 words. Rated G. Language: English.
Summary: "Oh no, Marinette isn't okay! I must go check on her!" Adrien said, paying no attention to what everyone around him was saying to him. He was hit by some sort of tunnel vision, as he realised later. All that mattered was the urge to find Marinette and make sure that she was doing well.
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Adrien going after Marinette in Frozer results in a heartwarming hurt/comfort scene.
A/N: Enjoy this short Adrinette one-shot I wrote this morning!
"Oh no, Marinette isn't okay! I must go check on her!" Adrien said, paying no attention to what everyone around him was saying to him. He was hit by some sort of tunnel vision, as he realised later. All that mattered was the urge to find Marinette and make sure that she was doing well.
The next moment, he found himself in front of the closed bathroom door.
"Are you okay, Marinette?" He asked, mourning his inability to see her frail frame, the door getting in the way. Adrien wished he could look her in the eyes.
"Yes, I'm alright." Marinette’s answer came from behind the locked door in a muffled sigh.
There was something off about her voice that made Adrien's heart clench painfully. He could swear he heard a well-camouflaged cry for help in this casual phrase.
No, Marinette clearly wasn't okay, and Adrien hated it. He must do something.
"Are you sure? Can you please open the door? I want to make sure you're alright", he asked softly.
He had to see with his own eyes that his very good friend was doing fine; otherwise, he wouldn't find peace.
He heard Marinette let out a couple of sighs. Then he heard her fumbling at the door; the doorknob clicked, and Marinette appeared in front of him.
At first glance, she wasn't injured, and Adrien was relieved to see that Marinette had no visible bruises and no blood anywhere.
But after taking a careful look, Adrien could see that she clearly didn't feel fine. Her pretty face wore visible signs of the tears she must've shed only a few moments ago. Adrien felt a large lump blocking his throat at the sight of Marinette’s puffy, red eyes and wet tracks on her kissable cheeks.
"Marinette, why were you crying?" He asked in shock, feeling like he was going to succumb to tears as well. "Does it hurt that much?"
"No, it's not that." She mumbled, trying to shield her face from his gaze by arranging and rearranging her hair strands with visibly shaking hands. "I just suddenly didn't feel like skating anymore, that's all.
Adrien didn't feel like skating either. He felt like wrapping Marinette in a bear hug and not letting her go until she felt better.
And so he did.
"Adrien, what are you doing?" Marinette murmured as Adrien was placing one kiss after another on her tear-stained cheeks, on her cute little nose, on her red, swollen eyelids, on her temples, on her forehead, and on the crown of her head. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Adrien was marvelling at how easy Marinette’s height made it for him to kiss her. "Aren't you supposed to be with Kagami?"
That's when it hit Adrien. He totally forgot about Kagami. He totally forgot about Ladybug as well. They were amazing, but they didn't need his help. At that moment, they were distant, almost not real.
But Marinette, an extraordinary girl he grew so fond of over time — she was real. She was here, in his arms. And she was in pain and needed his help, protection, and support, and he was going to give her all of that, despite having no idea what kind of pain she was dealing with or what she needed to be protected from.
Although he felt a late twinge of guilt for leaving Kagami behind, Adrien didn't move from the spot. He had his priorities set. Marinette came first.
