Still Alive

“What is it?” The brown haired boy asked, his ears perking up. Although he wasn’t sure what she was about to say, he hoped that it involved the words ‘be’, ‘your’, and ‘girlfriend’. 

Her heart raced, and her stomach refused to settle. She took a moment to collect herself, deciding she’d hold Adrien’s hand to draw strength. With her fingers intertwined with his, she felt a bit more stable but she was still a nervous mess. “I-- really, really like you--” she started before taking a deep breath. “I really want us to be more than just friends or whatever this is. But before I can ask you to be my boyfriend. There is one thing about me you should know-- but I’m afraid you’ll change the way you see me entirely.” She looked at Adrien, looking vulnerable and scared for once. She really didn’t want to mess this up.

“I think I would as well.” He hadn’t seen many movies, and anything remotely movie-like that he liked, she never would’ve heard of. Sitting down on the couch, he shifted so he was looking at her. “That’s good, because you also have my attention.”

“So, um--” she paused. “I wanted to talk to you about something for a while now.” She started, she was trying to find the perfect time to tell him but clearly there was no perfect timing for the conversation she wanted to have. 

Adrien pressed a kiss to her cheek. “I’m very glad to hear that.” He was happy that for once someone liked him for his personality and not just because his last name happened to be Solo. “What kind of movie would you like to watch. Or what game would you want to play?”

“I was hoping you could come up with something,” she shrugged. “We can just sit on the couch and talk too. I think I’d like that better.” She sat down and idly ran her fingers on her arm, seeming vulnerable. “I think I want my attention on you alone tonight.”

“It always does. Although I like it a lot better when we’re around each other.” He confessed. Blushing at the kiss pressed to his cheek, he continued. “Honest Adrien is essentially regular Adrien.” Lying was not something he did unless it was necessary.

“How convenient that I like both versions,” Ylania laughed. “I didn’t know you were coming. There’s not really any food in here, but we can watch a movie or something,” she suggested. “Or play games.”

Flashing her another winning smile, the dark haired boy stepped into the house. He hadn’t wanted to overstep any boundaries, which was why he’d asked first. “To be honest? I missed you.” Although he never usually uttered those words, he felt very strongly about the girl and as a result, had decided to show her that.

She tried not to blush when he said those words. Her smile widened into a grin. “See, I knew staying away would make you miss me,” she jested. She moved in closer to him, placing a kiss on his cheek. “I like honest Adrien.” 

A soft chuckle left Adrien’s lips at her reply. “I think I know which one it is.” Although they hadn’t discussed where they were in their relationship (or if they even had a relationship), the last time they’d seen each other, he’d been able to deduce that she’d missed him. Raising an eyebrow back at her, he said, “Would you like me to come in?”

“Suppose the company wouldn’t hurt,” she shrugged, playing it cool. For the duration of whatever-it-is-they-were, they’d always kept each other at an arm’s length although it was fairly obvious to anyone outside that there was more there. “And to what do I owe the visit?”

At Ylania’s question, a grin came onto Adrien’s face. “I think I may have an idea.” He said softly as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. He’d been deprived of kissing her (and she happened to be someone he actually cared about), so as a result, he felt compelled to kiss her while he saw her.

The smile on her lips turned into a smirk when he moved in. She smiled into the kiss, tugging at his collar lightly as she felt her heart race against her chest. There wasn’t a word she’d associate with the feeling yet, but she decidedly liked it. “That wasn’t exactly what I was talking about but it’s definitely one of your better ideas,” she laughed when she pulled away to wrap her arms around his neck and go back to kissing his lips. It might have been her favorite activity in this town so far.

Adrien nodded in understanding. He’d flirted with enough people to know that avoiding someone purposely for an effect, be it positive or negative, was a thing. “Fair enough. Although I wish you’d stuck around me for at least a little bit.”

“The plan kind of back fired obviously.” She laughed looking up at his face and smiling. She let out a sigh of satisfaction. Really, the reason why she stayed away from Adrien for so long was that she was figuring out if she liked him or not. And what she realized scared her, but he didn’t have to know that. “So what are we doing to make up all the misadventures that we didn’t get to experience?”

“And I missed you.” He replied, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. He hadn’t seen the girl in a while, and although there were plenty of other girls that’d caught his eye, Ylania was at the top of the list. “Where have you been hiding?”

“Away from the sun,” she joked lightly. “Besides I couldn’t be able to make you miss me by sticking around you all the time.”

Adrien smiled at the dark haired girl. “There’s no need to apologize. I’m not angry at you.” Extending his hand to her he continued, “As a matter of fact, I’m very happy to see you.”

She took his hand in hers and smiled down at the sight for a second before she spared a moment to ook at him. “I’m happy to hear that. As much as I hate to say it, I did miss you.”

“Nah, I’m not going to push that on you.” He replied, smiling when he realized that she was accepting his request.

She smirked. “Good. I don’t have the budget to buy a new outfit.” She surprised herself when she smiled, almost like she was excited about the idea of going on a date with Adrien.

@ylaniad

“So there’s this Halloween party, and I was wondering if you’d like to go with me.”

“Are we going with the couple costumes and all?” She smiled at Adrien, indirectly agreeing to go as his date.