Miraculous Ladybug fanfiction by Juliette.
Adrien couldn't remember the last time he felt this comfortable. He was lying in a bed. He had a pillow, a blanket, and he wasn't even starving. What more could he ask for?
For the first time in weeks, he felt at home. At least, as “at home” as he could. He was, after all, in Marinette Dupain-Cheng’s bedroom.
She had… had… He struggled to think of the words echoing inside his brain. Rescued… I think rescued was the word she used. She had rescued him from his father’s mansion, and brought him here to hide from him. Not that it mattered anymore.
There was no secret in secret identities anymore.
Adrien couldn't remember the last time he felt this comfortable. He was lying in a bed. He had a pillow, a blanket, and he wasn't even starving. What more could he ask for?
For the first time in weeks, he felt at home. At least, as “at home” as he could. He was, after all, in Marinette Dupain-Cheng’s bedroom.
She had… had… He struggled to think of the words echoing inside his brain. Rescued… I think rescued was the word she used. She had rescued him from his father’s mansion, and brought him here to hide from him. Not that it mattered anymore.
There was no secret in secret identities anymore.