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FIC: Sometimes He Forgets (MLB/Adrienette)

Title: “Sometimes He Forgets”

Author: Veritas Found

Rating: T / PG-13 / Teen

Characters/Pairings: Adrien Agreste, Marinette Dupain-Cheng; Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Summary: Sometimes – on the bad nights, after the stressful days – he still wakes up in the middle of the night. Sometimes he still forgets they won.

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners.  The original characters and plot are the property of the author.  The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise.  No copyright infringement is intended.

Author’s Notes/Warnings: Future/adult-fic, post-Gabriel’s defeat.  Angst and TBW with sprinkles of fluff – I wrote the ending first because I like to hurt people.  Technically, this fic is Adrienette, but I’m putting this out here now: I don’t write them as endgame anymore and there are no happy endings here.  This was inspired by that post where Adrien’s freaking out over Marinette being Ladybug, only she’s lying next to him and going, “BABE.  WE’RE MARRIED.”  It started as silly and fluffy, but…well.  If you’re new around here, the tissues are in the corner. (This has been sitting ‘done’ for a while.  It’s as done as it’s gonna be, at least.)

“Sometimes He Forgets”

“Marinette is Ladybug!”

He sits bolt upright in bed, eyes wide and heart pounding with the realization.  His Lady.  His good friend.  They’ve been the same person this whole time.

“Marinette…is Ladybug…” he says again, slower.  He pulls his knees up to his chest and drags his hands across his eyes, rubbing the sleep from them.  “Marinette is Ladybug.”

“I am,” she says groggily from his side, “and if you don’t let me get some sleep before my five AM shipment comes in I’m going to strangle you with your own belt, Chaton.”

He blinks and turns his head, taking in the bluebell eyes – more of a cobalt, really, in the dim light – glaring blearily at him.

“Adrien.  Go back to sleep,” she says, and he nods before lying back down and wrapping his arms around her.

That’s right.  Marinette is Ladybug, and Marinette is his wife.

He knew that.