Alya wasn't expecting this - photographs fluttering as Marinette pulled them from her bedroom walls. "Girl?"
"Hi Alya!" Marinette didn't even pause, taking another picture down and dropping it into a pile. "Just doing some cleaning."
Alya picked up one of the photos. She frowned. "Marinette, these are pictures of Adrien."
"Uh huh." Marinette stacked them together and evened up the edges.
"Marinette..." Alya wasn't sure what to say. Marinette adored Adrien and Adrien remained clueless - it was just the way the world worked.
Eyes closed, big grin, Marinette said, "I-it's time. I mean! Adrien's with Kagami now and." Her titter even sounded pained. "And! You know." She shrugged and turned to drop the pictures in a box. Placing the lid on the box, she pushed it down tight. "I still have the pictures if I want to use them for research - fashion design research." She emphasized the last three words. After sealing the box with tape, Marinette tucked it under the chaise. Facing Alya, Marinette offered up a sweet smile.
Alya reached out, pulling Marinette close. "I'm proud of you," she whispered. And if she felt Marinette shudder from a muffled sob, she wasn't going to say anything.
Miraculous!, Marinette+Alya; mentions of Adrien/Kagami
Date: 2020-12-08 01:48 am (UTC)Alya wasn't expecting this - photographs fluttering as Marinette pulled them from her bedroom walls. "Girl?"
"Hi Alya!" Marinette didn't even pause, taking another picture down and dropping it into a pile. "Just doing some cleaning."
Alya picked up one of the photos. She frowned. "Marinette, these are pictures of Adrien."
"Uh huh." Marinette stacked them together and evened up the edges.
"Marinette..." Alya wasn't sure what to say. Marinette adored Adrien and Adrien remained clueless - it was just the way the world worked.
Eyes closed, big grin, Marinette said, "I-it's time. I mean! Adrien's with Kagami now and." Her titter even sounded pained. "And! You know." She shrugged and turned to drop the pictures in a box. Placing the lid on the box, she pushed it down tight. "I still have the pictures if I want to use them for research - fashion design research." She emphasized the last three words. After sealing the box with tape, Marinette tucked it under the chaise. Facing Alya, Marinette offered up a sweet smile.
Alya reached out, pulling Marinette close. "I'm proud of you," she whispered. And if she felt Marinette shudder from a muffled sob, she wasn't going to say anything.