Mornings Like This

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug Pairing: Aged-Up Adrienette/Ladynoir Rating: T for smooches, and just because it’s a morning-in-bed thingy. Word Count: 1223

Excerpt: She sighs and moves to reprimand him, but instead of seeing glinting eyes and a mischievous smirk, her vision is filled with gold. Strands and strands and strands of silken gold.

A/N: I was going to write a funny and fluffy drabble because of this, but my brain decided to do something else without my permission. Now it’s a three-page thing that’s little serious but still hopefully fluffy. ANYWAY. It’s 4 AM. I’ll have to be an irresponsible writer and edit this tomorrow. Also on FFnet and AO3.

For @ladyofacat, because it was her prompt that brought this on, and for @caprette, because she drew that Adrien-with-Chat-Noir-hair-therefore-he-looks-like-Mytho sketch. And because I’ve been silently reblogging their stuffand they are both simply awesome.

Mornings Like This

With all of Marinette’s late night activities—both as a civilian and a hero of Paris—unhurried mornings are a rarity.

Mornings like this, then, are treasured. Mornings like this, when she can wake up slowly; when she can appreciate the softness of her bed; when she can take time to be thankful of the good dream she had, regardless of whether or not she remembers what the dream was about— good dreams usually involved a specific blond man with bright green eyes, anyway.

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