Not Part of the Plan - Ch 8: Time to Decide
Chapter 8: Time to Decide
Adrien wakes up in his own bed and feels remarkably alone. There is no luxurious lie-in in Marinette’s arms or fluffy pink blankets. The contrast is becoming more and more painful by day. Before he can ruminate over it too much, Nathalie walks in at 6:30 as she always does.
She runs through the day’s schedule, and he forces himself to listen far more carefully than he usually does. He needs to perform perfectly today because tomorrow is Marinette’s appointment. And he knows he’s going to have to talk to his father about the situation shortly after that.
He’s not looking forward to it.
“Nathalie, I do need to request one change to tomorrow’s schedule.”
“The morning is pretty inflexible with a photoshoot in the morning,” she says. “But I can likely squeeze something in afterwards. What do you need?”
He hesitates for a second, his gut twisting in anxiety. But he can do this for Marinette. He can do anything for Marinette. “I need you to cancel the shoot.”
She looks up from her tablet. “Adrien, you know I can’t just cancel a shoot.”
He shakes his head. “I’m not asking. I’m informing you that I will not be there. I have another appointment.”
She frowns. “I schedule all your appointments.”
Adrien takes a breath. This conversation was nothing compared to what it would be like with his father. “This is an appointment for my girlfriend.”
Nathalie considers him for a moment before speaking. “You have a girlfriend?”
He nods. “For a year now.”
She sighs and turns back to her tablet. “Well, that explains a lot. Why did you keep it a secret?”
“Because I wanted to keep having a girlfriend.”
She doesn’t comment. “May I inquire what this appointment is in regards to?”
“We’re pregnant.”
Nathalie’s head shoots up, her eyes wide. It’s the most uncontrolled action he’s ever seen from her and it sends his nerves skyrocketing. But Nathalie knowing can’t possibly make things worse, and might actually make some things better when he has to face his father.
“I wouldn’t have expected that of you.” And she would know, having been his primary source of sex education.
“We were careful,” he says.
“Not careful enough, apparently.”