Sure thing! I have a lot of prompts, so I picked just one. It’s DJ Wifi! I’ve never written for this pairing before, so I hop I did okay. Tell me what you think!
To anyone else, they looked like your average teens, each
immersed in their own technology. Nino’s head bobbed to a beat that only he could
hear on his headphones, while across the table Alya’s thumbs flew on her
smartphone. This was how they spent many of their lunch hours when the creative
juices flowed too plentifully for them to ignore. Alya and Nino seemed totally
ignorant of the world bustling around them or each other.
But they knew better. Nino hummed along to the songs that he
knew his girlfriend liked so she could hear them, and when he completed editing
a new track, she was always the first to hear it. Alya held the screen out to
her boyfriend whenever she found a funny photo that would make him laugh, and
whenever there was Ladybug news, Nino had the scoop second only to Alya. It was
an arrangement that bordered on symbiosis.
As she scrolled down her newsfeed, Alya perked up suddenly .
She waved her phone at Nino and waited for him to look up from his computer
screen. Once she had eye contact, Alya tapped her ear meaningfully and he got
the signal. Nino slid the headphones off.
“Inox Park is hosting an amateur electronic music festival in
a few weeks. Deadline to submit a sample is this Thursday. Think you can whip
Nino grinned. “I have a pretty stellar track in the works.”
“Great. I’ve already started your application.”
“Sweet. Thanks, babe.” He raised an eyebrow and asked, “This
wouldn’t have anything to do with Ladybug and Chat Noir making an appearance at
the festival, would it?”
Alya shot him a wry smile. “Let’s just say that’s a bonus. I’m
here for you, wherever you need me. In the front row…backstage with all the
other competitors and special guests…”
“You’re so obvious.”
“You love it.”
“Yeah, I do.”
They held each other’s gaze for a minute, eyes soft as their
hands joined in the middle of the lunch table.
Marinette watched the two of them in awe.
“How do they even do that?” she murmured with a little shake
of her head.
Adrien looked up from his sandwich, still chewing on his
mouthful. He swallowed and shrugged.
“They’re tech-heads. They understand each other’s language.
A like means ‘I love you’ and a share means ‘Marry me’.”
Marinette giggled. “They do
make a pretty great team.”
“So do we.” At Marinette’s startled look, Adrien explained, “We’re
kinda the wingman and wingwoman that brought them together, aren’t’ we?”
“I don’t know if we should take the credit. Ladybug locked
them in a cage at the zoo,” Marinette pointed out.
“Well, they’re out of the cage now. And they’re still really
happy.” Adrien’s smile softened when he saw Nino link his fingers with Alya’s.
“I know. Alya’s so happy that she can barely stop talking
about Nino.” She stiffened and stammered, “Just don’t tell her I told you that.”
“Nino does the exact same thing. Those two are made for each
Marinette’s gaze shifted to Adrien’s face, and she was
grateful that he was still watching Nino and Alya.