(uncleladybug here) hi! for the 3 sentence fic: gabrinette (aged-up of course) and the prompt is 'hiding'. thanks :)
Marinette carried bolts of fabric like they were pieces of paper. She had to have half a dozen in one arm. Mostly spandex. She was doing an athletic line commission for a french gymnast.
“Gabriel?” She ducked into another aisle, looking around rapidly for him. If she was Ladybug, she’d just know instinctively where he was.
No, she lost him in the fabric store. In retrospect, she shouldn’t have been surprised. He hadn’t visited one in quite some time, and he preferred shopping alone. Separating at the entrance of the store seemed like a wise idea.
Of course, my phone’s dead, she thought bitterly as she continued her search.
Then, she felt fingers brush against her shoulders. A cool voice in here ear murmured. “Letting your guard down, Ladybug? How unlike you.”
Marinette rolled her eyes, before turning back to Gabriel, who had already had his fabrics cut and purchased, in a tote over his shoulder. “I was looking for you, you ass.”
“Congratulations, darling.” He kissed her forehead. “You found me.”
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