“Is there something I can do to make it up to you?” - Ladrien
“Is there something I can do to make it up to you?” Ladybug asked Adrien. She had snuck into his room at eleven o’clock at night to apologize for standing him up on their first date.
Adrien crossed his arms, trying not to give in. He didn’t want to lose his anger just because he was in love with her. “I don’t know, Ladybug. You stood me up.”
“I know we had plans to meet up tonight, but I had an emergency in my civilian life,” she explained.
“What happened?” he asked, raising his eyebrow. He had waited for her on top of the Grand Paris hotel for over two hours on a chilly night. His heart had felt broken, and he had started to wonder if he had been part of some cruel joke. Whatever her excuse was, it had better be good.
“My father fell and broke his wrist. My mom and I had to take him to the hospital,” she replied, trying not to give too much information away. “I wanted to tell you about it, but I didn’t know how to without giving away my identity. I’m sorry.”
He sighed, releasing his anger. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault. Is your father okay?”
She smiled, relieved that he seemed to have forgiven her. “Yeah, he is.”
“You know, you could make it up to me right now, if you wanted,” he told her hesitantly. “I have a TV in here, and I could make us popcorn and rent a movie. It could be like a real date, only we wouldn’t have to hide.” He blushed, feeling embarrassed. “I know it sounds lame, but I would really like it.”
“No, it doesn’t sound lame! Actually, it sounds kind of perfect.” She sighed, looking sadly at the clock. “Unfortunately, I have something I have to do in the morning. My dad needs help running the um… well, he needs my help, since his wrist is broken.” Sometimes it was hard trying to keep her identity a secret.
“Oh,” Adrien said, feeling rejected for the second time that night.
Ladybug took his hand in hers, trying to soothe him. “I really, really wish I could stay,” she assured him. “I can’t stop thinking about you most of the time. It’s just… today was an awful lot of bad timing.” She kissed his cheek. “I’ll come over tomorrow night, I promise. We can do whatever you want.”
“Okay,” he replied, squeezing her hand. “I’ll see you then.”
She ducked out his window, and he watched her go.
“See? I told you she didn’t forget about you,” Plagg told him triumphantly.
“You said she probably didn’t even remember my name.”
Before Plagg could respond, Adrien’s phone went off. Alya was calling him.
“Hey, Alya,” Adrien answered. “What’s up?”
“Hi, Adrien,” she replied. “Are you free tomorrow morning? Say around five?”
“Five? Isn’t that a little early?”
“I know, but Marinette really needs some help tomorrow with the bakery,” she explained. “Nino and I are going over to help her, but we were hoping you would come, too.”
“Why does Marinette need help with the bakery?” he asked. “Don’t her parents run it?”
“Normally, yes, but her dad broke his wrist today, and Marinette and her mom can’t run it without the extra help.”
Adrien was quiet for a moment. “Her dad broke his wrist?”
“Yeah, the hospital was so busy they had to wait like three hours, so they’re really behind. Can we count on you for help?”
“Yeah, I’ll be there,” he said in a daze. “See you tomorrow.”
Adrien collapsed into his desk chair as soon as they hung
up. “I can’t believe Marinette is Ladybug.”
Here’s the other half of my anon’s request, plus a little bit of reveal. I love accidental reveals, lol. I hope you loved both of these, anon!