I have a request, or could just count as a question instead; but I'm kind of curious to see feral!Adrien's reaction to a sick Marinette, even more so since I don't think he'd ever come across someone sick before with humans keeping to their homes when sick. So I'm curious on what he'd do and how he'd respond.
…. You just… totally went there didn’t you?
You’re right that Adrien hasn’t had interaction with other humans, so he wouldn’t notice it at first. It’s Plagg who does.
Plagg is the one who notices most things before Adrien. Whenever Marinette makes her way from the camp, Plagg’s ear twitches before Adrien hears or sees her, even though it’s Adrien who sits staring at the direction she would come from. It’s always Adrien who jumps up when she does arrive, though; Plagg usually just yawns and stays comfortable in his perch in the trees.
But one day when the weather is cool and gloomy, Plagg actually lifts his head and sniffs the air. Adrien follows his example, but picks out nothing amiss except for the impending rain. When the awaited sound of shuffling leaves come, it’s much louder and conspicuous than usual. Marinette finally stumbles into the clearing and Adrien bounds up to her, standing up to his full height before giving her a sweeping bow.
He greets her with a perfectly executed, “Good afternoon, My Lady!”
Adrien might not be able to always speak in long, properly full French sentences yet, but he makes sure he gets that one right, if only for the face Marinette makes whenever he does. Her expression is always somewhere between impressed and amused and also unimpressed. (Alya says it’s called, “endeared”. (Marinette only rolls her eyes. (Alya says that one is called, “in denial”.)))
“Lend me your arm for a minute?” she asks the moment Adrien takes his seat beside her.
“Okay,” Adrien readily agrees, holding his arm out. This isn’t new, he thinks: Marinette has already done lots of sketches–“studies”–of him before. But instead of inspecting the exact curves of his muscles as she usually does, she instead ducks her head under his arm and leans her head on his shoulder. Adrien very nearly jumps.
“Is this okay?” Marinette asks.
Is she kidding? This is so very okay!!! Usually it’s him who leans on some part of her and he has to ask her especially when he wants to curl up on her lap and even though she does say yes most of the time he still celebrates it when she says yes and now she’s the one asking and she’s the one leaning on him and WHAT IS HAPPENING????
“It’s okay,” he says.
“I’m sleepy,” she mumbles.
“Sleep,” he tells her.
He hesitantly puts his arm around her shoulders.
She smiles, then closes her eyes.
Around them, the jungle is still.
Hours later, Adrien wakes to Plagg nudging him urgently. Something is wrong. On Adrien’s shoulder, where there should be the gentle warmth of Marinette’s cheek, there is an alarming heat on Adrien’s skin instead. Adrien tries to wake her. She doesn’t. She shivers, her breath coming in rapid puffs as the delicate wrinkle between her eyebrows tightens. Adrien has seen this before. He’s seen animals breathe like this right before they- Before they-
No. No, nonononono.
“Marinette! Marinette, wake up, wake up, MARI–”
She emits a quiet whimper, too similar to the sound Plagg made that one time when he was seriously wounded and bleeding, and Adrien feels a numbing coldness shoot through his veins.
What does he do? What should he do, what’s he supposed to do– he knows how to take care of Plagg– Adrien just needs to make sure he’s warm and he has water nearby and Plagg always licks his wounds clean but Marinette isn’t doing that humans don’t do that do they does she even have wounds what’s hurting her what’s hurting her?
Plagg snaps a growl, snapping Adrien out of the maelstrom of his panic. In one powerful leap he climbs up on a tree branch, before pausing to look back down at Adrien, making sure that the human boy is paying attention. Then he launches to the next branch, cutting through the jungle’s understory and towards Marinette’s camp.
Marinette’s camp, where the other humans are.
Adrien catches Plagg’s meaning. He gathers Marinette up in his panther pelt and forces his limbs to stand. As thunder rumbles above them and raindrops fall from the sky, he runs after Plagg.
“You’ll be okay,” he whispers to the precious weight in his arms, “please be okay.”