![]() ![]() His muscles tensed and he bit back a laugh why did he have to be so darn ticklish?! This became much harder when she reached around him, her fingers lightly skimming across his rib cage. ![]() The raven-haired girl stirred, letting out a small whine Adrien stilled, subconsciously holding his breath, not wanting to wake her and accidentally reveal his identity. He looked down and there she was: sweet, lovely Marinette one of the dearest and most important people in his life. Disturbed by his movements, a smaller body rolled toward him, settling comfortably on his chest and breathing out a drowsy sigh. His thoughts were interrupted by a gentle hand sliding across his midsection. Nevertheless, he hoped to find a correlation if there was one, maybe he could figure out how to repeat it. He wasn’t exactly in the best frame of mind when he’d arrived a couple of months back, given all that had happened when he ran away from his father so it was no surprise that his memory of that night was hazy at best. His mouth quirked to the side and his brow furrowed, deep in thought, trying to remember. What did these two occurrences have in common? He tried to think back, wondering what might have caused this, not just last night, but back on that first day Marinette had brought him home. The only other time he hadn’t suffered from his usual nightmares ever since becoming Chat Noir was on the first night that he’d arrived at the Dupain-Cheng residence. Last night, after Marinette awoke him from his most harrowing night terror to date, he’d fallen back asleep and something remarkable happened: for the second time in years, he’d actually had a pleasant dream. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so well. He breathed out a long, contented sigh, stretching his limbs out wide enough that they poked out of the bedcovers. (Mood Music: “Christofori’s Dream” - David Lanz)Īdrien’s eyelids fluttered open, a sleepy smile still present on his face. >Click here to read on Ao3>Click here to read on Wattpad<<Īffetuoso: to perform with passion and emotion ![]()
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