forum Miraculous Ladybug - One-on-one (CLOSED)

Started December 03, 2018 by Deleted user

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He nodded and layed his head back on the pillow, feeling the weight shift on the bed. "So, want to explain what Duuru was doing there?" He's seen the kwami before he collapsed

Nathalie deadpanned. "Um… She…" she stuttered. Stop! she commanded herself. Why was Gabriel able to make her break down like this?

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Without opening his eyes, he raised an eyebrow "I'm not mad, I just want to know what she was doing there." He folded his hands in his lap, waiting for her answer

"I was…" Nathalie sighed. She was going to have to tell him anyway… "I was going to transform into Mayura if you needed help. So, I summoned Duusu, but then you had already won."

He smiled through the pain "I told you to never transform again, that's why you fainted yesterday isn't it?" He opened his eyes and looked at her, too tired to fight.

She blushed, embrassment clouding her eyes. “Yes…” she whispered, not making eye contact with him.

He nodded and layed back once again. After a bit of akward silence he turned to her again "thank you for trying to help. I know using Duuru causes a significant amount of pain. But please, don't hurt yourself for me, I'm not worth it." He smiled and lightly took her hand in his

“Gabriel…” She lifted her gaze back to his eyes, feeling the electricity that burned into her through his touch. “I would do anything to protect you.” Even destroy myself.

He shook his head "I wouldn't let you." He intertwined his fingers with hers "I would much rather die than see you waste your life for somone like me. I made that mistake once, I'm not doing it again."he looked into her eyes, wishing he could hold her closer, but not knowing if she wanted that. He looked down at their hands and smiled to himself

“What do you mean that you made that mistake once?” Nathalie asked, her thoughts immediately thinking of one person. She quickly cursed herself for asking and averted his gaze.

She saw her face change after she asked the question "it's ok, I've learned that even if…if she's not with us here," he gestured around the room "that she'll always be here." He pointed to his heart. "And I see her everyday in Adrien. That's all I need to know that it's ok to move on. She wouldnt want us to sulk for he sake, she'd want us to celebrate her and what she did for us." He smiled and sent a small prayer to his late wife in thanks and gratutude

Nathalie nodded. She still felt slightly unsettled, thinking about Emilie. “I should go…” she whispered, shifting slightly. She felt herself blush intensely.

He instinctively tightened his grip on her hand "stay, I'm sorry for making this uncomfortable. I just don't want you to get hurt using Duuru." he looked at her pleadingly "please stay."

Her eyes widened and her heart leapt. “A-Alright,” she stammered, taken aback by this. “I will.”

He released an unknown breath and laid back "why are you nervous?" he could feel her pulse as he idly stroked her wrist

She tried to control her breathing. “I… I’m trying to figure out why it’s me that you love, when there are so many others you could choose. Why me?”

He looked at her, truly looked at her. "Because everyone else out there," pointing towards the window "they aren't you. they're fakes, imposters, non-genuine. They're like Audrey, fake, and utterly ridiculous." he smiled as he quoted the fashionista. "When you find someone that's not like them, you keep them close, as close as possible."

“But, I…” Words failed her once again. She just looked helplessly at him.

"words seem to evade you a lot lately dear,"

”My dear…”
She gasped and jerked closer to him.
”A dance?”
Nathalie realized what she’d done and flushed instantly. “I-I’m sorry, sir. I mean, Gabriel. I…” she stammered.

Shock entered his face as she jerked towards him "No it's me who should apologize, I forgot you didn't like being called that, I'm sorry." He slipped his other hand around her shoulders, pulling her into a hug "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. He won't hurt you again. I promise." he whispered

Nathalie found herself safe in his arms again. She sighed and relaxed against him. You don’t know that. There’s so much about me that you don’t know. “Thank you, for everything, Gabriel,” she murmured quietly.

"He released a strained breath and relaxed "I haven't done anything. I don't deserve your thanks, love. Heck, I don't deserve you." He glanced down at her "You deserve better."

Nathalie shook her head. “You deserve more of my thanks than I can possibly give,” she replied, looking up at him.

He stroked her arm, an all too familiar scene popped in his head "You don't happen to know where Andre is at this time do you?" He smiled lightly and kissed her head

Nathalie remembered as well and blushed softly. “No…” she whispered.

"hm, maybe next time." he smiled again and closed his eyes, content and happy. Something he hasn't been in a while.

Nathalie inched forward so she could rest her forehead on his. If anything, she was glad that she could make him happy.