▐ ҂ 𖧧.៹ 𝗼𝗼𝗼. 𝕮𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙷
╰┈➤大切にする ❛ Paris, the city of love. Bullshit. ❜ ꒦꒷
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₊˚.༄ ೃ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ───
y/n is just disappointed
until her rom-com like
romance begins
. . .﹆ׂׂʚ ❪🏴🕸️🗼❫
✓ REWRITING ⋮ ONGOING
𝚄𝙽�...
⸻The sunrays entered the room, as if telling them to wake up for, each day brings opportunities and aspirations. Lessons and Surprises. Each one to them should be valued because you never know how it benefits you.
Y/n woke up as her alarm started to go off. She slams it as it stops. She opens her eyes and realises that she and Adrien cuddled while sleeping. There faces really, really close as she unwrapped her arms from around him. Same goes for her legs.
"Wake up, Supercalifragilisticexpiali- -docious." He groans and slowly sits up. "What does that even mean?" He asks in a raspy voice.
"That is exactly what I think when you and dad talk in French." She walks into her bathroom and shuts the door behind her.
"I need to use the bathroom." She heard Adrien say.
"You have to wait." She responds.
"Oh God, how long?" She walks out of the bathroom. He runs into the bathroom.
"Holding it in for long, I see." She smirks from her room as a blush creeps on his cheeks. Oh how grateful he was that she couldn't see.
"I am downstairs by the way!" She says before waking Owen up who wasn't going until he was threatened.
"Morning, dad." She greets her father and gives him a kiss on the cheek.
"Mornin' darling." He smiles as he continues cooking the pancakes.
"Good Morning, Uncle." Owen appears, running his eyes in order to adjust his view.
"Morning, Mr. L/n." Adrien says, his voice still raspy as Y/n still found it attractive.
"Morning to both of you. Adrien, you can have breakfast and then go home to get ready." Her father says, placing the dishes on the table in front of them. "Oh and Y/n," He turns to his daughter. "I have to go to work from today. You can go school with either Owen or..Adrien."
(a/n: I understand that this is not how people get job in a new city but anything can happen in the magical world of Wattpad so just go with it...this is so unrealistic wtf-)
"I am leaving now. The keys are on the-"
"Drawer in your bedroom, I know." His father kisses her forehead before leaving. Adrien smiled sadly. Oh how bad he wanted to such a relationship with his father. How he wished he wasn't this overprotective.
After having breakfast, Adrien went back to his home and Y/n got ready for school. "You fancy him?" Owen asks out of nowhere.
"Aren't you going to get ready?" She ignored his question.
"Nah, this looks just fine." He says, looking at his plain white t-shirt, black shirt and white Nike's. "Answer my question."
"No. I barely know him, Owen." She says, combing her hair. She was wearing a plain orange top, black jeans and her white Vans.
"Sounded like that last night."
"You were eavesdropping?"
"Of course I was."
"How disrespectful! You should respect my privacy!"
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⸻❝Alya, I don't understand what should I do!❞ Marinette runs her hand through her hair, utterly frustrated.
"I don't think that they feel anything for each other." Alya says, putting an arm around her friends shoulder who has been annoying her since yesterday.
"Right, right. They don't." She mumbles. She looks down at her clothing. She was wearing a oversized white hoodie, with grey sweatpants and white sport shoes. She thought that it was kind of cute.
Y/n and Owen entered the school together as Marinette's eyes fell on them. She didn't have any idea that Owen knew Y/n, to be specific, she didn't know that Y/n was his cousin.
"You do have a certain talent of falling, bumping and tripping I see."
