It's currently 9:54 and I'm dying.

Brinkley P.O.V.

I finally decided that I was going to go meet him at the Eiffel Tower.

Mostly so I could just chew him out and make him tell me how he figured it out...

But I was still going to go.

Gabby P.O.V.

At about 9:30 I received a text on my phone.

It was on the group chat with Brinkley, Emma, and I.

This wasn't unusual because we text 24/7.

But this text was interesting.

Brinkley: GUYS! I NEED HELP! SOS. I THINK THAT HORNET KNOWS WHO I AM. I'M DYING. DO YOU GUYS KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THIS.

Wait what?

How would Hornet know?

That's not even possible.

9:40

Emma: Umm.. I have no idea!

Hornet P.O.V.

It's officially 10.

She'd be coming at anytime.

My stomach did flip flops as I saw a faint baby blue figure leaping from building to building.

And so it begins.

She landed next to me with a thud.

I took a deep breath and struggled to lift my eyes to meet hers.

Gosh she looked so pretty when the moon reflects off her eyes.

Before I could even speak she started chewing me out.

"How did you know?! Well? Answer me! I've been worrying about this all day!"

"If you would give me a chance to answer I would!"

"Fine. Speak!"

"Before I say anything, promise me we won't end up like Chaton and Chein."

"Fine whatever."

"I know your identity Brinkley."

"YEAH I GOT THAT!"

"I also know about Emma's and Gabby's."

"Wait what?"

"I found out before we fought Gabby."

"And you didn't tell any of us?!"

"I told Emma..." I said starting to shift uncomfortably.

"But not me?"

"I'm telling you know."

"Why did you put it off?"

I sighed.

I was really hoping she didn't ask this question.

"Because I made a promise with myself..."

"And this was?"

"If I told you, then I wanted to tell you how I feel."

Brinkley P.O.V.

How he felt?

Oh no...

This is going to get cringy...
"Brinkley, I really like you. I like everything about you."

There was a long pause.

"Why?"

"Why me?"

That's all I could manage to get out.

"Why you? Because I've seen a side of you that some people don't see.

You act tough and brave, but I know that there really is a soft person under that mask.

A sweet, sensitive, beautiful girl.

And I love her."

I blushed so hard that I'm pretty sure if I would have crawled up in a ball I could pass as a cherry.

No joke.

"And one more thing"

What else could he want to say?

"I want you to know who I am Brinkley."

Another long pause.

"I want to know who you are too."

He sighed and smiled.

"But I'm scared."

"Why?"

"What if we end up like Chein and Chaton?" I said looking at my feet.

He lifted me head with his hand, "We won't.

As long as you promise not to run"

I laughed.

"I promise."

"Here it goes."

He closed his eyes in fear. But then opened them.

"Wait."

"What?" I asked.

He pulled me into a hug.

"Don't be disappointed. Because I know that I'm not."

"Oh gosh... you really are stupid aren't you?"

"What?"

"I'm not going to be disappointed idiot..."

"Abeille detransform me."

I closed my eyes for a second.

But then relaxed.

I smiled as I opened my eyes.

Hey guys! Another chapter done! Hope you guys liked it! Thanks for reading!

(also thanks to @juniperblossoms1 and @StrangerArtist for the names and telling me how to spell unconscious!)

Emma Agreste

Word count 1045

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