Marinette was his universe.

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(Author note: this is Marinette's Pov.)

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Adrien Agreste was a lake.

Warm, calm, inviting, peaceful.

Small and familiar

No hidden monsters or reckless storms

Serene and perfect.

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Chat Noir was the ocean.

Wild, untameable, unpredictable, and chaotic

Vast and unexplored

There were dark secrets beneath his waves,

But he had a gentle soul.

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Adrien was perfect

But Marinette was anything else

Chat Noir was her partner

And he really cared.

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She imagined that blonde head of hair

Kissing her without a care.

Going on dates all over the city,

But there was one thing she couldn't see

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She couldn't tell who he was.

The person that she dreamed of.

His head was blonde, his eyes were green

But his face was yet to be seen.

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He was an odd mix of the two

Indistinguishable from either dude.

Mari was caught in a tornado of love

And that's the last thing she was thinking of.

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(Okay now we back to our regularly scheduled Adrien.)

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They say she didn't feel the fall

They said she didn't know anything at all

And from what he saw and what it seemed

She never heard his desperate scream.

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"Claws out" he shouted from below.

He couldn't see, he couldn't know.

No one really saw that night

Or could explain how ladybug fell without a fight

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The truth is she never fell.

But that's not exactly my story to tell.

Basically she thought she could trust

Someone who possessed a but of lust

Instead they filled with revenge

And she almost met her end

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She went down without a cry.

She had no time to say goodbye.

"It should've killed her" doctors said.

"She's lucky she didn't hit her head."

Chat Noir saved her, that much is true

But he had no idea what to do.

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She woke up after a long week.

He was starting to feel weak.

When they reunited. She shook her head

He didn't hear anything that she said.

After "I don't know you." Its was a blur.

He didn't think he loved her .he was sure.

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But his confession came too late.

If only it had been an earlier date.

For if Ladybug hadn't been dreaming of love,

She never would've been shoved.