DjWifi December 2k18

A month dedicated to appreciating the relationship between Alya and Nino from Miraculous Ladybug | Please tag all works with #djwifi2018 | This event recognizes that another djwifi december is running and supports their efforts alongside our own. We will not reblog works made for the other event.

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DJWifi December 2k18

Day 17: Soft Glances

Ao3 / FF.net

Alya was sure, Nino had the softest eyes.

Well, yes, she was biased, she was his girlfriend. But she was sure that this was true to anyone.

Nino had the softest eyes, that was a law. Marinette and Adrien actually agreed with her on that, even if Adrien seemed a little unsure with the prettiest girl in class next to him.

Not that he said that. And not that Marinette noticed.

But back to that, Alya was certain.

His eyes consisted of a warm brown which ran down to a molten gold that pooled on the bottom of his iris. Alya found herself sighing everytime she was allowed to see the warm golden shimmer in his eyes when he looked at her and smiled.

His eyes really were the softest.

In return, Nino was pretty sure Alya’s eyes were the softest.

Sure, he was biased, he knew that. After all she was the most beautiful girl in the world to him. But he was sure and constantly lost himself in the deep hazel green, wonderful eyes when she allowed him a minute of silence. When she wasn’t moving, running around, babysitting the twins, when she just stood or lied in his arms and sighed, her eyes locked onto his without any distractions.

When she was his, only his, for the moment, and gave him the most wonderful view he could imagine.

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DJWifi December 2k18

Day 18: Coffee Shop AU

Ao3 / FF.net

He wasn’t addicted to coffee. No matter how much Marinette and Adrien tried convincing him that he was, because his financial situation slowly began suffering under it, he wasn’t addicted to coffee.

After all, he didn’t visit the coffee shop because of this.

Or, at least, not because of only the coffee. Admittedly, this drink had sometimes saved his day.

But no, his prime reason why he was visiting the coffee shop was to see the sweet Barista who always gave him the wonderful smile and the extra bit whipped cream.

He sighed if he only thought about her, even if he should be concentrating on his lecture. Though, he couldn’t stop remembering her. He couldn’t stop propping his head up in his hand and sighing dreamily while the musical theory prof went on and on about harmonies up front.

Nino leant back in the narrow seating rows, lifting his arms behind his head.

She was beautiful.

Her hazel-green eyes lit up everytime he saw her and her beautiful tanned skin seemed like molten chocolate when he thanked her and she smiled at him. He couldn’t bear how beautiful she was.

When she spoke, her voice was like honey, rich and wonderful and so sweet that his heart actually skipped a beat and when she smirked smugly at him when he blushed, he couldn’t help but being infatuated by her again and again.

She was an angel to him, a wonderful young goddess on earth and he totally had a crush on her. Secretly, but he did.

With another sigh he played with his pen and thought about her beautiful hair that shone like gold to him. Which shampoo did she use, he wondered?

And did she dye her hair somehow? Did she go to the barber for that or did she do it herself if she did?

For some reason he didn’t think she did. For some reason he was sure that her hair was all natural, despite the brightly glowing orange tips. He was sure she was all natural. He hair just didn’t look dyed, because he knew what dyed hair looked like.

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DJWifi December 2k18

Day 16: Sick Day

Ao3 / FF.net

If there was something that Alya hated more than anything, it was being sick.

And she wasn’t talking about sniffling with a cold or a little headache or a bit higher temperature, she was talking about getting dizzy, hallucinating, throwing up, all that.

Not being able to leave the bed, that was what was annoying her.

It wasn’t that she got as sick as that very often, no. It merely happened maybe once a year, not even. Most of the times she had a year in between, maybe even two, before a sickness like that took over her again.

Her immune system was very good, apparently, so while she occasionally got the sniffles, she normally didn’t get as sick.

But sometimes it happened. When school was hard, when superhero work wasn’t balancing out with the Ladyblog, when a lot of stress paired with bad weather struck, that was when she got sick.

For example, now.

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DJWifi December 2k18

Day 15: Reveal

Ao3 / FF.net

“Nino?”

A voice behind him startled him a little. As he turned around he saw it was Rena, presumably just having snuck out from the police station as well.

The boy in green shrugged lightly, turning back up front.

“What’re you doing here?”, he asked back, his fingers fidgeting in his lap.

Rena let herself down next to him, her legs over the edge of the building, as she leant against his shoulder.

“Looking after you.”, she replied in a quiet voice. Paris laid still beneath them, not a sound to be heard. Today was a special day, “You?”

He sighed as they looked out onto the ocean of lights, reaching over to take her hand in his. She sucked in a sharp breath as she did a wrong movement but she took his hand anyway.

“Thinking, I guess. I couldn’t see his face anymore.”

Rena nodded as she looked up to him again, reaching up to cup his face and pull it towards her to press a kiss to his cheek.

“I know… Me neither…”

They remained in silence for a bit before Carapace spoke again, rubbing his wrist with the Miraculous with his free hand.

“I would’ve never thought it would be him.”, he admitted, his gaze still staring out into the vast city, feeling uncomfortable in the unusual silence the night brought. Normally this city was thriving with energy and life but right now, it was so silent.

“Poor Adrien…”, Alya agreed, rubbing her nose against his shoulder, “How’s he gonna deal with that?”

Carapace breathed through, trying to blink away his tears.

“I dunno yet. He has Marinette, though, and Plagg. I’m sure they’ll be there for him. And I don’t think his father is too much of a loss. It’s more of a shock that it had been him.”

They fell into the same silence that reigned the city already after their hard fight with Hawkmoth that had taken several days.

For some reason, the silence was both deafening and unfamiliar, as well as comforting.

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DJWifi December 2k18

Day 14: Secrets

Ao3 / FF.net

Alya’s behavior had changed.

There were just slight, subtle changes, nothing too much, she still seemed like the same old Alya. But Nino had noticed anyway, the way she drew away from him while kissing sometimes, the way she avoided eye contact with some people that she valued a lot.

The way she spoke to people, the way she acted, the way she generally carried herself.

Before, about two weeks before, she had still worn her back straight and her eyes gleeful but Nino had noticed how her shoulders sometimes sagged, he had noticed how her eyes were veiled by a seemingly unnoticeable shadow.

He knew her too well for her to hide something from him.

At first, he let her be. It was her choice to talk to him, her choice if she wanted to tell him if something was wrong.

Maybe something in her family had happened or maybe some message she had received. He knew, after all, that there were some haters of the Ladyblog, for reasons unknown to him.

Nino gave her one week. He waited for one week before dropping hints.

When he hugged her goodbye after school or when he greeted her with a kiss in the morning, he let her know he was there for her. In a hushed whisper or sometimes just a gaze, he let her know that he was there to listen, to support her no matter what.

She seemed to pick the hints up, however she still didn’t do anything about it. Or maybe she hadn’t understood him, or didn’t want him knowing there was something up with her.

He would be fine with that. He would be fine with her not wanting to tell him something.

He himself had a few things he didn’t want her to know about him (at least not yet) and he would completely respect her decision if she deemed this information as not shareable.

That was her decision to make, and he wouldn’t pry.

Though… He was curious.

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Djwifi December day 8: Music

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Ao3

Rena Rouge landed on the flat rooftop with barely a sound. She walked over to the edge and took a deep breath, the calm and crisp night air cleansing her lungs. It was a little breezy, but she let the wind carry her hair and ears as she stared at the beautiful city below.

She plopped herself next to the edge of the roof with a huff, her tail slowly falling to the floor behind her. The lights of Paris at nighttime were absolutely breathtaking, illuminating and perhaps even dancing a little to an inaudible song they created.

The superheroine inhaled once more to regain herself. She referred to the flute on her back and, deciding to add some music of her own to the phosphorescent hues below, grabbed her desired weapon before hovering it just below her lips. Rena closed her eyes and blew, long and low, her flute creating a melancholy melody for any listeners in the city a ways away. She maneuvered her fingers creatively on her instrument and soon a sad song came to play, perfectly expressing how she was feeling. Her lament went on for a while, until she finally decided to open her eyes.

And when she did, she gasped.

She wasn’t sitting on the rooftop anymore, nor was it nighttime. She was in an open field as the sun fell, turning the sky a beautiful hue of rose and orange. What really caught her attention, however, was the boy standing in front of her.

There he was. Nino Lahiffe, in all his dorkiness and glory, giving her the softest look possible.

“N..Nino…?” Rena rasped, her eyes unbelieving.

“Hey, Alya,” he responded, his golden eyes as warm as honey.

Rena let out a sob and got up, running up to her boyfriend with outstretched arms. He opened his own arms in a welcoming gesture.

And yet, the moment she had him in her grasp, he disappeared.

The superhero let out a surprised yelp when she felt her arms wrap around nothing, and she heaved when she opened her eyes once more and found herself back on the tranquil rooftop.

She was panting, stuck in a position with her arms outstretched and eyes wide. She attempted to regain herself by wrapping her arms around herself, giving herself the hug she unfortunately never received from her lover.

And she never would receive one from him again, now that he was dead.

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DJWifi December 2k18

Day 13: Moving In Together

Ao3 / FF.net

Alya was almost startled when she woke up next to her boyfriend in an otherwise empty apartment. And when she said empty, she meant it.

It was literally empty. Their furniture hadn’t arrived yet and so, only a few boxes had made their way into the empty rooms.

But they hadn’t been able to wait.

Nino and Alya both had wanted to move in immediately after renting their new apartment and so, they had merely brought Alya’s bed here, built it up again within a day, and had slept here.

She needed a moment to realize where she was and why she was here before rolling over and snuggling to Nino’s back, pressing her nose against his bare back and grinning.

He stirred from that, giving a huff and mumbling something, before turning around after she scooted back and taking her in his arms. He was still sleeping, she realized, but suddenly he was hugging her tightly, his body pressed against hers and she realized, there was no place she’d rather be.

He was warm and the bed was soft. The gentle light of a clouded day fell through the windows and she sighed at his scent, deeply burying herself on him.

Nino huffed and kept her closer, his nose tightly pressed against her hair. This was where she could stay forever, she found.

Just a few minutes later, Nino slowly woke up, his arms twitching a little before he brushed over her back and she felt him smile into her hair, his breathing becoming less even and more awake by the second.

She grinned into his chest and kissed his skin, now finally looking up to him and seeing him blinking down to her.

“… Morning, beautiful.”, he mumbled in that raspy just-woken-up voice that she loved so much on him. In return, she nudged his nose and hummed, pressing a light kiss to his lips.

“Morning, handsome.”

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Djwifi December day 7: Bed Sharing

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Ao3

Nino strummed his guitar and whistled along with the melody he created, leaning back in his chair and resting his feet along the edge of his desk. His eyes were closed contently and he was in his own little world as he strummed away without a care. He nearly jumped out of his skin when a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around him, though he sighed in relief when he realized it was only his gorgeous wife, hugging him from behind and nuzzling her nose into his neck as he gave her a fond smile.

“Alya, you nearly scared me shirtless.” Her response was an attempt to snuggle closer to his neck and hug him tighter. He kissed the top of her head. “How was work?”

“Mmmmmmmmph..”

Nino laughed. “Tired?”

She finally looked up, her eyes droopy. In a slurred voice, she said, “Hmmm. Play more of your guitar, sexy man.”

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Chills

Chapter 3: Snowed In

Nino was sure he must be going crazy.

He was used to all of the organized chaos of siblings and noisy neighbors, the general hustle and bustle of Paris. But all of this silence and the loneliness felt jarring.

There were lots of old stairs that creaked, and windows that didn’t fully seal in old houses like this one. It added to the general unease he’d felt since he arrived.

The fact that he was busy writing a horror script only helped his mind run wild, and so he channeled every errant fear into a new piece of action or suspense for his story.

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DJWifi December 2k18

Day 11: Blanket Fort

Ao3 / FF.net

“Yo Alya.”, Nino called out from beside her, his feet snuggled against hers. She looked up from her corner, tilting her head at him as she eyed him. Only then he looked up from his phone, grinning and turning it around.

On the screen she could recognize Instagram’s layout and sighed when she tried to read the picture.

“Wait, hold on.”, she moved forward a little, to see the picture better and to read the text on it.

It was a blanket fort and, in the description, stood that everyone who had done this when they were young, they should leave a like.

The red heart beneath the post gave her the reason of Nino’s broad smile and she rolled her eyes at him before double tapping the pic again, the heart once again flashing.

“I mean, who didn’t do this back then?”

His grin didn’t falter and he didn’t take his phone back in his lap. Alya suspiciously eyed him.

“What do you want?”

He giggled and got closer, too, now kneeling so he took her legs between his, his face suddenly close to hers.

“Let’s build one now.”, he tried seducing her and even if she couldn’t deny the slight feeling of excitement on her stomach, just this little twinge of childishness, she shook her head.

“We can’t build one now.”, she declined and saw the same childish excitement that she felt dying down a little in his eyes, “We should’ve long gotten up and done our homework. My mom and the twins will be home within the next hour and we haven’t even cleaned up the kitchen yet.”

“And yet we’re still sitting here~…”, Nino tried again, leaning forward a little more even.

“No.”, she firmly said and looked down at her phone again. Relaxing for ten minutes was fine, but building a blanket fort and playing in it? That would probably take up hours.

“That’s an adult answer.”, Nino pouted and rested his chin on her knees, hugging her legs as he tried the puppy eyes. Her boyfriend be damned for having these beautiful golden eyes.

“So what if it is an adult answer?”, she countered but he just pulled even bigger puppy eyes, a whine escaping his throat.

“Please?”

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Djwifi December day 6: Balcony Scene

Er, rather, it’s a WINDOW scene and even though it hasn’t been confirmed nor denied that Nino has a balcony, I like the idea of a window ;)

Also, Nino doesn’t know Rena’s identity in this.

It’s a few days late I’m so sorry

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Ao3

Yeah, Rena could admit that she was definitely in the mood to mess with someone. And who was the lucky soul? None other than her wonderful boyfriend, Nino Lahiffe, of whom she loved to tease very much.

She landed beside his window, trying her hardest to suppress a snicker as she gave the screen a hardy knock. She peeked inside and could see the boy on his computer screen, his headphones on and his head bobbing along with a beat he was obviously creating.

She smiled and shook her head. Dork.

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DJWifi December 2k18

Day 10: Late Nights

Ao3 / FF.net

Alya huffed as she saw the small “online” beneath Nino’s name as she checked on her phone.

It was 3 in the morning and she had woken up for no special reason, so she had decided to drink a bit of water, unlock her phone and scroll around a bit, only to find that her boyfriend was awake.

Without another thought, she called him, not surprised as he accepted.

“Coincidence?”, she asked drowsily, blinking a few times while sitting up, “I think not.”

Back came a very forced voice accompanied by a yawn, trying his best to act sleepy.

“Oh man… Alya… What’re you doing, calling so late… You woke me up.”

All Alya had as a comment to that was a lifted eyebrow.

“Are you kidding me, your phone is never on vibration or sound. You’re still awake, not just now.”

She literally heard his shoulders slumping, defeatedly.

“… Okay fine. You got me. Why’re you up so late?”

She groaned as she slid back against the headrest of her bed, rolling her eyes.

“I woke up. Dunno why, I think I was just thirsty. How about you?”

An awkward silence followed as he didn’t respond for a while but just before Alya was about to say something he laughed nervously and talked up before she could.

“Heh, yeah, you know that one song I talked about yesterday? Yeah, I uh, I’m currently remixing that one, I uh, that’s just what I’m doing right now!”

Alya sighed in exasperation and shook her head, half believing him but she sensed that something was wrong.

“Nino, and now honestly. What’re you doing? It’s a school night, you’re normally in bed at 1am. Which is also late but I don’t wanna by a hypocrite.”

He once again remained silent before she heard a noise coming closer to him, passing him and vanishing again. It almost sounded like a car.

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DJWifi December: Bed Sharing

Today’s drabble is dedicated to @tides-miraculous to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY month! I hope your December is full of the most wonderful things! This prompt is from @djwifi-december <3

“One bed.”

“One bed,” Alya nodded, looking down at hotel bed. “One bed with one really awful flower comforter.”

“Right,” Nino winced. “For the record, I don’t think the bedding in the pictures on the website were this ugly. And there were definitely supposed to be two beds.”

“Sure.”

“There were! I even called and confirmed it last week.”

“You can just admit this is all part of your dastardly plan to cuddle with me all weekend while we’re stuck here,” Alya teased, happy to see his cheeks darken. “Although when you asked me to come to this thing after Adrien bailed, I didn’t realize it was going to be such a romantic endeavor.” She watched the blush deepen with glee. 

“I didn’t even know we would be stuck here! The blizzard came out of nowhere.” He sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh. “And now no music festival.”

“I guess now we know a music festival in the winter isn’t the best idea.” Alya sat down beside him but made sure to leave space between them. It felt important for some reason. “Maybe we can get back on the road to head home tomorrow.”

“Yeah, maybe.”

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You can’t share a jacket if you don’t one :’D Day 9 of @djwifi-december! 

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DjWifi December: Day 9: Sharing Jackets

HUGE thanks to @tides-miraculous for letting me use their secret relationship/werewolf and vampire AU for this quickie one-shot! Check out their art, too! @djwifi-december —– Characters: Nino Lahiffe, Alya Cesaire Warnings: None Other Tags: Fluff, Angst, Sappy teenage couple flirting, deal with it —– “Take my jacket,” Alya insisted, already stripping off her jacket in the process as they approached Pont de l'Archeveche.

Nino’s eyes widened slightly, He prayed for the past hour he’d be able to get through the date without her noticing. Was it the fact he never removed his thick winter jacket despite being in the heated restaurant?

“You’re shivering, Nino,” she confirmed.

He observed her orange and purple sweater. It was soft-looking and baggy. It would have no trouble keeping someone warm in a cool room, but outside during a Parisian snowfall? No human could stand it for more than a minute, tops.

“But won’t you-”

“I don’t get cold.”

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Djwifi December Day 4: Hot Chocolate

Gasp! A wild Coffeeshop au appears!

I had a ton of fun with this. I actually drew this on my phone since I was on a trip bit I think it came out ok :D

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Chills

Chapter 2

Alya blew out a shaky breath, chilling the air.

Of course, bundled up as he was, the dratted man had scarcely noticed.

He had been here, holed up in her room for days on end. Typing away at his odd typewriter with hardly a care in the world…

Not caring just how inconvenient this all was for her.

It was a war for space, and yet – for all of her current efforts – the oblivious man continued to be none the wiser.

It was nearly impossible to make her presence known – or felt – at the moment. Nino, or so his friend had called him on his new-fangled telephone, seemed to forever be wearing a pair of earmuffs that tucked down around his ears, and a heavy sweater wrapped tightly around his shoulders.

He didn’t even shiver.

Alya stewed silently, pacing as she puzzled over her next move.

When he’d fallen asleep at the desk last night, she’d carefully tugged the red cap off of his head, flinging it carelessly across the room.

But Nino hadn’t even had the decency to be properly terrified. He’d simply woken up, sleep-mussed and a little baffled when he gathered up his hat from the other side of the room.

She narrowed her eyes at him. It wasn’t like she hadn’t had decades to hone her skills. 

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