Feb 3, 2020
Driver Every Day 2020 - 034//366 ∟ Day 034 - Ryan B l a n e y
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Driver Every Day 2020 - 034//366 ∟ Day 034 - Ryan B l a n e y
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sorry for missing a day :( the wifi is spotty and will probably be that way for a few days? but i’ll try and update around it. or something. anyway, here’s some more people just talking in circles.
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Cat Noir is quiet that night as he works on his homework behind the chimney.
“How is Ladybug?” Marinette asks.
Cat Noir huffs. “Incredible, as always.”
“That’s not what I’m asking.”
“… I know.” He says nothing more.
Marinette listens to the scratch of his pencil. “You’re not as happy as I thought you’d be,” she blurts.
Cat Noir snorts. “That’s what I said when you and Adrien started going out, isn’t it? But I’m not going out with Ladybug yet.”
“Aren’t you?”
He is silent. Even his pencil stops. When Marinette thinks that perhaps he has gone, he replies, “I don’t know if I am or if I will. I don’t want to hurt you, Marinette.”
“Hurt me? How?”
“If it had been anyone but Adrien Agreste, I wouldn’t have liked it.”
“What do you mean?”
Cat Noir pokes his head around the side of the chimney. His brow is furrowed. It’s the same furrow he gets after particularly difficult akuma fights, she notices. When he finally asks his question, he is slow and deliberate. “I know you’re okay with Ladybug, but… what if it were someone else? Someone who wasn’t Ladybug?”
Marinette feels a hot twist of jealousy, of confusion, of hurt. “I wouldn’t like it,” she says hotly. “You—”
“I don’t,” Cat Noir says quickly. “I don’t, I swear, but— Ladybug doesn’t know about us yet, Marinette. I never got the chance to tell her, and now she’s asked me on a date, and I don’t know how to tell her—”
His head has dropped into his arms. Marinette reaches up and sinks her fingers into his hair, massaging at his scalp. “Cat Noir,” she says softly, “Of course she knows—”
“How?”
How indeed? “U-uh, maybe she doesn’t know then,” Marinette stammers. “B-but I’m sure she wouldn’t mind—”
“What’s it like?” Cat Noir groans into his arms. “What’s it like to think… to be… to date two people?”
Marinette’s fingers pause in Cat Noir’s hair. “It’s like it’s too good to be true,” she says. “It’s strange, and it happened so fast— I don’t remember f-falling in l-love with you, Cat Noir, but I have, and I know you said I didn’t have to date you, but I can’t imagine— It’s only been a week and I can’t imagine not dating you.”
“If it’s too good to be true, maybe it isn’t true,” he mutters.
Marinette’s fingers tighten in his hair. “What do you mean?”
“I wish I could just tell you!” he bursts. His eyes peek over his arms and glare down at her. “I wish I could just tell you who I am. It would make everything so much simpler!”
“Then tell—” But her words catch in her throat. He can’t tell her any more than she can tell him. “Tell Ladybug,” she amends. “Just tell her that you’re dating me as well as her. Don’t lie to her, kitty.”
“I know. I know… Ladybug hates lies.”
day 034
034/26
ringo starr (one ninth) 🙃
034-365
watching tv ('the newsreader')
Love Languages: Receiving Gifts
“Ah there you are,” You made your way from the couch to the front door. As you got there, you watched as your partner closed the door, doing their best to keep something hidden behind their back. You tilted your head as if to try to see what they were hiding. They followed your movement, preventing you from seeing. You saw them bite their lip before breaking into an almost giddy smile. You couldn't help but smile in return, “What are you hiding?”
“Me? Hide something?” They smiled cheekily and leaned towards you demanding a kiss. You accepted their lips, wrapping your arms around them. Slowly you bring yourself closer to try and snake an arm behind them. They broke the kiss and backed away with a laugh, “Ah, ah! Fine if you really can’t wait then close your eyes.”
You made a little impatient dance. You wanted to wait but your curiosity had you giddy. You closed your eyes and heard your partner let out a breathy laugh. Their voice was close to your ear, sending a shiver down your spine, “Hold out your hand.” You did as you were asked and held out your hands in front of you and waited. You could hear them laugh, followed by a small kiss to your cheek before they stepped away. Finally there was a weight in your hands, “Okay, open your eyes.”
There in your hands was a box, opened to show a small simple pendant. You marvelled at it, it was beautiful, stunning. You met their eyes, not once had they stopped watching you. Your words came out in a breath, “It’s perfect.”
“Just like you,” They responded so quickly, like they knew exactly what you were going to say. You met their eyes once again, looking between their eyes. When you were still silent, they continued softly, “When I saw this I knew I had to get it for you. It reminded me of you. Stunning, in every wa–”
“I love it,” You cut them off. They let out a startled noise as you collided into them with a hug and mumbled into their chest, “Thank you.”
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