FIC: "Some People Say 'Gesundheit'" (MLB; Lukanette)
Characters/Pairings: Dingo King (OC), Luka Couffaine, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Rose Lavillant; Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng
Summary: She doesn’t notice it at first, but that was probably because she had had her nose buried in her sketchbook. Their friends definitely did, though. He definitely did. He’s hoping he can make her notice, too.
Author’s Notes/Warnings: @rierse dropped a prompt and it was adorable. 😘 (…this is the sprinted version. I refused to let the Wordy Bitch come out when Thousand Words is already getting longer than I intended. 😂)
“Some People Say ‘Gesundheit’”
It was just another day, much like any other day lately. The sun was high in the sky, the weather was beautiful, an akuma hadn’t terrorized the city in…well. It had been a few days, so they were probably due for one, but so far none had popped up, which made it a beautiful day in Hawkmoth, Paris. In the canteen of Lycée Sant-Saëns, six friends sat around a table enjoying their lunch. Two were hunched close together over a shared phone, one was trying to steal the lunch of another, one was absently noodling on a guitar, and one had her nose buried in a sketchbook.
It was a common sight for those friends, as of late.
What wasn’t common, even as of late, was when a girl with really strong perfume walked by, irritating the nose of the guitarist. His face scrunched, and the next thing any of them knew his playing had cut off in a discordant twang as he sneezed.
And that maybe wasn’t the uncommon part, because it happens. People sneeze all the time. What was uncommon was the way the girl sitting next to him, the one with her nose in a sketchbook, smiled slightly and said, without preamble and before anyone else could say a thing: “I love you.”
