Okay I’m glad you want to do prompt 8 because I really want to read that god bless
Prompt list by dumplingjinson
8. "Your eyes are lingering again." "Is there a problem with that?"
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Claudia was getting dressed after a shower. In the days since both of them had run away from their previous selves, their lives consisted of hopping from hotel to hotel on Adrien's slowly dwindling savings, each bathroom different from the last. Claudia wasn't the type to really know what exactly was different about every single one—maybe it was the water pressure, the curtains versus the glass doors, the tile beneath her feet or how long it took for the water to heat up. All she knew was that they felt different every single time. Up until she was done, that is: Drying herself off always seemed to be the same. She'd always stare at the lingering dampness on her shoulders as she struggled with her ragged bra that threatened to fall apart, and Adrien would always walk quietly into the corner of her view.
"Your eyes are lingering again."
He laughed, but it was in a way that seemed like he was laughing at himself; Breathy and quiet and with that stupid and adorably gauche smile he'd recently developed, a smile that was uneven and dorky and showed off a dimple in his cheeks. It was an enamored smile, too—That was probably the most important part. Dorky, crooked and stupidly in love.
"Is there a problem with that?"
Claudia couldn't be mad at him for being in love with her. No matter what it entailed or how utterly it had thrown her entire life into shambles. No matter how hard it was to accept that someone found her beautiful and charming and funny and worth their time. No matter how bizarre it was that either of them were in this situation, when he was throwing everything away for something like this.
But, fuck her sideways—What about this did she deserve? If Claudia was meant to ever be loved at all, it was meant to be someone as terrible as her, who used her for all she was good for and reminded her of her worthlessness, who at best only looked at her at a kind of lust for what she could maybe be if she dolled herself up in a sick imitation of beauty like lipstick on a pig. But Adrien just looked at her with love. Not any kind of love you could pin down any which way, just, like—love. All of it.
But damnit, she was half fucking naked and thinking about it way too fucking hard, and when Adrien took her hand in his and his forehead touched hers, she forgot about all of it anyways. Claudia only really remembered that she was about to cry.
Adrien wiped a tear away from Claudia's cheek. Again, he had a way of acting around her that was always terribly, sincerely in love. She just laughed at her own stupidity, failing to look him in the eye.
"Everything about this is worth it to me," he whispered softly. Claudia must have given it away somehow, maybe in her eyes or the way she was tensed up, the way she was looking at her body in the mirror. Or maybe... he had just known her for long enough to know that was her biggest hangup. "I don't regret a second, and I never will. Okay?"
Claudia just pursed her lips and nodded.
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oh my god I forgot about this one T^T sorry for letting this rot in the drafts!!!! lol. All the prompts I post will always be open btw!!
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