Loss

By 19RaeNegade

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After a devastating loss, Chat Noir helps Marinette recover through the trauma. Yet, the road to recovery has... More

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HOLY SMOKES!

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The last chapter!

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Marinette's P.O.V

Life is short.

Every person runs on a different clock, some are very short while others live longer. Some are taken from us within a second and others have to tortuously wait until their final breath.

We mourn these losses but thrive on them as well. We grow stronger and learn to appreciate everything we have and had. We learn not to take our lives for granted from people who were never able to experience it. We miss the sun when it sets...but...

My mother will never watch me graduate, get married, or meet her future grandchildren. I miss her every single day to bits and pieces.

...it'll eventually rise once more, starting a brand new day.

Becoming a new person, a better one.

Loss is something we all have to go through...but things do get better.

With loss, we gain hope and carry on with people we still have with us. Whether they are friends, family, neighbors, acquaintances, or lovers, they guide us through the pain and hard days. Through all the highs and the lows that life challenges us to overcome. They help us heal in our darkest times.

Sometimes, we regret not doing or saying one last thing to that special person who is gone. We are left praying that they are listening. We are left wondering if they are standing beside us right now. We are left hoping that they made it to a better place in the afterlife.

Those thoughts may be haunting but reassure us to move on and live life to the fullest while it's still within our grasp. Cherish our memories we had with them and make new ones with the ones who are still with us today. If we still have memories, the people we care about will live on longer than life itself.

I will never take it for granted again.

Who knows when the last time I'll ever kiss my papa's cheek, hug my best friend until she has a hard time breathing or tell the boy that stole my heart how much I love him.

"Marinette! Your friends are here!" Papa called from downstairs. I blinked out of my own world and looked up from my diary for a moment. I wrote in a closing statement before shutting the book and placing it in the secured box.

"Coming!" I called back, running over to the trap door then opening it. I saw Alya, Nino, Adrien, and Papa all at the bottom of the stairs laughing. I smiled at everyone and began to walk down the stairs.

"Hey, gu-" I squeaked, missing a step and felt gravity pulling me towards the floor. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for impact knowing that it was going to hurt. Yet, the hard landing never came. A soft embrace replaced my landing instead.

I opened my eyes to meet forest green looking down at me.

"You alright, Princ-Marinette," he stuttered, grinning before turning into an awkward smile and setting me back on my feet.

"Yeah, thank you for catching me," I replied, showing my gratitude with a smile. I didn't know if it was my eyes playing tricks on me, but I swore there was a slight pink staining his face.

"No problem," Adrien said.

"Girl!" Alya shrieked, latching onto my arm and dragging me out the door, "I need to gossip about this new update I am about to put on the Ladyblog! It was so hard not to hold it in any longer! I was about to explode!"

I rolled my eyes but listened to my best friend rant about the news she had. I could hear Adrien and Nino often say some words behind us but never the whole conversation. But there was nothing to worry about when everything was peaceful.

The sky had a few clouds but the sun shined and the breeze felt nice with the warm weather. It was all perfect and what made it even better was the special people surrounding me.

Smiling.

Laughing.

Happy.

No more words of doubt or worthlessness. Only serenity.

My mother isn't the only one at peace.

I'm at peace with myself.

"So, where are we going exactly?" I asked my best friend.

"Nowhere and everywhere at the same time," Alya answered with a mixture of playfulness and seriousness. I raised an eyebrow at her but just went along with it. Besides, it was supposed to be a surprise. Why would I spoil it?

"We have arrived!" Alya exclaimed, happily. I looked at the red and white plaid designed blanket laid out on the grass with a giant weaved basket sitting on top.

"A picnic?" I said, confused then smiled, "Great idea! It's a wonderful day for one!"

"I can't take all the credit for the picnic. It was surprisingly Nino's idea," Alya replied.

"Why is that surprising?" Nino asked, crossing his arms as he and Adrien arrived just shortly after us.

"You having an idea. It's a shocker," Alya answered, grinning. Nino playfully scoffed, "What's that supposed to mean?!" Adrien and I chuckled at the bickering couple. We all eventually sat down on the blanket and began to dig into the basket (which surprisingly held a lot of food).

"Thanks for the picnic guys but what's the special occasion for?" I asked, about to take a bite from my sandwich. The three went silent, looking at each other as if knowing something I didn't know. Alya shifted on her spot, Adrien scratched the back of his neck and Nino took a long swig of his apple juice.

I paused and lowered the sandwich down for a moment, feeling skeptical. My worry only grew the longer it was quiet and the more they looked at each other to see who would give the news.

"Guys?" I asked, concerned, "What's wrong?"

Adrien sighed, unable to take the pressure anymore and getting some nasty glances from the couple.

"Do you know what today is?" the blonde model asked me. I blinked for a moment before trying to recall today's date.

"Yeah, it's-" I paused, perking up in realization of what today was.

Today is my mom's birthday but...how did they know that? My eye scanned my three closest friends, who looked very tense and waiting to see my reaction. My eyes gazed upon the sky filled with fluffy, white clouds and bright light from the sun, bringing its warmth to embrace Paris.

I could only smile.

I turned back to look at my friends. It didn't really matter how they found out about my mother's birthday but the fact that they cared enough to know so we could do something special today. It was very sweet and thoughtful of them.

"I don't know whether I should be concerned or glad right now," Nino whispered to Alya, earning a punch from the reporter. Adrien grinned softly, the sun making his hair shine as if it were the sun's brother.

"Yeah, I know what today is and I'm happy to spend it with you guys," I replied before freaking out when a thought accord, "Oh no! My dad! He probably remembers today and possibly gets distracted. Then, the whole house will be on fire! Fire bad! Then, the house will-"

"Girl!" Alya shouted, shaking me, "Chill, he's the one that told us about it and asked us to do something with you today."

"He figured that you'd probably forget about today, dudette. Then, being the genius I am, I came up with the picnic idea," Nino proudly professed. Adrien shook his head while Alya rolled her eyes.

"You guys are the best! I'll have to thank my dad too," I said, side hugging my best friend.

"It was no problem," Adrien said.

"I'm surprised superstar over here was even allowed to come," Alya tutted.

The blonde scratched the back of his neck, "I may or may not have snuck out of my room."

Nino gasped, placing his hand on his chest, "Adrien Agreste rebelling and disobeying his father's rules!? Unheard of!"

"Woah, settle down wild child! I think I'm rubbing off on you too much," Alya chuckled.

"I can already see the headlines. Adrien Agreste turned rouge," I added in on the fun.

"Ha ha ha, you guys are hilarious," Adrien sarcastically said in a blunt tone with his arms crossed. Alya, Nino, and I laughed before Adrien shortly joined our laughing fit.

There was nowhere else I'd rather be than in this moment.

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"Eye spy with my little eye, the most beautiful person in all of Paris," Chat Noir flirted, head poked in through the window. I rolled my eyes but continued to smile all the more.

"Always a flirt," I sighed, going back to sewing two pieces of fabric.

"I'm sorry if I couldn't keep my admiration for Adrien Agreste in any longer," the cat hero said, landing on my loft. I glared at Chat and he began to laugh.

"Very funny, Kitty," I replied before returning to my sewing and pretend to ignore him. Yet, it was quite hard to ignore him when he pulled my chair away from the desk. I didn't even hear him come down from my bed! My chair was turned around our faces were a couple of inches apart.

"But, you are the most extravagant and radiant person in the entire world," he added, making my heart skip a beat and could feel my cheeks grow warmer. I tutted, pushing his face away before returning to sewing the shirt together.

"Unbelievable," I muttered under my breath. Chat Noir must have heard me since he began to laugh once again. He wrapped his arms around my stomach and rested his head on my shoulder, giving affectionate nuzzles to the side of my face.

"Come on, Bugaboo! You love me!" Chat Noir teased.

"Uh oh. The walls are talking again," I joked, bluntly and without stopping my fashion project.

"If that's your way of pretending that I am not here, Buginette, then that was paw-ful," he replied. I groaned when hearing the cat puns.

"I think your puns are even more awful," I bantered back.

"And I think we should play a game of truth and dare," Chat suggested, making me pause a moment to side-glance the cat. I raised an eyebrow in confusion before saying, "I'm a little busy at the moment. Also, why truth and dare?"

"You can stop sewing for today! I bet that's what you've been doing since you came back home and forgot to do your homework," Chat said. My eyes widened in realization and almost started freaking out when the hero continued.

"So, if you don't want me to run downstairs right now to tell your dad that you slacked off and didn't do your homework, then I suggest you play truth or dare with me for a little bit."

"That sneaky little..." I thought inside my head before sighing.

"Fine," I groan, "but just for a little bit."

"Eureka! Chat: one. Marinette: zero," Chat cheered, making me almost regret my decision. He began to pull my chair all the way over to the chaise. He turned the chair around so I could face him sitting on the chaise.

"So, how do you play this game?" Chat Noir asked. I looked at him, trying to see if he was joking but his question was full-fledged with seriousness and curiosity.

"You don't know how to play?" I questioned, keeping my guard up and waiting for a sly smirk. There was none, only a reluctant nod.

"Let's just say, I don't get out very much," the blonde sheepishly spoke, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. I gave a small, reassuring smile before explaining the game as best as I could.

Chat listened, innocently nodding so I knew he was following along. I had to push away the thought of how cute he looked nodding his head to the back of my mind. He distracted me a little but I was able to pull through with my explanation.

"I'll go first as an example," I offered, "Truth or dare?"

"Dare!" he exclaimed. I evilly smirk, making his daring face slightly pale. I had the perfect dare.

"I dare you to not say a single cat pun for the rest of the night," I smugly spoke. Chat Noir gasped, holding his hand over his heart as if he was hurt.

"That is a very cruel and unusual punishment, milady. I'll need to plead the fifth and beg for you to have mercy on this poor soul," he dramatically said, flopping back on my chaise.

"That's what you get for intruding on my work with terrible puns and pickup lines," I playfully teased.

Chat huffed, "Well, now it's my turn. Truth or dare?"

"Truth," I replied without hesitation. I began to regret my decision when Chat deviously smirked. I felt myself grow nervous as the cat hero chuckled.

"I have made a bad decision," I thought.

"Well, Princess. I was hoping you'd pick that," he said before asking, "Do you remember that day I caught you talking, to whom I suppose was your Kwami but said that you were practicing talking to your crush? My question is, who is or was your crush?"

"You evil little conniving-"

"Woah, Bugaboo, keep it PG! Besides, you started this war when you dared me to not say any cat puns for the rest of the night," Chat cut me off before going back to smirking.

I felt my face warm up a bit at the mere thought of the model I crushed hard on. Admittedly, the feelings haven't gone away quite yet, but are slowly vanishing. I got rid of all the posters, the calendar, and changed my computer's wallpaper (though I did that long ago when Chat started visiting more frequently). Most of it happened when I realized I fell for the stupid cat sitting right in front of me.

I suppose it wouldn't hurt since I'm trying to leave those times in the past...

"Um," I began, twiddling with my fingers and did my best not to look him in the eyes, "I used to—not saying I still do a little bit—have a crush on..."

I whined, finding it hard to just spit out the name of my former crush in front of my latter crush. Why was it so difficult to just spit out the name-

"...Adrien Agreste."

I slapped my hand over my gaping mouth and eyes widened in shock at my response. It was like my brain unconsciously spoke the answer for me. I felt my face instantly heat up and drew my gaze to the wooden floors.

"Why did I say that out loud?!" I shouted in my head, internally freaking out. Chat is going to probably make fun of me for having a celebrity crush. I felt embarrassed and uneasy. I wanted to dig a hole and hide in it or hide under a rock. Or maybe-

A gloved hand gently grasped onto my wrist and pulled it away from my mouth to my lap. Then another gloved hand came into view, fingers extending and carefully tilting my head up a little. I still didn't dare to look up at Chat until feeling something resting against my forehead.

My eyes flickered from the floor to see Chat's head against mine, eyes closed. I was confused as to why he was doing this but didn't hesitate to lean into the warmth, soaking it in. My heart rate began to speed up for a different reason and everything somehow just felt so...right.

"Have I ever told you how strong, wonderful and beautiful you are?" Chat asked. My breath hitched a bit before letting a small smile grace my lips.

"Only every day," I replied.

"Dang, I'm slacking," he spoke, "You should know it every single second."

"You're so cliché," I replied still touched by his words.

"Only for you, Bugaboo," the cat hero joked, making me giggle.

Silence filled the comfortable atmosphere, not that I minded staying here like this. The balance that once tilted my whole world has now evened out. The flower that had withered through the winter grew back more luscious and radiant than it last was. It was still delicate and beautiful but tough as nails.

A rose, a flower that has been a symbol of love and friendship for as long as I could remember.

"Well..." I began, breaking through the quietness, "You're very caring, loyal, and, I guess, you're funny sometimes."

"Do my ears deceive me or did Milady just say that I'm funny?" Chat Noir joked, voice laced with disbelief.

"Don't make me regret it," I warned, causing my partner to chuckle.

"I wouldn't dare to make you regret a decision. You know that I only speak the truth," he punned, snickering. I groaned, pulling away from him.

"And, you ruined it," I said, standing up and leaving a laughing Chat on the floor. I went back over to my desk to continue sewing but never made it when the lights went out and arms wrapped around my waist. I squealed as the arms dragged me away from the desk.

Chat arranged me so he could carry me bridal style.

"Hey, put me down!" I argued.

"Nope!" Chat laughed before walking for to my loft, "It's getting late and it's a school day tomorrow. A knight needs to make sure his fair princess is getting her beauty sleep...not that you need it to look cute."

Before I could say anything, we suddenly went tumbling to the floor. After a moment of confusion, I realized the position the universe loves to put Chat and me in. Chat's weight was crushing me before he started to move up.

Soon, we were eye to eye with me beneath him.

Our noses brushed against each other's and the only source of light came from the moonlight through the window. Didn't cliché stuff like this only happen in fairytales?

"Mari..."Chat whispered, seeming like he was unable to move. I couldn't blame him. I didn't want to move away either. In fact...I wanted to get closer...and closer...and closer...

Slowly, our heads moved in and our quick-paced breathes mixed in the little space between us. My eyes flutter closed as our lips brushed. My heart skipped a beat, fluttering at the touch and felt my stomach whirling with nerves.

Finally, our lips collided.

It didn't feel like fireworks or an explosion of colors filling a world of black and white. Yet, it was the sweetest of touches, soft and gentle. The kiss wasn't extraordinary but still something special, an unexplainable feeling with meaning.

I wrapped my arms around his neck to get a little closer and deepened the kiss. Chat didn't hesitate to return the favor.

Air was something we both needed though and pulled apart. We didn't get very far though still barely inches apart.

I smiled softly and he smiled back.

Life has many ups and downs to it just like a roller coaster. But, if you find the right people to trust to hold your fragile heart and carry you when you can't walk, life becomes easier.

Our clocks will continue to tick until death stops it, change will always be a constant obstacle in our path, and prospering is our goal. We all still have questions about life. What is life and our purpose to live it?

Life has no meaning unless you give it one. We are life, the answer to the question that is constantly asked. We give it a reason and a purpose. We choose our paths and walk it even if we don't know what's at the end of the road.

It's not the destination that counts but the journey.

I've had a crazy journey ever since I received my miraculous, some good and bad things. I will never regret the choice of trying again at being a superhero.

For now, I still have some things to figure out before returning to the suit. I just want to enjoy this moment of peace with the ones I love and cherish.

But, there is still some unfinished business left lurking within the darkness of the shadows...

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"Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer."

-Joseph Campbell

Thank you everyone for reading and all the support! Hopefully, I'll see you all in the sequel! I do not know when it will come out but I'll let y'all know!

This is an end to a new beginning!

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