One shots

After Migration

Gabriel entered his young assistant's bedroom and immediately could tell, that she was fast asleep already. So he sneaked past her and into her bathroom, where he had left his pyjama in the morning. By accident of course, as he had taken a quick shower, before helping the woman into the bathtub, forcing himself, to keep his eyes shut while he did, no matter how very much he wanted to have a look at her flawless appearance. 

He wasn't some pervert though, who only reduced people or especially women to their body and their looks. This was simply the designer in him, who craved for looking at perfection and that was the naked woman to him. Perfection. Everything on her, to him at least, was a perfect match. Her proportions, her curves, even the softness and pale colour of her skin, which stood in an optimal contrast to her dark hair and her turquoise irises. Yet he wasn't here to stare at her and make her uncomfortable, which he would be doing, even if he explained his motives, but to help a very sick woman, who's sickness he was to blame for, take a bath, that might ease her agony a little bit.

He had just stood there beside her, his eyes squeezed closed, wearing only her bathrobe, and had helped her stand without her crutches or the device from the Tsurugi company, which supported her legs over the day, 'if' she was able to get out of bed at all. For some time it had seemed, as if her strength was coming back, but then she had begun to feel more pain again, her coughing fits had become stronger and more often and she felt fatigued most of the day.

As he now entered the bathroom, thinking back to the early hours of the day and how she had noticed his distraught face with the shut eyes, how she had laughed over that, he wondered, if his nightwear would still be here or if she had noticed and returned it to his own bathroom to teach him a lesson, instead of placing it on the hanger on the back of the door.

To Gabriel's astonishment, she had left it just where he had dropped it, when he had half pulled and half lifted her out of the tub again and instead of letting her down on her feet, instantly brought her to her bed and laid her down, as he knew, if she couldn't even get out of the water without help, she wouldn't be able to stand either. 

She had of course thanked him, yet with a dark red head, as he had predicted earlier, being flustered to know, he would see her completely uncovered just now. 

But he had quickly distracted her by asking a couple of questions, he already knew the answers to, but was very certain, she would explain the matter very thoroughly and due to that forget about the whole situation.

Now he grinned, remembering, that he had asked her, how they could have been successful, when they had created Adrien and then Felix, why it had even worked, the way it did. And how!

Her cheeks had become a little more red, when she had begun with the 'normal' human procreation and had quickly moved on to the moment after the egg had been fertilized:

"Well, after that, the egg will implant itself into the mucosa of the uterus and start to grow, by dividing in two equal new cells, then into four and so on. Adrien and Felix came to life in the exact same way! Just that instead of your....you know", she had gazed down at his crotch, then rapidly continued, "...'stuff' fertilizing Emilie's egg cell, to then start to grow, it was the little human, she created with the peacock miraculous. He even carries both your DNA, as if it had happened the natural way. So, no matter what you think he is, he is simply your son!"

Once she had finished her explanation, the designer himself had finished, helping her into her clothes and to avoid the awkward silence, he knew would come, he had quickly apologized, for wearing her robe and told her, that he would hurry and get dressed himself, so he could get it cleaned for her to have it back later that day. 

"Yeah, right!", she had scoffed and then told him, "just get into your clothes and then bring it back here. Why on earth should it bother me, if you wore it for like twenty minutes, Gabriel?"

He had shrugged and grinned, then softly pecked her lips and left the room, to do as he had been told.

Now, after changing into his pyjama, Gabriel scooted carefully under the blanket and spooned her, his arm lightly around her waist, when he very quietly told the deeply breathing woman:

"I failed once more, love. I failed you and Emilie and Adrien once again. I was very close to get my hands on that boy, the one who was the holder of the snake miraculous back then!"

"Luka Couffain!"

He gasped, feeling instantly guilty for waking her up, but as she had said the name barely audibly, he needed to ask:

"What was that? And forgive me, for waking you up!"

He could feel her arm being placed on his waist, her hand on the small of his back, before she repeated and he could hear the soft smile in her voice:

"Luka Couffain was the holder of the snake miraculous! And you should remember, that I never sleep very deeply. So no need to apologize. I'm glad, you're here!"

"Oh!", the astounded man placed a gentle kiss on the side of her neck, feeling her shudder as he did and now he was smiling too.

"What I wanted to tell you, I almost got a hold of him. He knows the identities of Ladybug AND ChatNoir!"

"What? But, how?"

"I don't know! Last time, I remember him, wearing the bracelet, was, when I akumatized wishmaker!"

"Of course! When the time is set back, the holder of the snake miraculous remembers, while all the others forget!", Nathalie exclaimed excitedly, her head shooting up, hitting Gabriel's nose hard.

"I'm so sorry, did I hurt you badly?", she immediately cried, but he shook his head, his thoughts captured by what she had just said.

"I think, love, it's time for us, to have a couple of second chances, don't you? I can't wait to see Ladybug's face, when 'I' am the one predicting 'her' next move instead the other way round!"