He's MINE || Cat Noir/Adrien X Reader

What's in a Song?

-*Your POV*-

The next day was Saturday.
You had all weekend long to write this stupid song. Not that you wanted to. But Adrien had made Nathalie clear his schedule for today even though he had five photo shoots so he could help you and spend time with you.
You were officially back together, and you couldn't be happier.
You also couldn't be happier because Kindle and Plagg wouldn't be all up in your faces if you decided to kiss Adrien today. Kindle went to visit Master Fu about last night, (after your shower, Nightmare payed you a little visit) and she wanted to take Plagg with her.
They had been spending a lot of time together recently... Could kwami's fall in love?
You had no idea. All you knew was that you wanted to grab your stupid spiral notebook, get your back brace on, and get out of there. Luckily, Adrien got the hint and packed up your notebook, phone, and a bunch of pens into your small purple and green satchel hanging on your door. He walked up to you and held up your back brace, and you let out a groan.
                 Groaning made you wince in pain. Which made Adrien freak out.
"I'm fine. Just get the stupid thing on me." You mumbled.
            This was going to be a long day.

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-*Adrien's POV*-

I didn't think Y/n understood the concept about writing a song. All day she just wanted to sit around and kept begging me to just take her to the food court.
I don't even think we have a food court...
Anyways, I thought that maybe she would get more inspiration if I took her somewhere that had a lot of music. So, I took her to a music store and bought her an MP3 player, which she refused to let me buy for her but I bought it anyway.
Now, we're sitting on the roof of my mansion, I had my arm wrapped around her as her satchel was splayed across the roof, some of the contents spilled out. Nothing much but a Chapstick tube and a pair of earbuds.
Y/n had her notebook open, her pen poised, and I held her MP3 player, scrolling through the music options.
"What type of music artists do you like?" I asked her.
She looked up at me and leaned her head on my shoulder. I grinned silently to myself, feeling the butterflies returning, even though deep down, they had never really left.
"I like '7 Years' by Lukas... Uh, I forgot his last name." I tapped on the icon for the song.
" 'Kay."
"I like 'Mean Girls' by Rachel Crow, 'Smile' by Avril Lavigne, 'Shooting Star' by Owl City, 'Someone Like You' by Adele, 'Hello' by Evanescence, 'Animals' by Maroon 5, 'Until I Go' by Kyle Gordon..."
I kept tapping the songs as Y/n's choices wavered between constant artists, to artists I've never even heard of. Like Superchick. Seriously, I love Y/n, but really, can she please tell me who this Superchick is?
Once the playlist was set up, I hit shuffle and Y/n turned to face me, her big eyes alight. Even though she had been in a recent accident... That I hadn't been able to save her from... She still looked more beautiful than ever.
'Let Her Go' by Passenger came on. I hadn't heard this song in forever, at least it seems that way. But I was extremely surprised when Y/n opened her mouth and started to softly sing as she doodled something on the empty page that I couldn't see. You would think her voice was gravelly and undone, but it was... Beautiful. Smooth and melodic.
"Only know you've been high when you're feeling low,
Only hate the road when you're missing home,
Only know you love her when you let her go.

Staring at the ceiling in the dark
                    Same old empty feeling in your heart
                   Cause love comes slow, but it goes so fast.

                   You see her when you fall asleep
                  But never to touch her, never to keep
                  Cause you loved her too much and you dived too deep.