Cataclysm

Connection

Adrien Agreste opened his eyes in the middle of the night, illuminated only by the faint light from the city lamps outside of the hotel room. He could hear the wind, the rain and the waves, raging as hard as ever against the stone walls of Saint-Malo. He could also see the girl lying by his side, sleeping quietly with one of her hands on his chest. The teen didn't dare to move, afraid that he would undo the healing that Marinette must have done on him while he slept if he did. He remembered enough to know that she probably exhausted herself just to keep him alive, and knew that, unless a week or more time passed, which he hoped it didn't, he would still be pretty weak and battered. She had healed him enough times in the past for him to know her methods, Marinette was a smart girl, if just as self sacrificing as himself sometimes, she would have used her energy only on the worst of the damage and left him with all the little pains, the bruises and the stuff that would not leave anything permanent on him. Which still hurt.

So he laid there, looking at the sleeping face of his girlfriend while his body woke up slowly, not keeping up with his mind, already racing. He had so many questions, so, so many. First of all, what happened and where were they?, How did the fight end?, Where were Nino and Simon?, What happened to the agents, both the one that helped him and the one that almost ended his life for good?... What was that story about destroying all miraculous?

''You should go back to sleep'' Said a voice coming from the opposite side from Marinette. He sounded mad.

''Plagg'' Whispered the ex-model, his voice hoarse. He winced once he saw the face his kwami had as the tiny god floated above his eyes.

''You are an idiot!'' Plagg said, not bothering to contain his anger any longer. ''A big dumbass, that's what you are! you almost died back there!'' The kwami then proceeded to actually slap his cheek, though it had no energy to it.

''I'm sorry Plagg, I should have listened to you earlier'' Adrien's voice broke as he said it, his eyes watering.

''Oh no, I'm the one that should be crying here! I almost lost you!'' Plagg's voice broke too, but before Adrien could see any tears, the kwami was hugging his face.

''Listen to your friends... to me, next time''

Adrien was about to reply when he felt Marinette move next to him, then push herself up with both arms and, after blinking a couple times, stare at him in silence while Plagg floated a couple palms away from him.

''Mari-'' He got interrupted by his second slap of the day. Again with no energy, though this time he wasn't sure if it was because she was, like Plagg, trying not to hurt him, or because she was just too drained from keeping his ass alive to do it properly.

''I suppose I deserve that one too'' He said, not taking his eyes from the girl in front of him, whose eyes, much like his own, were filled with tears too.

''Damn right you do'' Commented Plagg, moving from his face to a pillow on the other side of the bed, where he supposed he would snuggle next to Tikki.

Marinette seemed to wake up completely and realize what she had just done, because her face became a tomato and she covered her mouth with both hands. She started mumbling apologies but he stopped her with one hand.

''I'm so sorry! I didn't do what I was knowing- I mean I-''

''Nope, those were your true feelings, my princess, and I accept them'' He said, not able to contain his smile any longer, if only to see her stumble on her words a bit longer. He just couldn't help it, he was alive and with the love of his life again, who cared about anything else?

She collected herself soon enough after that, then immediately started crying for real, not a second between flustered cuteness and painful sobbing. Adrien never knew what to do in these moments except hug her tightly, but he was still lying on the bed, his torso raised by pillows just enough to see around the room, his wounds still not assessed. He hesitated for a good second but then he couldn't resist it any longer. He pushed himself forward with both arms, trying to sit on the bed so he could hug his girlfriend and console her, but his plan did not go as expected.