Alya was a huge help in perking up Emma. Big time. They spent the day together, went out to lunch, and just hung out like girls do. Sadly, Alya had to leave at three, meaning Marinette and Emma were left to their own devices. So they went to the park and played a bit before heading home for dinner.
And when Adrien called, Marinette realized with a large grin that they only had one more day to go.
The conversation started out really well…until it ended in tears. Marinette held Emma tight, soothing her while she cried about how much she wanted her daddy.
“One more day, Emma,” Adrien said over the computer. “I only have one more day, and then I get to come home to you.”
Of course, it didn’t help. So Marinette suggested an early bedtime. She got Emma bathed and in her pajamas before settling her down for the night.
Once she shut the door to Emma’s room, Marinette let go a heavy sigh. How was she going to get through one more day?
She hoped spending a decent amount of time in the magical portal known as the shower would bring some ideas to mind. Sadly, no such luck. After she finished, she stepped out of the bathroom into the hallway.
Only to see Emma sitting cross-legged in front of Adrien’s bedroom door, Plagg in her hands as she cried for her dad.
With her heart officially in shambles, Marinette went up to Emma, sitting beside her. “Emma, let’s go to bed.”
“Daddy,” she cried, tears running down her face. “I w-w-want d-daddy.”
Marinette pulled the girl into her lap. “Daddy will be home soon. Don’t worry.”
But Emma just cried into Marinette’s shoulder, her squealy sobs wracking through her little body.
Marinette stared up at Adrien’s door. Well, desperate times called for desperate measures. “Come on, Emma. Let’s go to bed.”
It took a moment for Emma to calm enough so that Marinette could lead her into Adrien’s room. It felt slightly invasive, but he’d surely understand.
Emma leapt onto his bed, crawling around before settling into a ball on one of his pillows and crying into the back of Plagg’s head.
Marinette took the other side, crawling under the covers and pulling them up around Emma. She sided up next to her, snuggling the crying girl against her and rubbing her back soothingly until the tears subsided and she finally fell asleep.
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He’d begged Nathalie for a red-eye flight. It was only half a day, but he’d be home and there for Emma to wake up to. He couldn’t stand the way her tears shook him last night. Thankfully, Nathalie pulled through.
Hence why he was getting on a very late fight that was projected to get him home just after midnight.
“A-choo!”
“Bless you,” Adrien said to the man sitting beside him.
“Thanks,” he said, digging into his bag for a tissue.
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Random☆Despite being young, single, and successful, the only girl who has Adrien's attention is his daughter. That is, until the new nanny makes a spot for herself in both their lives in a way that no one, not even the nanny herself, was expecting AUTHOR:...
