Prologue

A/N: So... HAVEN'T abandoned every other story I wrote. I just have horrible luck and have had writer's block on ALL of them. So, I decided to write some Marichat to fill in the void! (Cross-posted on Ao3 & Wattpad)
Reviews are always appreciated!
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Solace: (n) Comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness

There are always two sides to every story. There are always opposite sides of the spectrum. One cannot live without the other. And one cannot die without the other to go without pain.

They were yin and yang. Light and darkness. Luck and misfortune. But even when the world pulls them apart, they always come back together.

And in sickness and in health, they were always meant to be. They would chase each other to the ends of the Earth in order to be reunited.

And although they truly loved each other, they were too blind to see it.

Too blind to see the beauty right before their eyes.

And too blind to realize the size of their dilemma.

Throughout heartbreak, who would expect them to find solace in each other?

"Good job today, Chat Noir!"

The two heroes of Paris exchanged in their trademark fistbump.

"Bien joué!" the black cat grinned.

As Ladybug was about to extend her yo-yo and leave, she felt a gloved hand grab her arm.

"I need to talk to you, M'lady."

Fortunately, today was only patrol, so the two had all the time in the world.

"What is it, Chat?"

"I…" his eyes dodging to the side. "There's something I have to tell you."

Reaching from his side pocket, he revealed a red rose, locked in his paw.

"M'lady, ever since the day we've met, I couldn't but fall for you. You gave me light I didn't even know was possible. You showed not just me, but everyone that you will never back down. You are more than just a partner, a friend to me. I-I love you."

Ladybug shifted uncomfortably as she stared at her partner's green eyes. Staring at the crimson rose, she couldn't help but flash back to the first time he had confessed his love to her. She could still remember the balcony, and how hard it was to look at him, knowing she had to break his heart. She could still remember the kiss, the blush, as clear as day.

Taking the flower, she gripped it in her spotted palm as her eyes fell to the floor.

"The last time we've talked about this, I told you I had feelings for someone else. And, as much as I don't want to tell you, my feelings haven't changed." she said quietly.

Chat Noir's face fell flat.

"Chat Noir, you are my best friend. Never forget that. But, I don't think I can consider you any more than that." she gripped the yo-yo. "I'm so sorry."

And with that, she swung away, leaving a heartbroken cat alone in his thoughts.

"Adrien?"

The blond turned around to see his meek classmate call for his attention.

"Hey Marinette! What's up?"

The bluenette gripped a gift with blue wrapper as she walked closer to her crush.

"I, uh, have something to tell you. I-If you don't mind of course!"

"I always have time for my friends!" Adrien reassured.

Friends. That word always struck a nerve, as the designer knew that to him, she was nothing more than that single word. It broke her heart every time.

"You see, I've been wanting to tell you this for such a long time now…" she said, extending her arms to give Adrien the gift.

Adrien smiled at Marinette's kindness, but before he could take the present, she cut him off.

"I've had a crush on you for a while now. And don't get me wrong, it's not because you're a model. Of course not! It's just..." her voice trailed off.

Adrien's hand stopped, froze, as he searched Marinette's blue eyes.

"You do..?"

The bluenette nodded, looking away, not wanting to see the model's reaction.

"I uh," Adrien exhaled, remembering the events of the previous night. ''I'm sorry Marinette, but I have feelings for someone else. I uh, am really sorry."

Adrien walked away, leaving the young designer gripping the gift she had wanted to give to her longtime crush.

The world had began to fade away as the bluenette wouldn't dare look into anyone's eyes. She wouldn't dare to see the disappointment or judgemental stares from passerby.

No, she couldn't.

After what had felt like hours, Marinette was alone in the corridor. Fingers still gripping the present she held close to her heart, her eyes began to swim in tears. Mouth still agape, it closed as her lips thinned. Pupils shaking, her eyelids disabled her sight.

"So am I."

A/N: Don't you just LOVE rejection? I should know, I'm probably getting one sooner or later!:) I swear, I've been trying to be lighthearted in later chapters, but every word that I type is sad.

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