-*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.

                 Well you only need the light when it's burning low,
                  Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
                 Only know you love her when you let her go."
I couldn't stop staring at her.
           She had never sung before. At least, in front of me. Or anyone, I think, for that matter. But her voice... It was the type of voice that belonged on The Voice, or American Idol.
                This girl.
  She was uncanny. There was so much I knew about her, yet so much more left to discover. And let me tell you, it was fascinating.
               Some memories slashed back through my mind... Back when I first met her. Back when I first met Luna Moon. How I was in love with them both and was torn between the two goddesses.
                 And the dance. How I took her to that dance as Cat Noir after stopping by to greet a goddess with no one but herself. She deserved someone. She needed someone to kiss her back then, and someone who knew how.
                  She seemed to think that I was good enough to fit the suit, but lately, I had been doubting myself.
                  I'm stupid. I went behind her back and saw Marinette. I kissed her as both Adrien and Cat Noir. I was stupid enough that I couldn't even put it together that the two girls I am in love with... Are the exact same person.
                  And the most important of all...
  I almost killed her.
                 That night. At the Eiffel Tower. Someone pushed her off the Tower, and I saw her detransform before anyone saw her and she started falling. I ran as fast as I could, hoping I would make it in time.
                  I had to save her.
    But I didn't make it in time, I was too slow. And now, just looking at her. Like this. Last night, when she pushed my head away by kissing me and then checked out her bruises... I was awake. I saw.
                 And she was crying once she saw the damage.
And a little part of me died inside. I caused her pain. Because I couldn't save her. This was all my fault. She's hurt, and it's all because of me. She should hate me. I can't even forgive myself. But, first, I had to know how she truly felt about this.
                "Y/n?" I asked her, and she turned off the MP3 player, sensing the unintentional crack in my voice.
                She put her notebook down and looked up at me, her eyes understanding, her lips parted in an irresistible way. "What is it?"
                "D-do you..." I couldn't do this. "Do you... H-hate me?" I asked, choking back a sniffle.
               Y/n's eyebrows raised in surprise and she looked at me in bewilderment. "Oh my dog, Adrien, no! I don't hate you, I love you! Why the heck would you think of something like that?"
                    We locked eyes, and I was glad that she had opened her eyes. Emotions shone through, letting me see her curiosity and how much pain she was in. I tried my hardest to open mine to show her how guilty I felt.
                     "It's just... Y/n, this," I motioned to her cuts and bruises and her back brace. "is all my fault. And before you say it's not my fault, let me explain because I know it is. You were falling, someone pushed you. I was there, and I was running to you. I was stupid, I wasn't running fast enough. You got hurt. And it's my fault. If I had been smarter, I could have increased my speed by using my baton and tossing myself a mile forward to get to you, but I didn't. And Y/n," My eyes were glistening with tears and I saw a tear slip down her cheek. "I saw you last night, when you were looking at your bruises. You were crying. And you being in so much pain, it kills me, because I can't bear watching you fight against screaming in pain when it's my fault that you got hurt in the first place. And I'm so so so so so so sorry, Y/n. You deserve someone better than me."
                    I looked away and I felt her grab my chin and face my face towards her. And she kissed me. It lasted for a good two minutes. And it had so many emotions poured into it. I sensed how she felt, she loved me, and I tried to give back those feelings of devotion. But she also showed me understanding.
                Finally, she broke away and stared at me with serious eyes.
"Adrien Agreste," she started. "I am unconditionally in love with you. From the day I met you, I felt some spark. It was between you or Cat Noir until I discovered I didn't have to choose. You have been by my side all these months, almost a year since I moved here from Italy and Adrien, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Not even Luna Moon can top you. And that's why I'm saying that I love you no matter what, and me getting hurt, it's not your fault. Don't you dare think it's your fault because it's not. It's mine. I was stupid enough to be on the Eiffel Tower when I knew something was up. So, it's not your fault. And me being in pain, I wish that there was some way I could make you stop thinking that me hurting is your fault, but I can't. All I can do is tell you how much I love you. I fall deeper in love with you every day, and you helping me right now, it's... Amazing. I've never met someone who treats me the way you do." And then she started listing off all the things she loved about me. And I listened to every one.
             At the end we made out, it was dark by then.
  And at midnight, I walked her home to where I opened the door for her, then walked across the street and turned back to see if she was still there.
           Deja-vu struck.
  There she was, looking more beautiful than ever, halfway through the door, waving. And smiling. And it still... It still wasn't a fake smile.