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It started in class their senior year of high school, with Nino, Alya, and Marinette talking, while Adrien seemed to be completely checked out.
"Adrien, seriously, you gotta stop staring at her." Nino laughs, nudging his friend. Adrien seems to snap back into reality, looking between his friends.
"If you like her that much, just ask her out." Alya shrugs, typing away on her phone, catching the attention of Marinette, who seemed a bit confused.
"Wait, who?"
"Gisel, the kid who sits in the back with Nate." Nino motions with his thumb, smirking as Adrien's face turns a light pink. Marinette glances back before chuckling,
"You mean Chat Noir Fan club president Gisel? The girl who is so hopelessly in love with Chat?" She asks, raising an eyebrow at the group. Adrien lets out a defeated sigh.
"That's the one. I don't have a chance, Nino. I'm no superhero." He shrugs, despite the fact that well...he was. They just didn't know that. And Gisel did not know it.
"Exactly, you're not someone hiding behind a mask. You're you." Alya smiles at him, before glancing at Nino.
"Look, she's coming this way. Com'n!" Nino almost seems to laugh as he gives Adrien a small shove, getting him up and out of his seat.
Gisel White was about four inches shorter than him, with heels. Her brown hair curled around her chin, and her deep chocolate eyes stared into his green. "Yes?" She says, having been stopped by his abrupt standing. His face slowly turns red as his eyes glance to her lips, and then to her eyes, and suddenly he forgets how to speak. Only small partial words and stammerings come from his lips.
"Okay, well, if you don't mind," She says as she takes a step around him, "I actually have to go turn in this assignment. I don't get to go to the school because my daddy can afford to pay my way through." She says with nearly no emotion in her voice or on her face. The small group found themselves shocked, as Adrien slowly sinks back into his seat.
"What just happened?" He whispers, trying to figure out what he did.
"I....wow. Was not expecting that." Alya whispers.
"I mean I'm not surprised knowing how chloe and her interact but....still. That was a lot more..." Nino fumbles over his words trying to find an explanation, while Marinette's face just turned red.
"That was not gisel, she's so sweet! There's no way that jerk was her." Marinette exclaims, her voice rising a bit in pitch, the tips of her ears red with anger.
"Guys." He smiles weakly, despite the fact that he looks like he's about to cry. "Don't worry about it, I don't blame her. I mean, we don't know what's happening in her life, maybe she's just having a bad day?"
Gisel was not having a bad day, and this became more apparent as they saw her interact with pretty much any other student. She was her usual, sweet, kind hearted, a bit snarky, attitude.
And as school ended, Adrien's heart was heavy. How did she love Chat but not him? Was it something he did or said or--Oof! He ran straight into someone
"Excuse me!" He says, instantly helping them up.
"Hey! I know you!" The kid beams, "You're Adrien! Youre the model!" He bounces on his heels. "Youre also in my sister's class!" His shirt was clearly patched by a hand sewing job, and his pants were a bit too short.
"Grayson!" Gisel shouts, "Com'n. I have to go to work!"
"Oops! Sorry!" Grayson smiles at Adrien, "It was nice meeting you!"
Adrien waves goodbye to the kid, his heart heavier than before. Even her brother liked him? What had he done wrong?
Of course, today was one of his father's galas, where he had to show up and pretend to be happy and interested in everything. So there he was, dressed to the nines and pretending to listen when the glisten of brown hair and olive skin caught his eye.
There, walking around in what he's pretty sure an anime would call a 'maid' outfit, was Gisel. Serving drinks around, and smiling happily. And suddenly, there she was in front of him.
"Can I interest you in a drink?" She asks, her voice not quite the same as when she asked others.
"Uhm," He swallows, here he was adrien agreste the model. He was closer to Chat without the fun, than he was to himself. "That would be lovely, thank you, Miss." He smiles at her, and he notices the slight tinge of pinks on her cheeks.
Throughout the night, he made sure to interact with her as much as possible. He was not himself, he was cooler, more suave, more...composed. He could handle it better. Here, amongst strangers, he could not be Adrien, and he could not be her Chat, he had to be Agreste's son, model. And perhaps thats what made it so much easier for him to approach her, and whisper to her.
"May I speak with you in private?"
Gisel could refuse, she knew that. Of course, she could, but also- it was bugging her. Why was Adrien Agreste going out of his way to only accept food and drinks from her? Why was he staring at her all night? Why would he want to speak to her in private?
"Of course, sir." she whispers back. The only place they could find any sort of privacy, was inside the women's bathroom, in the handicap stall. She crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow at him.
"Well?"
"Gisel White," He whispers, Adrien-the shy school boy was not here right now. This was just Gisel and the Model Agreste. "I've been in love with you since we first met."
"You mean when I accidentally tore your jacket, and said you could just buy a new one?"
He laughs softly, "Yeah. Since then."
"And you wanted to speak to me privately to tell me this?"
"No," He shakes his head. "I wanted to speak to you, because I wanted to ask if I may kiss you."
Kiss. you.
The words grazed his lips and she felt her face heat up. No one had ever asked that. No one. She had never been wanted or desirable. She was just another kid in the background, yet here she was. In a stall in a bathroom, with the most famous model in all of france, with him asking to kiss her. She couldn't find her voice, and so she nodded.
The rest was a whirlwind, she didn't really know what was happening but at the same time she was far too aware of the way his hands touched her, and of the people just outside the door.
And suddenly, a voice come into the bathroom.
"I can't believe this!" Chloe. Adrien hesitated, gisel's legs around his waist. No clothes between the two.
"Adrien isn't even here!" Chloe yells into her phone.
"I was going to kiss him tonight sabine!" She growls into the phone, Adrien's courage picked itself right back up as he saw the small smirk on Gisel's face at Chloe's dilemma.
Chloe was on the phone a mere five feet away, complaining about how she could not find her childhood best friend--without even knowing he was having sex with the girl she hated the most in the stall directly behind her.
Chloe stormed out, and mere moments later the fantasy was over.
Gisel realized what had happened, and started to tug her outfit back on and into place.
"This was a mistake, oh my god, I should have never-"
"Gisel, wait, please"
"No, no. Don't talk to me."
"Gisel,"
"Adrien, I don't like you." Gisel takes a deep breath, holding the top of her dress over her chest, her entire face red. "I am already in love with someone else." She smiles at him. "I'm sorry I misjudged you before, but this...this cannot happen again." She gestures between them, as he adjusts his pants. He nods.
"I understand, I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Gisel sighs, "I wanted it too."
His face lights up red, realizing that she was correct. He had asked her permission for everything, and she had said yes, to it all.
"But I'm sorry that I lead you on."
"Don't be. Please." He smiles, "You just gave me the best night of my life."
"I'm sorry that's all it will be." She says as she leaves the bathroom. Leaving Adrien alone.
Later that night, Adrien could not sleep. His mind was filled with Gisel. She loved someone? Who? Did he know them? Could he handle seeing her with them?
He got up, transformed and went to her balcony. He had to know. He had too.
"Gisel?" He asks, the girl sitting and drawing as she always was.
"Mi gatto," Gisel smiles at him, her face red. "I'm glad youre here. We need to talk."
He swallowed. Oh no, had she figured it out?
"About what, mon chou?" He says, walking towards her. She stands, setting her sketchbook aside.
"I did something tonight that I regret. But I want to make it right."
"Okay..." He tilts his head, feigning innocence.
"I love you, Chat."
His world came crashing down with those four words.
"You...you what?"
"I love you. Te amo?" Gisel takes a deep breath. "I don't know when it happened but I fell in love with you, and I just..." She looks at him. "I understand if you don't feel-"
"Je T'aime Aussi Mon chou." He whispers, suddenly grinning. "I love you too."
"Y-you do?" she beams, taking a step towards him, her hands intertwined. "Then, may I kiss you?"
"Mon chou, you may do whatever you wish to me." He chuckles, closing the gap between them and kissing her.
Of course, she was in love with Chat and not Adrien.
But....He would take what he could get, he supposed. At least she loved him in one way or another right?
The next morning, Gisel woke up, and couldn't help the blush that filled her face as she realized two things.
One, yes she had slept with both Chat noir and Adrien within the span of one night.
Two, She was stupid, and birth control be damned, she forgot to make them use a condom. Lack of foresight perhaps, or perhaps it was the world just simply adding to that pile of karma in the corner of her mind.
Luckily, her morning shift was at the drug store and she took a plan B pill.
Two weeks later, her period was late.
Four weeks later, and still no blood, she called up Nate the morning before school, and quietly told him what had happened a month earlier.
Nate bought a pregnancy test, and gave it to her at school. She went into the bathroom, and about
ten minutes later, Nate found her crying on the bathroom floor, curled up. The small white stick a few feet from her.
A positive pregnancy test.