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seasonofthegeek · 5 years
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Brave New World: Music
Written for Lukanette Week at @mlshipfleet
Parts 1, 2:
“That one,” Marinette nodded, dropping her phone in her lap. “That’s the one that sounds the best.”
Luka smiled and strummed the guitar chord again. “You think so?”
“Mmhmm, it just flows really nicely from the last one, I think. Can you play them together again?” She listened as he did and hummed happily. “I think that’s it.”
“I think you’re right,” he agreed. “Thanks. I’ve been struggling with this one for a while.”
“Glad I could help.”
He set his guitar to the side and gestured to her phone. “Find what you’re looking for yet?”
“No,” she pouted. “Trying to find a post on here through tags is a nightmare sometimes. I might be able to work on the piece from memory. It was just an inspiring piece of art, that’s all.”
“If I can help, just let me know.”
“Do you have a lot of experience designing ballgowns?” she teased, easily leaning back into his arms when he prodded her.
“Well, no, not exactly. But I’m great at sharpening pencils and I could hold onto your eraser so it doesn’t get lost.”
“Truly a hero among designers.”
“I try.”
“I’ve still got time. The design entries aren’t due for another couple of months. I just wanted to get started,” she explained. “It’ll be fine.”
Marinette closed her eyes and let herself enjoy the moment. She could hear his heartbeat, steady and clear, and the boat rocked them gently enough that it wouldn’t take much to fall asleep, she decided.
She’d been back in this timeline for almost three months now and by all accounts, things felt successful enough and she was definitely making different choices this time around. It was funny what a difference it made when her world wasn’t colored by Adrien-centric glasses. It also didn’t hurt to know that he was Chat Noir. She remembered how long it had taken her to reconcile the two separate identities into one person the first time around. Surprisingly, she found she had more patience now with the knowledge. She still needed to figure out when to talk to him about everything. He had a right to know and maybe if she could warn him, things would go differently this time around. She knew she’d been putting it off but she still wasn’t ready. They had time.
Things with Luka had made her transition back into being a teenager so much easier. He was cheesy and dramatic at times but it felt endearing and familiar and so simple after all she’d been through. And in some ways, five years didn’t feel like that much of a difference. He was only three years younger than her really. She frowned. Was that right? She’d been twenty when Paon sent her back and now she was in her fifteen year-old body. So was she fifteen or was she twenty? Luka was seventeen now which meant in her previous timeline, he was twenty-two. Did that make a difference? It didn’t feel weird. And was her mind really still twenty or was she fifteen with the knowledge she gathered over five extra years? How did all of that work exactly?
“What are you thinking so hard about?” Luka kissed the top of her head and adjusted his loose hold on her. “I can practically see the steam rising.”
“Sorry. I think I’ve got a lot on my mind.”
“Anything you need to talk about?”
It was tempting to tell him. She needed someone other than Tikki to talk to about it but...
“No, I’m good.” She sat up and turned to face him. “Play me my song again?”
He smiled, light pink blushing his cheeks. “You aren’t sick of it yet?”
“I don’t think that’s possible.”
Luka had a pleased smile as he picked up his guitar once more.
“You have to sing too.”
“Marinette...” he whined.
“You’re a good singer!”
“I’m not. Those lyrics were just for you to read the one time.”
"But you have such a nice voice.”
“Is that so?”
“Mmhmm.”
She leaned back against the wall, tucking her feet under the blanket on his bed as he began to play. His voice was uncertain and slightly off-key but it made Marinette smile. 
“And we’ll enter this brave new world,” he sang, “hand in hand. Say you’ll be my girl and here I’ll stand. By your side, I’ll forever stay, in this brave new world that starts today.”
Buy me a cherry coke?
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