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-ADRIEN-

Adrien breathed out a sob, as he sat on his bed. His phone vibrated rapidly, it was her ringtone.

He wiped his face with the back of his hand and pressed the ignore button, ignoring Marinette's call for about the eighth time.

Plagg looked at Adrien from the opposite end of the bed with a grimace. He had never see Adrien so vulnerable before. Perhaps because this was the first heartbreak he had ever experienced aside from his father constantly shattering him.

Adrien had grown used to his father's cold distances, but when it came to Marinette, it was overwhelming, and incredibly painful. He held his son within his own head. He wasn't going to abandon his son because his mother and him weren't on good terms.

Adrien licked his lips, his eyes glossy with tears, his cheeks damp as he viciously began wiping them away.

There was a soft knock on the door.

"Adrien, is everything okay?" Nathalie asked apprehensively from the other side of the door. Adrien glared at the door, almost as if his eyes burned through it. Though Nathalie was seemingly there for him, when his father wasn't around, he could tell by the tone of her voice she was simply doing dutys work.

Perhaps she wasn't as deeply caring as Adrien had initially led on. At least until now.

"I'm fine. Go away" Adrien said monotonously.

Nathalie paused, her feet shifting as If displaying her shock before finally giving in.

"Very well." She spoke, walking away from his door.

Adrien dropped his head, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes.

Nino had called him several times along with Alya. He heard all the voicemails on Marinette's behalf. He was aware that Nathanaël wasn't at fault. He was angry, and hurt at Marinette. She shouldn't have let it got the way it did. Why did it take so long to tell?

Adrien ignored the shudders down his back as he realized Marinette stopped calling. He sighed as he tried to stop the tears from leaving his eyes once more.

Plagg carefully floated next to Adrien. With a sigh, he sat on Adrien's shoulder, leaning into him comfortably as Adrien continued to cry.

-MARINETTE-

Marinette grew frustrated. Her parents were out for the day, it had started raining, and Marinette couldn't stand the fact that Adrien continued to ignore her. The anxiety that built in her chest made her want to jump off something.

She pressed her lips together the moment Louis started crying.

This wasn't fair...it just wasn't fair.

She carefully picked up the little one from his crib.

"Please don't cry." She hushed walking back in forth within her bedroom. She tried her best not to cry herself. She didn't want Louis to cry either. She couldn't handle this stress on top of the stress pile she was already dealing with.

Louis started squirming and fighting her off. His cries only grew louder. Marinette was growing panicky. He wouldn't eat any of the ravioli or baby food Adrien got for him. Marinette even tried to do the little trick Adrien taught her to release the rumblies in his "ummy".(tummy). Nothing was working.

Marinette sat on the bed, shifting, as she pulled the kitten hat over his head, bundling him up in case he was cold. Louis didn't seem to let down.

She was sure that he missed his father, but there was nothing she could do for him. All she could do, is feed him, or attempt to distract him.

Louis had been eating so much lately, so it was bothersome that he decided not to eat now.

Marinette tugged at her shirt, attempting to breast feed him. Louis only screamed louder, refusing to latch on, despite the many times Marinette tried to get him to.

Marinette groaned, pulling her shirt back down upon realization that Louis wouldn't budge.

"Please stop crying!" She begged as she climbed on to the bed.

"Look! Look! We're jumping!" Marinette squeaked, as she started to jump on the bed. The crying only seemed to grow louder, the harder she jumped.

Marinette clenched her teeth when the bed frame cracked, the center of the mattress caving in.

Marinette paused, as did Louis as he held on tighter to Marinette.

Marinette looked down with a grimace. She sighed, hoping off the bed and placing Louis on the ground.

She could feel her lip quivering as Louis started up his fuss once more.

"Stop! Stop crying!" She sobbed. Louis gasped, his eyes wide, and his tiny fists clenched into tiny meatballs, obviously appauled by his mother scolding him.

It didn't make the situation better. In a matter of moments, Louis had been crying louder than he ever had before.

Marinette dropped her head and cried, she cried right beside Louis the same way her son had been crying for his father.

That made two of them.

-SEVERAL DAYS LATER-

The sky had already began to cloud.

Marinette sat on the floor as she looked up at the bed.

The frame had already cracked, and the mattress caved in right at the center.

Maybe it wasn't a good idea to jump on the bed with Louis until the frame cracked smack in the middle.

Louis sat beside his mother, his eyelids heavy and pink from crying.

Marinette knew it was only a matter of time before she had to move out of her parents house. She couldn't be there forever. She'd have to do so with or without Adrien.

She could hear the rumbling in the sky, as a thunderstorm was about to approach.

Adrien would probably be even more angry with her than he already was, if he ever decided to talk to her again

Marinette sighed, she wanted to cry again. Every time she thought about it she almost broke down.

Nathanaël had called her a total of ten times since then. Despite the emotional distress, Marinette was able to finish her project. The dance was the furthest thing from her mind at the moment.

She had sent numerous texts to Adrien, telling him that she loved him, which he simply ignored.

Louis missed his father. He cried for him just as much as Marinette did.

What hurt her the most, was that she forced herself to keep away from him, despite the many times he was around. She longed to touch him, to kiss him. Even when he brushed by her without a single hello, she'd internally begg for him to not stand so close to her. His very presence alone made it hard for her to breathe.

Knowing that he ignored her texts, it felt as if he didn't listen to her feelings, or her feeble attempts to gather his attention. It hurt her significantly.

Break ups were evidently the worse pain she could ever experience.

She stood up, and picked up Louis, who had started to grow limb. She kissed his head and placed him in his crib.

She pulled the blanket over his body, and he immediately curled up into a ball.

Marinette shook off her pants, and her shirt. She slipped into the shower and when she was finished, she disregarded her underwear and climbed into her bed with only her t shirt. She groaned, the moment she began to roll into the center.

She closed her eyes as she tried to sort out her thoughts.

Her hands clenched on to the blankets. She couldn't believe the little mishap with Nathanaël.

If only Adrien had let her explain. She had never seen so much hurt in his eyes before.

It bothered her greatly.

Marinette's eyes shot open upon hearing a slight disturbance leading up to her trap door.

Adrien?

Her parents weren't home, she knew that for a fact. She hadn't changed the locks since Adrien and her broke up. The only person she knew who had a key to her apartment was Adrien.

Louis didn't seem bothered by the disturbance down below, as he had fallen into a deep sleep.

She could feel her heart ache, with each beat. She didn't think he'd show up, after ignoring her calls constantly. She worried that they would start a screaming match once more.

She hesitantly slipped off the bed and climbed down to her trap door.

With a tug, she was able to get it open.

Adrien looked up at her, his eyes immediately trailing off of hers.

Marinette could feel her heart skip beats as she came face to face with him, which felt like it had been a long time since then.

He couldn't even look at her.

She sighed her muscles aching with hurt as she flipped the door back and then walked away, sliding back into her bed. She whimpered as she rolled back into the caved center of the bed. Marinette felt tears threatening on the edges of her eyes. Even so, she only grew nervous around him.

Adrien carefully climbed inside, looking around the dark. His aura still held a sense of anger. Marinette wasn't sure if she wanted to temper with it, just yet.

"Where's Louis?" He asked in a hasty whisper.

Marinette kept her back turned.

"He's asleep. He'll be awake in an hour or two..." Marinette whispered half- heartedly. Her voice began to trail off delicately. She shook slightly.

Adrien hovered over the crib carefully, he looked at his son who breathed in sharply as he was still wavering off the sobs that seemed to carry on slightly in his sleep.

Adrien brushed his fingers across Louis' thick blonde hair and rosy cheeks.

Marinette shivered, her mind eating away at her, her lips tingled as she sought for the right words and time to try speaking.

Perhaps he'll let her explain tomorrow while Louis was awake. She had just got him to sleep. She didn't want to wake him up, mainly because she knew it was going to extend into an argument. She had hoped that this wouldn't be the last time she would be seeing him either. Marinette lay beside herself on the subject.

Marinette closed her eyes and tried not to cry, in vain. She attempted to hide her uneven breathing. She was in so much emotional pain, she even felt it in her body. She quickly wiped off the few tears that led astray.

She could feel the pressure on the bed, and she immediately opened her eyes as Adrien sat on the edge of the bed.

Marinette parted her lips thoughtfully. Her heart began to beat erratically. She had somehow expected a short visit with the baby before he took off without giving her a second glance.

With a gulp, she slowly flipped on her back.

Adrien sighed, leaning back only slightly. He groaned just as he began to roll towards the center, a slight shock of surprise in his voice.

Marinette gasped in pain, when Adrien's head knocked against hers while tumbling to the center.

Adrien groaned in disapproval as he rubbed his temples.

Shifting, his body was directly on top of her, pushed against her significantly.

"Marinette, what did you do?" He breathed, obviously referring as to why the bed frame was broken.

Marinette looked up at him, as he hovered over her. He was finally speaking to her. It had only been a few days, but to her it felt like years.

She had made her distance for him to recover, but she wasn't sure how long she'd be able to keep it up.

She began to blush immensely. This was the first time her and Adrien were close this intimately since Louis was a few months old.

She would never admit it, but she missed it.

Marinette blinked, just as Adrien began to slowly move off of her.

"Wait-" Marinette breathed, her hands snaking up to his face, and her legs tightening around his waist.

Adrien sighed, his hands reaching downwards attempting to loosen her legs.

"Could you let me explain?" She asked, almost desperate. She didn't want him to go. She wanted to feel him on her.

"I don't want to talk, Marinette. It's too late for this, Louis is already asleep." Adrien stated firmly, once more trying to remove himself.

Marinette breathed, her hand cupping his face with desperation. She couldn't pull her thoughts together as she unexpectedly pulled him into a deep kiss.

Adrien remained still, not moving an inch as Marinette moved closer.

It had been so long since she'd kissed him like this.

His eyes widened as the sudden kiss. The thoughts started to plague him with memories of when they were okay. The feel of her lips against him brought him comfort that was always brought to him from the very beginning whenever she was around or kissed him.

Marinette could feel the butterflies in her stomach bringing her utter bliss. It took everything she had not to sob at the familiar sensation on her lips. His taste was sweet, and she remembered the bitter sweetness from the last time she kissed him.

It brought her instant comfort, and she couldn't bear to lose him again.

Adrien remained still for a few more moments before he gave in. He closed his eyes and slowly complied. His lips moved delicately against hers hesitantly.

He slowly began to pull away after a few moments.

Marinette, who didn't want it to end, grasped on to him, breathing with almost a desperate sob.

Marinette shivered as Adrien slowly rested his head against hers.

She breathed in sharply, her eyes already started to stream with tears.

She slipped her hand around the nape of his neck, holding him tightly.

Her eyes widened, and she bit her lip carefully as Adrien snaked his hand under her shirt.

His fingers teased the band of her bra thoughtfully, before slipping his hand underneath the fabric.

She breathed out silently and closed her eyes, being sure to be as quiet as she could. She trembled as he gripped her breast firmly. Her heart immediately started to pound in her ribs achingly. Her head began to spin before she could register anything just yet.

Marinette placed her free hand on top of his through her shirt, as he squeezed her breast firmly. The sensation sent electricity through every fiber of her being.

With another shudder, Marinette finally opened her eyes once more.

His eyes immediately connected with hers, locked in a fiery passion of mixed emotions. Some were stronger than expected. Adrien kept his gaze locked on to hers as he felt her up.

Marinette kept their foreheads pressed together, as she shifted. Her breathing hitched as Adrien's hand traveled down her torso, carefully dipping between her thighs and drawing back immediately upon noticing she wasn't wearing underwear.

Marinette breathed a small squeak, as he shifted. His eyes immediately left hers. Marinette took advantage of the situation, of this moment and pressed her lips against his. He didn't initially respond. He waited briefly before his eyes closed. His lips pressed against hesitantly.

Marinette wrapped her arms around his neck, and deepened the kiss as best as she could.

Adrien complied, allowing her to deepen it. He allowed her tongue to slowly explore his mouth delicately. His brow furrowed as the kiss intensified, both of them mustering the bottled up pain and feelings they felt towards one another into a single kiss.

Without warning, Marinette felt his fingers dive into the depths of her core. Her eyes widened as she gasped sharply as the sudden intrusion.

"Shh." Adrien hissed into her mouth. Marinette felt her legs tense. Though it was brief, he carefully retracted himself for a few seconds, before he slipped his hands into hers tightly.

Marinette continued to kiss him, his kiss barely returning as he seemed distracted by something.

She could feel him fidgeting, but tried not to pay too much attention to it.

She left small kisses on his lips which he returned every other time.

Marinette whimpered desperately, as Adrien shifted. Marinette trembled as she felt his skin against hers.

Could this be happening? Could this really be happening? Her mind immediately started to race, as she tried to prepare herself.

Dear god, she hoped she remembered to turn her phone off this time.

Adrien's hand loosened around hers just Marinette tightened her grip around his.

Adrien careful rolled his hips into hers firmly, trembling at her warmth. He breathed out a silent broken moan as his muscles tensed and released rapidly.

Marinette gasped at his surprising intrusion, her fingers digging into his skin. The nails on her left hand dug into the base of his neck, while the nails in her right hand dug into the fabric that covered his lower back.

Marinette bit her lip, her eyes shutting closed.

Adrien gave no time for her to adjust, for he immediately began to roll his hips into hers diligently.

Marinette breathed out, her legs shaking as he clouded her mind with his movements.

This was not the tender meeting of lovers; this was one year of mutual pent-up, aching need.

Marinette wanted it as much as he did. She gripped his shirt tighter as he moved without mercy.

Adrien could feel the tickle run up his spine, before it exploded in his head.

The lack of sexual favors for the past year, quickly taking its toll.

Adrien gripped on to her hand, the other hand gripping into the sheets as he drove her body upwards against the broken mattress and frame with an aching thrust. Marinette's body tensed as she tried to keep up, she maintained herself by listening to Adrien's broken silent moans into her ear. Her legs tangled with his, as he slowly reared himself into the sensitive nerves deep within her, causing exquisite pleasure along with sensitive pain.

Marinette tightened her legs around him. The fast pace of this intimacy, drove her mad.

Marinette found every part of her body throbbing. Having it been such a long time, Marinette found herself reaching her overwhelming death. She breathed in, her body arching into his. Her mouth hung over as she breathed out silently, her vision going black.

Marinette tried to ride out her high as Adrien desperately rolled his hips with as much pent up emotion he could muster.

Adrien trembled, his muscles tensing as he spilled himself inside her with a broken moan.

Marinette slightly tensed, her body humming in bliss, as she received the familiar warmth of his release.

Adrien remained hovered above her, his breathing rapidly jagged.

Marinette felt like her mind was blown to pieces, each strand of thought disconnected with another.

Adrien was swimming in his high, his thoughts probed through the surface. It was as if he snapped out of everything.

Marinette hung on to him for dear life, and just as she was starting to piece everything together, Adrien immediately started to pull away.

Marinette was immediately pulled down roughly from her bliss and drunken pleasurable high.

Shaking his head with slight irritation and sadness, Adrien forced Marinette to let him go. He fumbled with his pants as he withdrew from her without hesitation.

Marinette sat up, her thighs pressing together.

"Adrien, please." She begged in a whisper, her heart never having the chance to slow down.

Adrien ignored her once more, as he began climbing out of the bed.

His head was spinning, he didn't know why he did what he just did, he just couldn't think.

"Adrien..." Marinette pleaded, her arms still shaking. She could feel the tears pooling at the edges of her eyes as she gripped on to his wrist.

"Would you just quit already?" He hissed back, carefully yanking his wrist away from her, causing Marinette to fall off the bed.

With a firm face, and a stiff motion Marinette grabbed on to his shirt tightly.

He looked down at her, she looked up at him.

Marinette felt a sharp pang of pain down the side of her rib, from the fall, but she couldn't let him leave...especially not after everything they had just shared.

Marinette pulled her gaze away from him, pooled on the floor, she kept her hand gripped tightly at his shirt.

She bit her lip, as tears streamed down her face.

"Adrien please..." She cried in a soft whisper.

Adrien glared at her, his fists clenched with much more irritation than before.

"Marinette, get a grip on yourself!" He hissed, bending over and gripping her shoulders. "Cut it out." He whispered firmly, yanking her up so that she was off the floor and sitting on the bed.

Marinette remained obdurate. Her hands gripping on to his hands just as they released her shoulders.

"Marinette, stop this. Enough." He said firmly.

Marinette shook as she sobbed, keeping her fingers knotted sloppily with his. Adrien groaned as he tried to pry her off.

"Marinette, let go of me." He breathed, his voice slightly raising. Marinette flinched, her face still damp with tears as she adamantly shook her head.

Adrien glared at her, her hair was a mess, and her face glossy with tears.

Adrien attempted to pry her fingers out of his.

"Adrien, please..." She begged, her voice shaking from sobs. Adrien shook his head.

"Marinette, just let go of me!" His voice growing higher.

Marinette shook her head, her grip only growing tighter.

Adrien began to grind his teeth, his eyes narrowing and his face growing more and more red. A thousand emotions swarmed inside of him that very moment. He felt guilt, anger, irritation, confusion, pity.

None of this would have happened if she would have not kept anything from anyone.

Why did he need her? Adrien had felt so inadequate about himself, that he often found himself pushing away, even when he didn't mean to.

Perhaps subconsciously, this whole time he was looking for a reason to push her away.

The fact that she actually fought for him to stay only made him more angrier.

"Listen to me, Marinette." He said firmly. "Listen to me real good."

Marinette looked up at him, her eyes still glossy from tears.

"I hate you... I freaking hate you..." He hissed, looking her straight in her eyes. "Do you hear me? .YOU."

Marinette rested her head on his. Their foreheads touched softly as he whispered his sharp words.

She listened to them as they escaped his lips like a knife.

Marinette knew Adrien, and the way he was. She knew he was hurting, and the words he spoke was simply an implication for something else. The feeling between them didn't die. They were both aware of that.

Marinette released one of his hands and gripped it behind his neck, as she held him firmly against her.

Adrien bit his lip, his hands gripping her face.

Marinette kept her eyes closed as Adrien repeated his words.

She shook as Adrien cut himself off, planting a firm harsh kiss against her lips.

Marinette accepted his kiss, her hands only grasping on tighter to him.

Marinette furrowed her brow, kissing him back. The kiss held a lot of anger, towards who? Marinette couldn't tell. The forcefulness she wasn't quite used to, but it was nice to have him with her again.

Adrien slipped his hand down to her waist as he shifted her. The two sought death for a second time that night.

This was new for the both of them.

Marinette wasn't holding back either, or surprised. She knew what to expect. Her hands gripped his shirt, pulling it off which he complied to. Marinette accepted his tongue as he kissed her senseless.

She removed every piece of his clothing. Her mind cluttering with several different things at one. Adrien hovered over her once more. He kept his forehead pressed to hers. His eyes closed along with Marinette's, as his hips collided with hers once more. Despite the perhaps, few but lengthy times they've shared a moment such as this, he couldn't get used to it. It only seemed to grow more and more surprising.

Marinette bounced against the mattress as Adrien rolled his hips roughly between her thighs.

She breathed out a small cry, meeting him thrust for aching thrust, forgetting everything but the feel of him inside her and the pleasure that had been kept away from them for so long.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving small imprint crescents from her nails into his skin.

"You're not making sense..." Adrien breathed into her ear, his voice chopped against his movements. It was only then that Marinette realized she was frantically babbling.

She could feel her body ripple with excitement, as she tried to think of the quadratic formula she learned in ninth grade algebra to prevent herself from finishing too early.

The inclination in the mattress angled him just right for him to brush the sensitive bundle of nerves deep within her.

Adrien trembled, his body aching with bliss, as fireworks traveled down his spine and up towards the back of his head.

He focused on the way her skin rubbed against him, the sweet smell of her hair, the small adorable squeaks she made the moment their hips rolled into each other in urgent need. Adrien was just reaching there when Marinette dropped her hands down his torso.

"Adrien..." She pleaded. "I-I'll die..."

Adrien shuddered at how hastily her voice sounded, it was the boost that sent him off the edge.

Marinette was sent into her little death, her vision going black, as she bit her lip withholding her moan.

Adrien breathed in as he followed suit almost immediately. Any ounce of energy Marinette had left exited her body instantaneously. Her cheeks remained red as she tried to fall down for her high.

Adrien relaxed against her, his breathing echoing hers in the heat of the moment. He continued to move his hips out of sheer stubbornness despite the fact that he was already finished, just simply to prolong the moment. Marinette didn't fight anymore. Every muscle in her body ached as she even had forgotten the pain in her ribs.

Adrien carefully withdrew himself, allowing her legs to fall flatly against the bed.

He breathed out as he lay beside her, his own body aching. Marinette remained quiet as did he for long moments on end so that they gathered their thoughts and breathing.

"Adrien..." She whispered, turning to her side. Adrien was on his side as well, already facing her. He looked up at her, sweat damped at his forehead, his cheeks still flushed.

Marinette reached up and nervously touched his face, her body washing in sadness. She knew he was going to leave again. There was no point in stopping him, he'd only fight her like he had been. Her fingertips brushed against his lips thoughtfully, in which he responded in soft feathered kisses.

"This was a cruel dream..." Her voice trailed off, slightly cracking at her last word. Adrien remained quiet as Marinette sniffled, her body trembled.

"It wasn't a dream..." He breathed softly, as the tip of his tongue slightly danced around the tip of her thumb.

Marinette looked at him, she closed her eyes and relaxed as he slowly shifted away.

"Then leave me with something...so I know I didn't make this whole thing up." She cried softly.

Adrien sat up and pulled the blanket around her thoughtfully.

"Shh" he ushered. "It's not important anymore..." He slowly pushed a few stray hairs out of her face. Marinette felt a drop in her stomach at his words. Her eyes squeezed shut, ignoring the aching burn she felt from pooling in her tears.

Adrien paused for a moment, and slowly slipped his hand out of hers, that hesitantly stopped holding on tighter to his.

Marinette felt the pressure leverage off the bed and she finally let her tears fall.

A/N: I got carried away with this one. I'm not sure if it's too much or poorly written. I hope you guys enjoyed this one!

The chapter was inspired by distance from Cristina Perri. Also, the head butt was written before the latest episode, I fangirled like nuts! If this chapter gets approved in nsfw, there shall be more to come! I have sinned!

-Kate