What Dreams are Made of - Ladrien
Posting this because @dreamwips wanted me to.
I also stole her idea for the title because I liked it better then: “These children are too tired to think straight right now.”
I was trying to write Ladrien fics a few weeks ago. And this one turned out good I guess. (hides my face) (proceeds to find gif to set a mood because I like doing that)

Ladybug crawled through his open window, blushing so much it seemed as though her red suit even covered her face. What the heck was she doing.
She was absolutely insane.
This was Adrien Agreste she was visiting and she was supposed to act like some cool super hero…
She breathed slowly, remembering that under her mask she could have as much confidence as she needed. He wouldn’t know it was really Marinette under her mask. He’d never know that.
Plus, he had been so upset at school today, this was important to her to visit him. Very important.
She’d bumped into him at his window once before, and he’d told her to come visit whenever she wanted to. She’d been so flustered and had tried her best to hide it, but hadn’t actually taken him up on his offer. But the pain she’d seen in him today had pushed her to visit him. She knew he was a Ladybug fan, something that had made her blush for nearly a week thinking about it, so she decided a visit from her would cheer him up.
….Even if it was nearly 1 in the morning because she’d debated it for nearly two hours before she forced herself to go.







