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“What are you guys doing tomorrow?”
Kinda weird for Adrien to be the one to suggest doing something.
“What about tomorrow?”
“It’s the fourteenth”
Oh. Well, there was a reason Luka was the wielder of one of the time-related Miraculous. At least she now had her personal calendar. She was keen on routines, but not nearly half as organized as him. And then there was Adrien, who couldn’t not follow a routine, but also couldn't have a sense of time to save his life.
She had been looking forward to that particular day, though now that it was right around the corner she did not feel half as excited as she thought she would be. Sure, she never missed the opportunity to express her affection to her partners, but this was their first Valentine’s together. First Valentine’s making plans for a Valentine’s date. In the middle of February. Which was very cold. She did not enjoy cold. It made everything taste metallic. Plus, ever since she started being Ladybug, she had a constant need to go hide under a blanket (or if given the case, between her boyfriends), whenever the temperature dropped even a few degrees. And, since it was winter, it was very probable it would be freezing the next day. Actually, according to the weather forecast, there were high possibilities of snow. If there was something she disliked even more than the taste of coldness, it was the feeling of things getting caught on her hair. There was a reason she kept her hair short and tied up. Snowflakes were definitely very high up in her list of Most Disliked Things To Get On My Hair. Now, add the smells around the city whenever there was a holiday like this to the list of Potential Things That Could Lead To Overstimulation And Ultimately To A Meltdown That Would Wreck The Entire Plan. She could handle some, but with flowers in every corner, perfume in every store, and the sweet, cloying smell of all sorts of candy she was not sure how was she supposed to manage it in case they wanted to go to a restaurant. But with all the recent akuma attacks, it was not something she was willing to find out.
Wait. The plan. She grabbed her phone, to a starting plan discussion.
“Maybe we could go somewhere?”
Oh no. This was happening. Tragedy.
Why couldn’t they simply meet in one of their houses? Maybe watch a couple movies? Have them over to simply give them their presents?
She had spent the last couple weeks working on presents for both of them. It was a handmade three-piece set of matching hoodies since not a single store in paris seemed to sell matching sweaters for three people. Honestly, she was pretty sure if anyone sold them it would be an almost certain success. The thing about these though, is that since she had made each one by herself, she had been able to make them fit each one’s needs. Hers, for example, was made with a cozy fabric and a specific type of stitches she loved because they were almost invisible to the touch. Luka’s had the hat part especially designed so it could obscure his vision when needed. And finally, Adrien’s was about a size bigger so it would not be too tight onto him, and made with a material she knew would not feel different even if it was extremely worn out.
Wait. She could simply drop their gifts off. But the point was to spend time together though. This was going to be a long brainstorming session.