Miraculous Ladybug - One-on-one (CLOSED)

"Then use this one too," she said.

He sighed and sat down "this isn't right." He muttered

"What's not?" she asked worriedly.

He pointed around him "this, what were doing. It doesn't feel right. I feel like I'm doing way Demitri is. Using you." He held his head in his hands, unable to meet her eyes "I don't want to do that to you."

Her heart dropped. Tool. Oh my God… Slowly, she reached out and touched him softly. "Gabriel… this is nothing like what I did for Dimitri. He…" She paused for a second. "Well, first of all, I want you to use these, just so we can get started with the show. And second… Dimitri had me working in fear. Gabriel, this is nothing like what I did for him. Please know that. I want you to use them – the designs."

"But it feels so wrong love, how are ok with this?" he asked quietly still not being able to meet her gaze

"I want to help you in any way I can. I will always be here for you," she said quietly.

He glanced up at her "I'm pretty sure that's not how this works love." he said with a slight smile" but either way, thank you."

"I meant with anything," she added shyly, brushing her hair behind her ear. She'd been wearing it down a lot more lately since Gabriel seemed to like it more that way.

His eyes softened as he watched her "And I for you, love." he touched her forehead with his and smiled "I love you," he whispered

"I love you too," she replied in kind, absorbing his touch into her skin.

he pulled her into his lap, not being able to close enough to her "we should get back to work," he said, though not breaking away

"We really should," she murmured, not making any move towards the sketch book.

He breathed her in "I don't think this is working love," he muttered

"I don't think so either," she agreed, shifting to be closer to him.

he chuckled "Break time I'm guessing?"

"We can call it that."

"we're having these constantly" he noted with a smile. Reaching over, he grabbed the sketchbook and fliped through it without letting her go

She stayed curled against him and sighed.

He smiled as he saw the familiar designs from Demitri's show "they look better on paper than in actuality." he said quietly

She blushed. "Thank you," she whispered.

He nodded and continued to flip through the notebook "these are beautiful love," he said with a smile

"Thank you," she said again quietly.

He glanced at her "when is the next time you have to meet him?"

"Tonight," she admitted quietly.

He nodded then thought for a moment "what exactly is he going to do if you don't agree to help him?"

"I-I don't know. All he did was threaten to hurt you."

He nodded once more "not the first time someone has done that, not the last." he muttered. "How are the burns?" he asked, trying to get his mind off the topic for now

"Oh. They're alright," she said, purposely not saying fine.

He nodded and took her hand in his, lightly tracing his fingers over the fading burns