Chapter 16 "Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused." Paul Coelho, The Zahir
As she smoothed down her skirt with every flick of her wrist, she lured him in, the fabric billowing like a red flag, a homing beacon through the dense fog.
Catching her eyes once again, twin sapphires twinkled brightly as they reflected off of the stage lights behind him. How alike they were to a barn sparrow’s wings: light and airy, taking his breath away as she blinked owlishly, openly gaping at him.
“Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean,
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen.”
Alya smirked, reaching over and tapping under Marinette’s chin to close her best friend’s mouth.
His breath hitched as he realized he had been caught staring, quickly tearing away from her blue velvet gaze.
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@curlyheartart thank you for your beautiful piece! You captured the scene perfectly. <3 Also, a big thank you to my wonderful betas, @iamthejags and @aidanchaser!
Oof. Such an angsty chapter. Poor Marinette.