Adrien x Famous! Reader pt.2

"...A-Adrien...?"

Your eyes glossed over with tears. How could this be? Why would Adrien be akumatized?

And why was he going after you? Your body trembled as he stepped closer. "Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner. And now for your prize."

You backed up some more until you hit the wall of your closet. "A-Adrien, please. What happened...?" The blonde grabbed your wrist.

"You should know. You did this."

He pulled you up and held you close. "You were planning on leaving me, mon cheri. Well, I'm not going to let you. I'm not losing anyone else." Cat Blanc secured your arms around his waist and leapt off.

"Please, if-if you have any information on my daughter's whereabouts, contact the authorities. I-I miss you, (Y/n)..." Your father sobbed as he gave the speech. He couldn't hold in the tears.

It had been weeks since you didappeared. Your father had every part of France searching. He had every state searching. He had everyone searching.

He remembered the last conversation you had. You were planning on coming back home. He was so happy.

And now...he was miserable. His little girl, kidnapped. This was all his fault.

He shouldn't have let you go. He should've been there more. He'd do anything to get you back.

"I love you, (Y/n)..."

"Adrien, stop this! Nothing good will come out of keeping me here!" You cried when Adrien came into the room. You could hardly recognoze him still with his white suit and dull, blue eyes.

"But I do. You stole my heart, and you were planning on leaving me with it. I can't have that. I'm not losing you." Cat Blanc sat down across from you. "I knew. I knew about your fame, I knew about your father. I knew about it all. I finally felt as if I had someone to connect to, someone who genuinely cared about me."

He sighed. "I hid my feelings because I wasn't sure if you'd feel the same. But when you said you were planning on going back home, I knew I couldn't let you go." "But, Adrien-"

"But, nothing! You were going to leave me! Leave me like everyone else!" You paused. You hated this.

"...Adrien, I'm sorry about your mother. But I'm not her. You'll always hold a special place in my heart. But I told you I was only staying a year." You reached out and caressed his hand. "Please, Adrien. You have to let me go."

The male stared down at your hand in contemplation. "I'll stay in Paris. I'll stay with you. But please, you have to let me go. If the media finds out about this, you'll be caught. I don't want that." Adrien stayed silent.

"..."

Adrien stood up and took your hand. "You promise?" He looked you square in the eye.

You gave a hesitant nod of your head. "I promise." Adrien took his ring and handed it to you.

You took the ring, crushing it and releasing the akuma, freeing Adrien and you of all of this mess.

"Daddy!" You ran up to your father and wrapped your arms around him. "I missed you so much!"

Your father cried as he held you. "Oh, my (Y/n)! How I've missed you!" He clutched onto you tighter.

You shared a moment with your father. The paparazzi crowded the two of you. It made you uncomfortable.

Your father noticed this and shooed them away. "Are you ready to go back home, dumpling?" He held your hands soothingly.

You looked back at Adrien. He had a worried expression. Were you just saying all of that to get away from him?

Were you really going to leave? He felt ashamed about what he did. He wouldn't blame you for wanting to go.

"Adrien."

He looked up to see you smiling at him. His cheeks reddened. "Would you like to walk me home?"

His eyes widened. "So you're staying?" He asked with hope in his voice. You giggled.

"Yes. I'm staying."

Adrien wrapped his arms around you tightly. "I'm sorry for everything that I've done. Please, give me a second chance. Let me make things right," he spoke into your neck. You pulled away.

"I think that sounds like a great idea. Ice cream at André's?" You took his hand. Adrien smiled.

"I think that sounds like a great idea. You looked back at your father, bidding him goodbye. He smiled, glad to have you safe and sound.

You walked down the bridge and came up to André's cart. He gasped upon seeing you and Adrien. "Ah! A sweet treat for the two sweethearts! This goes to show that nothing will stand in the way of true love!"

He scooped some ice cream into a cone. "(Ice cream flavor), for her beautiful  (H/l) hair, (Ice cream flavor), for her sparkling (E/c) eyes, and (Ice Cream flavor) for the fairness/darkness of her skin." He handed the final product to Adrien.

"And for you, a treat that can't be beat! Mint for his emerald orbs, vanilla for his blonde locks, and birthday cake for the shirt he wears." He handed the ice cream to you, your eyes gazing over it. "What does it mean?"

"It's a saying that André is the love master. He can pair any couple together with his ice cream," Adrien said. You looked over at his ice cream. "So this ice cream knows how to matchmake?"

"I think it's true."

(A/n)- I tried to get the ice cream part right. Sorry if it didn't turn out good. But I hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading! Bye for now!