[ ah. it's honestly appreciated, how good steven is at words at that moment. maybe it's because adrien had run through the situation about a million times in his head that he'd somewhat braced himself for the--
--haaah, who was he kidding? that tone is one of many he'd thought to hear from ladybug, and somehow that's worse than her just outright getting upset at him. not knowing what she's thinking. it brings a tentativeness to the pit of his stomach, an uncertainty. but of course she's not pleased. he'd never expect her to be, because he broke that superhero clause, even if he thought it necessary at the time with the threat looming above them and the fact he'd been alone and unable to ask her if this was a time where doing things secretly just didn't work. and at least this way, he had one person that had his secret that he trusted, instead of allowing this place to tell someone for him.
he stops fiddling with his ring, placing his hands on the table. really doing well here. ]
... I did. Just him... He knows who I am. [ quietly. ] We aren't supposed to tell, but... I made that choice, and like Steven said, it's... a choice you need to know about.
[ would he have made that same choice if he'd known she'd be recovered so soon? maybe, maybe not, but. he had done it, and that... was that.
even if the consequences of that choice are starting to settle as an anxious drumming in his ears. yeah, he knew he wouldn't ever be prepared for awaiting her reaction to this.
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--haaah, who was he kidding? that tone is one of many he'd thought to hear from ladybug, and somehow that's worse than her just outright getting upset at him. not knowing what she's thinking. it brings a tentativeness to the pit of his stomach, an uncertainty. but of course she's not pleased. he'd never expect her to be, because he broke that superhero clause, even if he thought it necessary at the time with the threat looming above them and the fact he'd been alone and unable to ask her if this was a time where doing things secretly just didn't work. and at least this way, he had one person that had his secret that he trusted, instead of allowing this place to tell someone for him.
he stops fiddling with his ring, placing his hands on the table. really doing well here. ]
... I did. Just him... He knows who I am. [ quietly. ] We aren't supposed to tell, but... I made that choice, and like Steven said, it's... a choice you need to know about.
[ would he have made that same choice if he'd known she'd be recovered so soon? maybe, maybe not, but. he had done it, and that... was that.
even if the consequences of that choice are starting to settle as an anxious drumming in his ears. yeah, he knew he wouldn't ever be prepared for awaiting her reaction to this.
being a superhero teenager is so hard, man. ]