•//Marichat (some Adrienette)//•
•//Song: Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars//•
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I know you're somewhere out there, somewhere far away

Chat Noir sat silently atop the Eiffel Tower, watching the sun set. Pain was evident on his face, despite the mask.

I want you back. I want you back

He used to watch sunsets with her, sitting on her balcony. He never could enjoy them fully because of the more beautiful sight beside him, curled comfortably against his side.

The neighbors think I'm crazy, but they don't understand

Outside the mask, his friends worried about him. They tried to make him smile again, but why should he? They didn't understand how he felt. They never could.

You're all I had. You're all I had

She was his everything. And she was gone. Chat Noir stood and vaulted from the tower, tears stinging his eyes as he flew across Paris to his mansion.

At night when the stars light up my room, I sit by myself

He made it back just as the sun finished setting. Climbing into his window, he released his transformation and stood there for a moment in the dark.

Talking to the moon

Then, with blurred eyes, he looked at the moon. "Hey," Adrien whispered.

Trying to get to you

Adrien talked as he usually did, telling her about his day and how much he missed her.

In hopes you're on the other side, talking to me too

The moon didn't reply, but he knew- he just knew- that she heard him.

Or am I a fool who sits alone, talking to the moon

Minutes passed and stretched into hours as Adrien talked and cried quietly. Eventually, he fell asleep, alone and broken in his moonlit room.

I'm feeling like I'm famous, the talk of the town

Hawkmoth had been defeated, but Chat Noir was still there and the people still talked, wondering why their hero looked so broken as he sat atop the Eiffel Tower every evening.

They say I've gone mad. Yeah I've gone mad

They talked of him driving himself crazy. Chat Noir ignored it. It just didn't matter.

But they don't know what I know, 'cause when the sun goes down

They didn't know. They couldn't understand. And when the moon rose that night, there Adrien was, greeting it from his window.

Someone's talking back. Yeah they're talking back

Adrien knew- he just knew- that she heard him.

At night when the stars light up my room, I sit by myself

And so he sat, alone in his room, as usual. It never changed. Always the same routine. It became almost a habit.

Talking to the moon

Adrien talked. And he talked. He cried, pulling at his hair. Where was she? Where had she gone?

Trying to get to you

Adrien screamed. Where was she? Why wasn't she answering?

In hopes you're on the other side, talking to me too

Adrien sobbed. She had to hear him. She had to.

Or am I a fool who sits alone, talking to the moon

Adrien, as usual, was met with silence. His father never heard. Nathalie never heard. Why couldn't she answer him?

Do you ever hear me calling?

He asked if she heard him. He asked her to say something. But deep down, he knew that she wouldn't. Deep down, he knew that she couldn't. He knew she was gone.

Cause every night I'm talking to the moon

And yet, every night, Chat Noir watched the sunset and Adrien spoke to the moon.

Still trying to get to you

He refused to give up. He kept trying to get through to her.

In hopes you're on the other side, talking to me too

He kept hoping and begging for her to hear him and respond.

Or am I a fool who sits alone, talking to the moon

"Goodnight, Mari."

I know you're somewhere out there, somewhere far away...

Marinette looked up at the moon and smiled sadly. "Goodnight, Kitty."
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Hello, my little butterflies! Have some sad Marichat/Adrienette. Did you get feels? I did. I cried a little while writing it. Poor Adrien, poor Chat...

Anyway. First songfic, guys! This was fun. What did you think of it? You can tell me in the comments!

Until next time, bug out!
~Rev