week 11, wednesday afternoon

[socloverit]

[She's been maybe sort of kind of putting this off. She shouldn't bother him while he's recovering, she doesn't want to make things weird, she doesn't want to deal with Marinette too, he's probably not coignizant anyway. Excuses, excuses, excuses, and it isn't until Wednesday that Clover gets the fuck over herself, says he could have died, he could have died, he could have died again and again and deigns to be out and about at regular human hours; kitchen first, then the medbay.

She does still wait until Marinette isn't around because she isn't that over what a shithead she is, but Wednesday afternoon, Clover peeks her head in around the medbay door—just being here makes her anxious; she hasn't stepped foot in this room in over a month, and she still glances up to the cabinets before she looks for Adrien.

aaaaand she's just standing here?? like okay the plan was to look for Marinette and then make sure Adrien was awake before she actually like walked in but in practice she's just like, standing half-in the doorway, scythe just kinda peeking out next to her, chillin'. hi, clover??]

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[socloverit]

[And that's where Clover's last little shreds of almost-togetherness snap and now she's crying, too, face pressed against Adrien's shoulder (the one with an entire arm attached to it; she's at least considerate about it), hugging him tight. She wishes she weren't stopped, that he'd let her deal with the consequences on her own because she's sure she could have, would try again if she ever could, but—]

You—you already did so much for me, I couldn't—I couldn't ever...

[all right nope now the kids are just sobbing on each other this is fine

Clover's definitely not letting him go, though]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[I GUESS THAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN FOR A FEW MINUTES, THEN. A lot of mutual hugging and crying. After some time's passed, Adrien's calmed down enough to at least breathe properly, still clinging to Clover but trying to move so they can, like, have an actual conversation, maybe? Well. They can try.]

... I didn't even know you could bake. [he Tried and that's what's important. apparently.] I'm glad... m'glad you're okay, though. I was worried.

[he means about her mental state after everything, but it probably feels ridiculous to hear that from the kid who is in the medbay with over half an arm missing.]