you were his precious baby girl, his world - his everything. you were such a daddy’s girl. you never liked the clothes your mom would try to dress you in but when adrien dressed you up in those little corduroy pants and puffy jackets you loved it. you wanted to be just like him.

you were at a barbecue at your aunt and uncle’s house. you were stuffing your chubby cheeks full of chips and cookies while your mom chatted with your aunt and your dad was smoking a cigarette with your uncle.