Sometimes, he forgets not to lie.
It’s something that shouldn’t be this hard. It shouldn’t. Lies have always come easily to him, and he can say them so honestly, so innocently, that people believe them. While he’s saying them, even he believes them, even though he knows they aren’t true. There is not malice in the lies. In fact, it’s the opposite, he says whatever he thinks people want to hear.
He’s tried to keep it in check with Ladybug, but tonight… it just comes out, as she watches him.
“Yeah, I’m happy. My family’s great, I love them a lot. Why do you ask?” he smiled up at her, brightly, his model smile.
“You just… seemed kind of lonely before I got here… I worry about you,” she offered a slight smile.
He took a breath. “I’m not lonely. How could I be? I have you,” he laughed. “Don’t worry about it, I’m really okay.”
“Who do you have, other than me?” it was a prying question. His lady certainly could be pushy when she thought she was right about something, couldn’t she?
He looked out over the city. “I have… I have my dad. He’s a great guy, he’s busy, but when he has a moment, we hang out. He cares a lot. And my mom’s just the best, she’s always there for me.” He knew the words coming from his mouth were painting a false picture, but he wanted them to be true. He wanted them to be true so bad… “My friends are awesome. I always feel at ease with them, and they all get along well. There are a few fights, but I mean, nobody hates each other.” If you disregarded Chloe, it was true.
“That’s good,” she smiled. “Sorry, I guess I was just imagining things.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
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