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hanaasbananas · 1 year

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Matchmaker

@theladyfae how does it feel to be PROVEN WRONG

Summary:

When Adrien decides to be a background dancer in a bollywood film, he finds himself getting relationship advice from a most unlikely source.

Or: Shahrukh Khan plays matchmaker.

Crack

AO3

I’ll tell you how to win hearts,

my friend//

I know what love is,

I only ask my heart for permission

“And…. Cut!” the director yelled. A ripple of relief ran through the crowd of dancers, and Adrien stepped away from his partner, already scanning the area for Marinette. He’d tried his hardest to persuade her to join him as an extra background dancer but no amount of wheedling on his part had changed her mind and she had opted to be a dedicated member of the costume department instead.

Now if he could just find her…weaving through the crowd, Adrien pulled out his phone to see if she had sent him a message and so didn’t see who he was about to bump into before it was too late.

“Oof-!” stumbling backwards, Adrien swallowed the irritated quip rising in his throat as he caught sight of the man in front of him.

Shahrukh Khan.

“Ohmygod, I am so sorry!” Adrien exclaimed “I wasn’t watching where I was going but that's no excuse, are you alr–”

Shahrukh cut him off with a laugh. “Arre, aise hota hai, no need to apologise.” Taking off his sunglasses, he frowned for a moment before recognition lit his features. “You’re one of Aryan’s friends, na? From university?”

Adrien could only stare, dumbstruck. Lifting one shoulder in a half shrug, Adrien replied “uh…we were only classmates, really.”

“Haan, haan,” Shahrukh waved a hand dismissively. “I saw you at his graduation. You’re the…model na? France se?”

Adrien nodded. Before he could say anything else, he was almost bowled over once more, saved only by the small hands grabbing hold of his arms and steadying him before he could fall to the floor.

“There you are, Adrien!” Marinette exclaimed. “I was looking everywhere for you, come on let’s go get lunch–” she trailed off, inhaling sharply as she realised just who Adrien was talking to. Her grip tightened on his arm. “H-hi sir!” she managed to squeak out.

Shahrukh grinned. “Call me Shahrukh.” He turned to Adrien. “Your girlfriend?”

“ What-”

“Noo!”

They both spluttered at the same time, flushing red. “Adrien is just my…” Marinette hesitated for a brief second before continuing “Adrien is just my good friend.” She didn’t seem to notice the way he winced at the words as she turned to him, avoiding his gaze. “I’m just…go grab my bag. Meet me by the trailers?”

She didn’t wait for a response before practically running off in the opposite direction. If she had gone any faster, there would have been a trail of smoke behind her.

“Pasand karte ho usse?” “Do you like her?”

Adrien blinked. At his blank stare, Shahrukh went on “sorry, sorry…Hindi aati hai?” “sorry, sorry…do you know Hindi?”

“A little, yeah.” Adrien sighed “but the thing with Marinette, it’s uh…complicated.”

Complicated was an understatement.

How could he explain that they were a superhero duo who had been partners for six years, who had seen the best and worst of each other, and survived. Who had mutually chosen long ago not to pursue a relationship until their duties were complete, and now that they were…

Well Marinette had yet to bring the subject up, and Adrien was loath to risk damaging the dynamic they had together. He’d settle for being nothing more than a friend if it meant he could stay by her side forever.

But he couldn’t really tell Shahrukh Khan that. The man was looking at him with a bemused expression, a smile curling at his lips. With his hands shoved in his pockets, the actor looked effortlessly relaxed. If he hadn’t been on set with him all morning, Adrien wouldn’t have guessed that he’d spent hours and hours working up a sweat dancing under the blazing sun.

“Na,” Shahrukh shook his head, breaking Adrien out of his thoughts. "Dil kabhi complicated nahi hota. Haan, halaat ho sakte hai, lekin wo itni jaldi badalte hai ke dil ke mamle mein sirf halaat ko nahi dekhna chahiye. Rishte itne hi complicated hote hai jitna tum banao.”

“The heart is never complicated. Yes, circumstances can be, but they change so quickly that in matters of the heart they shouldn’t be the only thing to look at.Relationships are only as complicated as you make them.”

“Kal Ho Naa Ho, Om Shanti Om ne kuch bhi nahi sikhaya? Waqt ko zaya na karo, dil ki baat bahar nikalo yaar.” “Didn’t Kal Ho Naa Ho, or Om Shanti Om teach you anything? Don’t waste time, take out what's in your heart, my friend.”

He laughed then, and nodded at something over Adriens shoulder. “Jao. Woh dekh rahi hai tujhe.” “Go. She’s looking at you.”

Adrien was distracted during his lunch with Marinette, turning Shahrukh’s words over and over in his head. Of all the things he’d expected to happen today, getting relationship advice had been at the bottom of the list, but now that he’d gotten it, he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

As they walked back to the set, Marinette twined their fingers together, swinging their hands gently between them. The action emboldened him, and Adrien cleared his throat quietly. “Um…Marinette?”

“Yes?” She stopped, turning to face him curiously.

Adrien hesitated. Was he really going to do this? He'd held off from saying anything for so long, determined to let Marinette decide when and if she wanted to try dating him, but…

He licked his lips. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“I’m not dancing, Adrien! It’s not happening.”

A startled laugh escaped him at her words and he shook his head, snickering. “No, no, it’s not about that.”

“Oh? What is it then?”

This was it. Now or never.

"Doyouwanttogoonadatewithme?" Adrien blurted out in a rush. He took a deep breath. "That is...I-"

Marinette’s eyes widened, her mouth dropping open in shock. Quickly, Adrien began to backpedal, holding up his hands."Uh, obviously it's totally okay if you don't want to, i completely understand and I'll never ask again–"

And then Marinette grinned, wide and happy, stunning Adrien into silence. Surging forward, she enveloped him in a hug, squeezing him tightly. For a long moment, Adrien only stood there, too surprised to move until eventually, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close.

After what felt like an eternity, Marinette drew back just enough to gaze into his eyes, her own glittering with joy. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask me out? I was really worried for a while there.”

"What?!”

Marinette didn’t let go of his hand until they got back to set, and even then, they stood together as his makeup and hair got touched up, the two of them sneaking glances at each other, cheeks flushing when they got caught.

He’d never felt so delighted in his life, so happy and full of energy. He could dance all night and not get tired. Finally, when it was time to get in position, Marinette extricated herself from his side reluctantly. Immediately he felt the loss and couldn’t help but grab her by the wrist, stopping her for a moment.

“I’ll see you later,” Adrien murmured as she looked back at him. Impulsively, he leaned in, and pressed a kiss to her forehead, feeling a thrill go through him at the contact. From Marinette’s dazed expression, she had felt it as well.

“Okay,” she whispered, covering her flushed cheeks with her hands before disappearing into the crowd. Adrien watched her go until she was out of sight, and only then did he notice Shahrukh standing by the fountain in the middle of the square.

Raising his eyebrows, the actor’s question was clear. Adrien couldn’t help the goofy grin that spread across his face, raising his hand to give a thumbs up.

Thank you, Shahrukh Khan.

#banana writes 🍌#i gloat but this is quite possibly the stupidest thing ive ever written shdhd #i cant believe i cranked this out so fast as well spite really does make a great motivator #my fics #my writing

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