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Inspired by this.
Adrien had always transformed alone. Well, with Plagg as well, but without any other human contact. Adrien had always also found nothing wrong with himself or his surroundings before and after he had transformed in said environment, except maybe the occasional static shock once or twice.
The moment Ladybug and Chat had finally revealed their identities to each other, Adrien had been over the moon. It was fantastic, it was perfect, his best friend (who he may or may not have harboured secret feelings for) was also the love of his life (who he definitely harboured feelings for).
The first time the decided to transform together, Adrien thought his heart would burst. They had sneaked away from class and ended up meeting each other in front of an empty bathroom. Ducking in, Adrien couldn't help but link hands as they called upon their respective Kwamis.
Things were fine and dandy when Adrien closed his eyes during his transformation. He vaguely remembered Plagg sniggering as he was sucked into the ring.
Until suddenly, Marinette's hand became a vice on his, "Chat."
Distracted by the Akuma drama unfolding outside the classroom windows, Adrien didn't get a chance to look at his Lady Love in all her glory. Facing the windows but still holding her by hand, he craned his neck to look out the narrow bathroom window.
"Chat."
Suddenly aware of the building pressure on his arm, Adrien takes a look down at their interlinked hands and then up to Ladybug's thoroughly unimpressed face, where his jaw promptly drops with a terrible mix of horror and hilarity, his brain ping-ponging between laughing and apologising -
-because Marinette looks like she's touching a Van de Graff generator. Her hair is as straight as rulers, pointing in all directions at the same time, and suddenly the only thing he can hear in his head is the hooting of Plagg's laughter and the words, "happens every time."
Adrien had always transformed alone. Well, with Plagg as well, but without any other human contact. Adrien had always also found nothing wrong with himself or his surroundings before and after he had transformed in said environment, except maybe the occasional static shock once or twice. Because Adrien wasn't aware that his transformation was really electric.
Electric enough for his lady to lob him over the head with her bandalore.
He deserved that. Plagg was going to suffer tonight.