Disclaimer: I don't own. At all.

AN: With ML coming to Netflix on Valentines Day, I figured that it was worth celebrating. This particular pairing owes it's existence to a review I left on Fragile Memories stork, Work In Progress. Enjoy this little drabble

Sabrina wasn't entirely sure HOW it started or WHEN. She wasn't even sure WHY it started for that matter. There was no rhyme or reason behind it, no sensible connection of any kind. In fact, she would have to say that out of all the people in her school, she would have to say that the current object of her affections was the one least likely to return them.

Sabrina was well aware of her attraction to girls instead of boys. There had been a rather painful period of acceptance for herself and then there was her almost embarrassing crush on her teacher Mrs Bustier. (And Mrs Mendeleieve. She was a sucker for those glasses she wore.) But there were no warning signs this time, nothing to hint that she should fall for her of all people. In fact, everything about the other girl should have kept her away and yet it didn't.

Instead, Sabrina found herself wondering what it would be like to kiss those lips, to stare into the other girl's eyes and get lost in their depths. Class was practically torturous, a burning desire to stare at the other girl wrestling with her need to stay focused on what was in front of her.

The other girl had no idea of course (Oh God, Sabrina HOPED that she had no idea) She was thankfully as oblivious as Adrien Agreste was and Sabrina expected it to stay that way really. Everyone looked past Sabrina and saw Chloe. Why would her crush be any different?

But even as she tried to deny it, she could not. Try as she might, she couldn't deny her feelings, at least, not to herself.

Sabrina Raincomprix was head over heels in love with Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

And no matter how much she tried to deny it, no matter how much she told herself that it was impossible, that Marinette was her ENEMY and CHLOE hated her with a passion and that there was no way in Hell that Marinette even swung that way, it didn't matter.

Sabrina was trapped in the blue-eyed pull of Marinette Dupain-Cheng. And if she was honest with herself, she didn't really want to break free of it.