Marinette stared at her closet door. It was a nice door, with little flower stickers attached to the painted wood. It was pink, much like everything in her room was. She was sitting in her computer chair. Eyes firmly glued to her closet door. It was a great door.

"Marinette? Are you okay?"

"Door! I- I mean, Do you want a drink? Adrien?" The dark haired girl scrambled to her feet. Her crush was sitting on the floor with his textbook open. Because they were supposed to be doing a project together. She couldn't turn her computer on with him in the room, though. Her background image was a collage of his modelling photos. That felt a little weird now that he was in her room in person.

"I think I'm alright. Thank you, though."

"Good, great! I'll just get one for myself, then." Marinette nearly sprinted into the hallway to keep the blonde from seeing her blush. Gosh, she was a mess. She got a drink from the kitchen, firmly ignoring her mother's wiggling eyebrows.

By the time she had finished, she was a little calmer and definitely less red. You can do it, he's just a boy. You can do it, he's just a boy! The blue eyed girl trotted up the stairs, resolve holding firm until she went back into her bedroom.

Adrien was laying on his stomach, ankles crossed in the air as he chewed scholastically on his pencil's eraser. Even when he wasn't posing for a camera he looked like a model. Marinette shook her head, then turned her computer on.

The first thing she did was change the background into a pink and white polka-dot type thing. That, at least, matched the decor of her room and made her feel less creepy about herself. Then she got to looking things up and sharing information with her project partner.

After an hour, all the butterflies that came with talking to him were gone and she was on a roll with the powerpoint presentation. Everything was clicking into place until the blonde hovered over her shoulder and started offering advice on what theme to use.

She felt her cheeks get red. Crud.

"And if you move that picture here, we'll have room for that errant bullet point!"

She pressed a cold hand to her cheek and moved some things around.

"Are you okay? Do you have a fever?"

Adrien's dreamy green eyes appeared in front of her face. He was close enough to kiss… Which was way too close. Marinette tried to roll the seat backwards a little bit, but his feet stopped the wheels from moving more than a centimeter. She looked down at her lap.

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure? I can go if you're not feeling well." He had concern all over his face. It was adorable.

"Really! I just want to get this done!" She closed her eyes.

"Okay, then." He stepped away to pack his notes into his bag. Marinette took a few seconds to get her anxious heart to calm down. She finished the powerpoint half an hour after that, just in time for her mother to knock on the door.

"Yeah?" Marinette shut her computer off as Adrien tugged his backpack onto a shoulder.

"Dinner is ready for you two! Come eat!"

Marinette hadn't been expecting her crush to stay until dinner. She glanced at the blonde, who looked away.

"I can eat at home, honestl-"

"No, you should stay! Mom's a great cook, you'll love it!" She knew she was starting to flush again. Ugh.

"Well, I suppose she did go to the trouble of making a portion for me… I don't want to be rude."

The dark haired girl gave him a cheery smile, "That's the spirit! Come on!" She opened the door for him, then followed him to the table.

Dinner was incredibly quiet, but not in a bad way. Well, it was a little awkward, but she didn't think that it was his fault. She decided to start up a conversation.

"So, uh, we don't get to talk all that much, Adrien! Are you excited for winter break next week?"

He shrugged, "I mean, I have a lot of work during the break. Since there's no school and everything."

"Ooooh…" That made sense. Being a teenage model was hard work.

"How about you?"

"Oh, I'm just celebrating the holidays with my family. You know. Maybe you could join us for ice skating on New Years?" Why did she say that?

"If your family doesn't mind." Stop talking, Marinette!

"If you have time." She shut her mouth. Adrien looked genuinely happy, though.

"I'd love to! I'll send you an e-mail if I have time."

Did she just score some sort of date with Adrien?

"Sounds great! I can't wait!" She just scored some kind of date with Adrien!

They finished eating and chatted some more, then he had to go home. Marinette shook his hand and they wished each other luck on the project. They would do well. It was impossible for her to think negatively when she was so happy!