Disclaimer: I do not own MLB or any of it's characters. If I did Adrien and Marinette would be canonically married right now. :D
Adrien's eyes fluttered open at the blaring alarm on his nightstand. He yawned, reaching out to hit the snooze, rubbing his eyes as he slowly woke up. He shivered, and glanced out his window to see permafrost on the glass. He grinned. Most people hated the cold, but to Adrien it meant he got to wear his favorite scarf again.
He ran to his dresser, throwing on his normal jeans and T-shirt, slinging on a white jacket. He reached into the top drawer, removing the bright blue scarf and beaming at it before slinging it around his shoulders. Maybe it was silly to get so excited about a scarf, but this scarf was special, an actual present from his father, something he couldn't remember getting for years.
He finished tying his shoes as Plagg woke up, yawning and, as expected, immediately whining for his morning dose of camembert.
"I asked the cook to leave a plate of cheese on the table by the door last night, Plagg. It's over there." Adrien said, watching as his kwami let out a happy squeal, and dove into the pile of stinky cheese. Plagg floated out of the pile, mouth stuffed, and noticed his holder's new attire. "Snazzy scarf. That the one your dad gave you last year?"
"Yep! And now I get to wear it again. Finish up, Plagg, I don't want to be late for school." He said, still grinning.
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Adrien made sure Plagg was comfortably snuggled in his pocket before going downstairs, saying a quick good morning to Nathalie and grabbing a croissant as he got into the car with Gorilla.
He gazed out the window as he was driven to school. Paris was beautiful in the winter, the people sporting stylish new winter jackets and hats and scarfs, the frostiness against the glass and grass, the crisp chill in the air, the hint of snow against the rooftops. He sighed as he spotted Chloe Bourgeois waiting by the stairs of the school for Sabrina, who was carrying both their bags. Maybe there was a way to sneak by this time…
His eyes lit up at the sight of his friends on the other side of the stairs, talking and laughing about something. "Hey, Gorilla? Can you drop me off over there? By Nino and the girls?" His driver/bodyguard grunted, complying and parking next to them. "Thanks, see you this afternoon! By Gorilla!" He said, exiting the car.
He was now used to Marinette's mannerisms around him, so he didn't think twice of the sharp squeak he heard as he approached them. "Hey guys!" he greeted.
"Hey Adrien!" Alya greeted, followed by a "S'up bro?" from Nino and a quiet "Hi Adrien." from Marinette. Alya's eyes fell to his scarf. "Hey, cool scarf."
Adrien smiled. "Yeah, it's my favorite scarf." He replied, oblivious to Marinette's wide smile at his comment. "I still can't believe my Dad got me this, it's awesome."
"Yeah, it is. Looks good too." Nino commented. Adrien's eyes wandered over to Chloe, who was still watching for Adrien's limo. Nino followed his gaze. "I think we can sneak you past." He whispered. "Keep your head down."
Adrien grinned, laughing a little as he ducked his head. "Thanks. Normally I wouldn't mind, but I'm in too good of a mood today to hear 'Adrikens!'" This earned a laugh from the others as they got inside the school, and Adrien lifted his head up. They walked together to class, Nino striking up a conversation about the upcoming class project.
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The teacher decided to give them a free period as she graded papers. Adrien decided to use the time daydreaming. Tonight was patrol night, he would get to see his Lady again. He closed his eyes, imagining runnin behind her as her pigtails bounced with each leap, the moonlight…
He was torn from his thoughts from Nino snapping his fingers by his ear. "Hellooo? Earth to Adrien?"
"Wha… yeah? What?" He responded, waking from his dream. He had actually fallen asleep.
"I asked if you're up for hanging out on Saturday. My parents just got a new TV, it's awesome! I was thinking we could play videogames." His friend repeated, grinning.
"That sounds fun! I'm doing a photoshoot that afternoon, but I'm free after 2:30, is that okay?" He asked, Nino nodding to show that it was.
Alya leaned over her and Marinette's desk. "So, Adrien. Are you gonna model the scarf for any of your shoots?" She prodded, wanting to return Marinette's grin from earlier when Adrien had complimented the scarf.
"My dad really only wants me to model the clothes he releases. I think this was custom made, the design is so unique, and he never released it to the public. My dad actually made me a whole new design!" He said, smiling. "It's comfortable, it's warm, it's looks great, it's a masterpiece. I probably would have encouraged him to release it if I didn't love the novelty of it being one of a kind." Marinette was working to hide the immense grin spreading across her face.
Alya was smirking. "Yeah, it really is a masterpiece. You look good in it, doesn't he Marinette?"
Marinette's face, somehow, turned even redder. "Y-yeah! You do look ho… Great in it! Not that you're not… I mean it looks… you look good." She finished meekly.
He smiled at her, and turned his attention back to Nino. "So, Saturday at 2:30. Sounds good, I'll let Nathalie know." He said.
Nino nodded and grinned, then turned to Alya as Adrien returned to his daydream. He is so oblivious. He mouthed.
Shut your face. She mouthed back, glancing sideways at Marinette who was staring shamelessly at the back of Adrien's head.
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Adrien double checked to make sure all his homework was in his bag before shutting his locker. Nino was waiting next to him, bobbing his head to unknown music from his headphones. Adrien tapped his shoulder to let him know he was done, and Nino lowered the headset to walk with his friend. Nino glanced at the scarf. "So… do you… uh… ever wear that around your Dad?"
Adrien nodded. "Yeah, I did last winter during shoots and parties and such."
"And… did he ever comment on it?"
"No. But I didn't expect him too. You know he's not the emotional type, so I never really expected him to acknowledge my wearing it." He sighed. "I'm not sure he actually noticed I was wearing it." He added sadly. Then his face perked up. "But again, I wasn't expecting him too. I'm fine enjoying it on my own. Besides, he's never really acknowledged even his best works, just focusing on making the next piece."
Nino nodded, looking at the scarf. "Yeah, Marinette did an awesome job." He said. He was confused as to why Adrien suddenly froze. "What?"
Adrien slowly turned to look at him. "What did you say?"
Nino went over the conversation in his head, then paled as he realized he had said that out loud. "Uhhhh…" Uh oh.
And that's the first chapter! Let me know what you thought!