A/N: Sequel to the other prompt.

Brotp: Alya and Marinette.

6. "Please don't tell anyone!" 11. "I'm pregnant."

"You're what?"

Marinette squeaked, clamping her best friend's mouth with her hand as she looked around to see if anyone heard. Then, she looked back to Alya with an exasperated look. "Please don't tell anyone."

Alya pulled away her hand. "Right, right, the whole paparazzi thing, got it," They spied the lounging people who had cameras in their hands outside the cafe, where they kept glancing at the two best friend's direction from the see through glass. "But this is so exciting!" She whispered enthusiastically, trying to keep her voice down from nosy people of shop. "Have you told Adrien?"

A fond smile took over her features, nodding as she settled back on her seat. "Yeah, he knows. He's afraid that he won't be a great dad though, since his relationship with Gabriel isn't exactly what you call smooth."

"Poor guy," Alya sympathised as she stirred the cup of coffee in her hand, the cafe's quiet atmosphere wasn't so quiet anymore as people start to notice who was in the cafe with them. The hiss of "Isn't that Marinette Dupain-Cheng?" "Her designs are amazing!" "Yeah, she's married to Adrien Agreste." could be heard from where they sat at the corner of the shop.

Alya snorted when she heard them. "Honestly, they couldn't keep their noses to themselves."

Marinette shifted in her seat, taking a cookie from the plate. "I'm hopping to keep this a secret from the media, at least, until my family knows first. I want them to know by our own mouths."

Alya nodded, watching Marinette taking a bite of her cookie. "I understand, they're like wolves once they hear this type of juicy news, I should know," She wiggled her eyebrows. "The competition of getting front seat is lethal."

Laughing quietly, Marinette finished off her cookie. "Oh, I remember. I had to pull you away from that crowd, almost got ourselves trampled back then just because you wanted to see Chat Noir taking down the giant lizard."

"Perfect imitation of Godzilla," Alya hummed as she remembered the memories. "One of my be videos to be uploaded. But we're not talking about me, we're talking about you," She gestured towards her friend. "You're pregnant!"

Marinette chuckled, chucking a crumpled tissue at her best friend's way that she showed her tongue at her. "I'm pregnant."

"Can I be godmother?" Alya wondered wistfully, staring at Marinette with an expectant expression on her face.

Marinette seemed to choked up for a while, before leaning across the table to hug Alya. "Of course you can," She rasped out, a hiccup coming out. "I never wanted anyone else."

"Hey now girl," Alya rubbed her back. "Don't cry on me, or my waterworks won't stop once you start."

"Sorry," Marinette apologised, leaning back as she rubbed her eye. "Pregnancy emotions."

Alya laughed. "That's my girl."