Seat Buddies: TGV Trip!

(TGV: High speed train, train de grande vitesse)

"Isn't it way to early for a trip?" Marinette asked to Alya besides her after the lesson finished. She wasn't complaining, but just a month after school started was really odd. Alya shrugged at her.

"You aren't exited Marinette?" Adrien asked at her. She looked at him, and for some reason she didn't stutter or turned as red as a tomato.

"I am, but it's strange." She replied, and felt like she repeated herself. Nino looked at Alya surprised, something Marinette noticed.

"Well, don't worry, is a short trip. We'll be back soon enough." The blonde sunshine smiled assuring her. Alya talked with the bluenette exited about the trip; the future reporter had a great idea: "Marinette you should bring some pastries to the train, I'm sure they would be welcomed by everyone, specially me! Your seat buddy!"

Mari rolled her eyes but would make sure to bring something for the trip, she was a better traveler with a full stomach. Her parents were so exited about her trip to London, and where super supportive and willing to give their daughter much more money than she needed to survive a week comfortably.

With a pink travel mug full of tea she sat in her seat next to Alya, who looked grumpy. The bluenette was immerse in the 6 am landscape, drifting slowly to an attentive sleep. She heard shifting at her side, grumbling she opened her eyes and found Adrien by her side. She almost sat up with a jump, but carried on with her coolness.

"Hey." She mumbled at Adrien. He smiled weakly, clearly he wanted to sleep more, as any teenager in the train. Marinette was wide awake now, and wouldn't, couldn't, fall asleep. She took out her sketchbook and drew smoothly in the paper, watching the landscape as to get some inspiration.

It was charming, Adrien conclude, as he sneaked glances at her sketchbook and mostly at her face. He slowly fell asleep until a pleasant smell reached his nose. It was sweet, it smelled like Marinette but he was sure it wasn't her. He half opened his eyes and eyed the best thing that could ever happen to him.

Unsupervised of his horrible diets, he had to cough to cover his stomach rumbles. Marinette turned at him and with the most angelic smile offered a fresh croissant. She knew he liked croissants, but his little secret was that he absolutely loved the Dupain-Cheng's croissants more than any other from Paris. He could feel the love and warmness in every bite.

Without hesitation he took the croissant but sat up to look for a coffee at the buffet car. When he returned he had steaming coffee in one hand and Marinette's favorite chocolate on the other.

"You are the best seat buddy I could have hoped for." He complimented handing the chocolate at her. Marinette's cheeks were a little pink and she accepted the gift, putting it away in her bag.

"You are really hungry" she commented and at his embarrassment she added: "Please eat as much as you want! I brought them for Alya, but she replaced me for Nino. And you are much better than her anyway" she joked loud enough for her to hear. "Have you seen her grumpy face?"

"Don't even remind me, that grumpy face made me run from my seat." He laughed.