Day 3 - Embarrassing
Marinette awoke in the middle of a very large bed. She didn't know where she was. The bed was covered in rich satin sheets, a dark blue colour, with a thick down comforter spread over top. She tried to sit up, but her head started to spin wildly. She sank back down into the mattress with a groan.
A soft noise came from somewhere in the room and a shadow soon fell upon her head, giving her some shielding from the brightness of the sun. "Well, looks like you're finally among the land of the conscious." A soft male voice spoke.
Marinette groaned again. "If you can't magic away my headache, leave me alone."
"No can do Marinette," the soft voice spoke again. "We should get this into you. You'll feel better soon."
A couple of hands helped her to sit up and she felt a warm body close to hers, so she lent against it for support. A couple of headache pills were put into one of her hands and a glass of water was put in the other. Unthinkingly she swallowed the pills with the water and leaned back into the warm body by her side.
The warm body stiffened for a moment and then it took the glass of water out of her hand and leaned over somewhere to put the glass down.
"This is nice," Marinette whispered. "Can I go back to sleep right here?" She murmured.
"Unfortunately not. We should get you out of bed and get some food into you." The hands gently pushed Marinette up and the warm body tried to move away.
"Nooo," Marinette protested. She threw her arms around the warm body and snuggled closer, breathing in the sent of the person she was holding onto. It smelled of leather, alcohol, croissants and faintly of cheese.
As her brain processed the scent, the alcohol triggered a memory in her. Last night her, Alya, Nino and Adrien had gone out to celebrate her turning 18 a few days before. She had had her first 'mixed drink'. It had given her the courage to ask Adrien to dance.
After dancing for a bit she had another mixed drink, different from the first one she had had. They all talked for a bit and she had started her third drink, larger and more colourful than the others. About half an hour later she was completely sloshed and she found out that she was a light weight drinker. 3 drinks in 3 hours and she was all over Adrien.
Adrien had been a little embarrassed and Alya mentioned she'd take Marinette home. If they could get Marinette to let go of Adrien's arm. After a few minutes it looked like she wasn't giving up so Adrien said he'd take her home. They got her into his car and buckled in. As they were driving to the bakery Marinette had mentioned that her parents weren't home. They had gone out with her Uncle who was visiting from China again. They were taking in the sights in a small town for the day and were staying at a hotel overnight.
Adrien had said that he shouldn't leave Marinette alone while she was like that, and she had said back to him that she'd love to be alone with him. She had felt Adrien stiffen again and she tried to lean over to him and said she trusted being alone with him, after all, she loved him.
She didn't remember much after that other than waking up with a very pounding headache. She then realized, again, that she was in a bed. Clinging onto a warm, very male, body. She glanced down at herself and saw she was in a large t-shirt. She couldn't tell if she had any undergarments on. She slowly looked up and her blue eyes locked with green ones. A blush started across her cheeks.
A blush was also slowly creeping along the cheeks just under those green eyes and the soft voice said, "I'm guessing you're remembering some of last night?"
She nodded mutely, the blush getting darker.
"I'd like to inform you that nothing untowards happened. After you told me your folks were out of town I brought you here to my place. I didn't want to leave you alone to stumble around and possibly hurt yourself. Nathalie met us at the door and she helped you into that shirt." The blush on both sets of cheeks got darker.
"I helped Nathalie get you into the guest bedroom when you began to be uncooperative and you grabbed my waist and wouldn't let go." Adrien felt like his whole face was in flames, and Marinette's didn't look to much better to him.
"Nathalie saw that you weren't letting go and she said that as long as I left the door open then it shouldn't be a problem if I slept here with you. She doubted that you could do anything in that state anyway."
Adrien felt like the flames of his face were now up to the top of his head and all the way down to his stomach.
Marinette's eyes couldn't get any larger and she too felt like her whole body was in flames from sheer embarrassment. "Uh huh," she blindly muttered. Her mind wasn't there. It was off screaming, 'I slept with Adrien! I shared a bed with Adrien! And I can't remember ANY OF IT!' as it ran around somewhere where all lost minds went.
Adrien finally tore his gaze from Marinette and he continued while scratching the back of his head, "I managed to take of my shoes and top off so we could sleep easier and when I woke up about an hour ago I went and changed my shirt in my room. I came back here and watched some TV so you wouldn't be alone when you woke up. Nathalie brought you the pills about half an hour ago."
Marinette at this point realized that she was still holding Adrien as he sat beside her on the bed. Her brain suddenly ran back and slam dunked itself into her head. "Oh My God!" she squeaked. She let go of Adrien, grabbed the sheets, pulled them around herself and tired to stand up on the bed, but that didn't work out so she fell over. Adrien caught her before she could hit the floor.
Their faces were close. Neither breathed for a moment. Then Adrien seemed to compose himself. He placed Marinette on her feet as he stood up. He pulled the sheet around her tighter and stepped away.
"I'll let you get changed," he pointed to her clothes neatly folded on a dresser by the bed. "I'll wait outside the door and I'll take you down to get something to eat. You can call your parents and let them know where you are."
Marinette watched him walk away and out of the room. As he reached the door he turned back and said with an impish grin, "And maybe we can talk about you wanting to be alone with me."
Marinette silently screamed, she had never been so embarrassed before in all her life.
