Sweet Tooth: Adrien likes everything in the bakery. Feed him please.
Marinette had no problem when her friends awed at her parent's patisseries, what she didn't like was seeing how Adrien drooled for one croissant but refused to take one. He had said something like he was in a strict dietary regimen, according to his nutritionist he had gained some weight in London.
To be fair, Adrien didn't look like he had gained weight, he looked just fine, but orders were orders. Until Marinette found some way to crack his diet and feed him already. Her mom looked at her, then at Adrien and sighed.
"Adrien, honey, I insist, you can choose anything you like completely free." Sabine repeated with a sweet, motherly smile.
"You are really kind Ms. Cheng, but I'm afraid I won't contain myself if I eat just a small bite." Marinette shook her head slowly. Alya and Nino were late, completely on purpose according to Alya's suggestive texts, so she had to kill some time with Adrien, not that she minded at all.
"Adrien, could you help me in the kitchen?" Mari offered, coming up with a brilliant idea. For her, nothing opened and tempted a stomach more than cooking and smelling the freshly baked goods. After deliberating in her head what to cook, she decided for cookies. Tikki needed to refill her stash and they were easy and quick to make and bake. She took all the ingredients and handed Adrien a blue apron. "Look at you, looking like a… cooking model?" She smirked as she tied her pink polka dot apron.
"And you look so… Marinette." He replied with no mock in his voice, being completely genuine with a silly smile. "Alright, how do we start?"
"I'll measure the ingredients. Then you'll mix them while I prepare the oven and the cooking sheet. You'll put them in the oven and then we are completely done." Marinette listed, making it as simple as it was.
Butter here and there, some sugar and flour later Adrien was mixing all the mixture. Marinette couldn't obviate her eyes from looking at the way Adrien's biceps down his black shirt contracted when he mixed. Almost drooling, and maybe watching a little too much, Marinette snapped back to earth, to scoop the mixture and drop little balls of cookie dough in the cooking sheet.
As she did, Adrien seized the opportunity to look at her. She had little flour in her face and hair somehow. The apron, surely done by her, fitted her perfectly and although it was a really cute design, Adrien couldn't stop thinking on how good she looked in it. He was so lost in his thoughts that not only he didn't notice Marinette caught him red handed, but he didn't see how she sneakily scooped a little of dough with her finger. He wasn't fast enough to move, and so the bluenette smudge his cheek with cookies.
"Oh no, you didn't." Adrien chuckled touching the food in his face with delicacy. "I can't eat this, I'll break the diet." He approached Marinette slowly, laying smoothly in the counter.
"I can't do anything about it." She shrugged it off, looking at the damage she made. "You'll have to eat it."
"You could eat it." Adrien suggested with a fun glint in his eyes; his objective, making Marinette blush, succeeded. Now, phase two.
"From your face?! Agreste that's gross!" She laughed so loud she almost cried, making his friend melt at that sight. God I love her so much. He though while joining her laugh. Few seconds later Adrien was free of butter, and looked at Marinette while she baked the first batch of cookies. "Alya and Nino are sure taking forever." She commented to Adrien while she stood at his side. He nodded and checked his phone for any missed calls or messages. He had nothing, and shook his head; Marinette sighed but then smiled. She offered something to drink as they waited for the cookies.
"Wait, Marinette, you got something there." Adrien noted, telling her where the flour was. He reached for her cheek and dusted the flour off of her pretty rosy cheeks, he couldn't, wouldn't, however retreat his hand. He caressed and skipped a beat when Marinette closed her eyes and leaned further in his touch.
Slowly, but steadily, both started approaching each other. Adrien looked into Marinette's eyes searching for regret or anything that would make him stop, but her eyes were sparkly and made him feel warm. The blonde felt Mari's hand upon his, making him proceed with confidence.
"Adrien" the bluenette hummed. Both breathings stopped at the same time, their lips almost caressed, their noses touched gently—
"Hey gurl!" Alya chanted from the front door. Marinette and Adrien flinched away from each other like the touch burned their souls. Both were a deep crimson color although the looks they sent each other were far away from being shy. Both clearly tried to transmit the same thing: "Unfinished business."
"Hey Alya, hey Nino." Marinette greeted with a cute smile. After Sabine came to handle the cookies, and after Marinette sneaked some goodies, the four of them climbed up stairs to the bluenette's balcony, to enjoy one of the most beautiful summer days.
"Dude, you want a cookie?" Nino asked as the girls climbed down to get some coffee and tea.
"Yes, please give me a million." Adrien whined with a huff.
"You stress eating?" The DJ asked curiously.
"Kind of." The blonde shrugged devouring the cookie.
How would he handle his situation with Marinette now? Will they still be friends? Does Marinette care enough about him to even be thinking about it right now?
Yes she is, she is dying.