It was Sunday afternoon, Marinette was cleaning the main counter in the bakery as she awaited for the rush hour to start. People was often surprised to hear one of the worst days in the bakery was Sunday afternoon. She remembered all she did this summer break. The trip felt as a bittersweet memory in her head; it was amazing, the festival, meeting Luka, getting drunk and having great food with her friends. Saying goodbye with a cry and what came next was not so amazing. She would be resuming her semester in college, hopeful to meet again most of her classmates, they would distract them a little.

The trip had been almost at the beginning of their break. They all agreed, well Marinette and Nino agreed, they should travel to Toulouse for the festival. Adrien and Alya naturally followed, they weren't really exited for the music festival but they would probably tag along anyway. Being all almost full adults, between the ages of 21 and 22, they had jobs and were able to take the trip. Adrien's father was really protective of his son and decided to pay for the hotel rooms for all the teenager because Adrien would only sleep wherever his friends sleep.

When they returned, although Marinette's heart was feeling blue, she had all summer ahead of her and wasn't heart broken. She worked on her designs with her favorite songs, skipping Paris Thunder Eye's whenever she realized it was playing, she mostly didn't realize as she was so focused. She was working on three designs that where mandatory for a job interview for Gabriel's internship. She had to design casual clothing, a gala look and something of her preference. She finished in a record time, and had way too many time for herself.

She procrastinated most of her time, and now, a week before college started again she regretted not exploring France like she wanted to do. Rush hour was as exhausting and stressing as always, people came in and out, sometimes usual costumers, more often new and unknown costumers. All of them were delighted with the shop, some left with the promise of coming back.

Just when she was about to close someone came through the door, Marinette contained a sighed and painted her best smile. When she saw who was, her smile was genuine.

"Oh mon dieu! Juleka, hi!" The bluenette cheered. Juleka smiled and answered her greetings. They caught up in their life in general while Marinette arranged a couple of pastries Juleka wanted. Her style, Marinette observed, didn't change much. Her hair was shorter, above her shoulders, and now it was all violet, Mari could see both of her hazel eyes. She still used dark clothes, but now they looked more professional.

"You know, we are going out with the girls tonight. I think all of us are going, Rose was sending messages out, even Alya will probably come, I bet she already invited you. If you don't wanna come that's okay, its really sudden!" She started blubbering and Marinette laughed it off.

"Yeah! Sure, tell me when and where and I'll be there!" Marinette smiled thinking what she'll wear already.

"I'll pick you up at 10 if that's okay, I got to get Rose and you are in the way, your apartment is near here right?" Marinette smiled even more and nodded, sweet! With a wave and after they checked their phone numbers where still the same, and sent her new address, Marinette jumped up and down, closing the store happy and running to her apartment after bidding goodbye to her parents upstairs.

Marinette looked at herself in the mirror for the millionth time. She was a little unsure, but Alya told her, the shorter the skirt the better the flirt. Marinette laughed it off and called that a lie, still wearing her navy blue cocktail scoop-neck dress, ending a hand before her knee. Her red heals where a bit daring, they matched with her cute red lips. Her purse was black, and she made sure to drop her wallet and phone there before heading out and entering Juleka's car.

"Oh shoot, I forgot my wallet, Rose is gonna kill me." Juleka mumbled to herself. It was earlier than 10, so Marinette though.

"We can go to your place, we are early, I'm sure Rose will be okay with it." The bluenette suggested. Juleka agreed with her and drove as quickly as legally possible to her boat house, she still lived with her mother. Loud music and laughter came from the boat, Marinette could hear as she walked along Juleka.

"Oh yeah, my brother was having a little party with his friends, I hope you don't mind. I won't be long." Marinette face went pale… wait a minute.

"Your b-brother?"

"Yeah, Luka, you never met right?" Juleka asked, looking for her keys a few steps before reaching the boat. Just at the entrance, before steeping to the board, Marinette stood still.

"I'll wait here Ju, I don't want to stay longer that we need to." The bluenette smiled and ignored the questioning glance from the violet haired girl. She just shrugged and went inside; Marinette heard the quiet voice of the girl, trying to talk above the music and dreading who may come from the door she just looked away, turned around and waited. After a minute or so she heard the door opening and closing.

"Ju, thank god you are back, let's go." She breathed out, turning around. What she saw on the other side of the plank was not Juleka. God dammit.

"Nah, sorry angel, my name's not Ju." Slurring his words, a very pale and damaged Luka stared at her. He was about to cross the plank and Marinette had to literally catch him before he fell off to the river. "Unhand me miss! I'm not a sssluut!" Mari safely and steadily, as if she was treating with a really sensible kitty, pushed him towards the inside of the boat.

"Sorry sir, I didn't want you to fall down the river." She told him hiding a smile. Luka looked at her for a second. Marinette however, really observant as she was, saw a shimmer near his nose. Little bit of violet glitter left just below his nose. "Dammit Luka!" She groaned as she realized what he did. "Please tell me this is the first time. Please tell me you didn't consume much, and please for the love of god tell me you won't do it again." Luka looked at her puzzled then smiled.

"Aren't you cute?" He said caressing one of her cheeks. "With that frown upon your face and those cute red lips, oh I missed you so much." Marinette heart almost skipped a beat, if it weren't for his state she would've kissed him and hug him, but right now she was disappointed and worried to death.

"Hey Mari, ready to go?" Juleka asked before looking at the scene. "Oh sorry, need a minute?" She asked embarrassed, not used to see her brother so cozy with someone else.

"Actually I need some help, can we go back to my apartment?" Marinette asked as apologetically as she could manage. "We are taking Luka with us, I'll leave him there, he can't stay here." Without hesitation or questioning Juleka drove them back to Marinette's apartment. She even helped the bluenette taking him up.

After giving the idea a few spins in her head, she decided to stay. She didn't want a sobered up Luka to wake up somewhere unknown to him alone. She had to stay there and wait till he was more coherent to talk and sort things out. Juleka understood and bid adieu with a promise of getting together with the rest of the girls any other day before summer ended.

Now on her couch was now an incoherent handsome man, wrapped in a blanket she had given him. She sat down beside him, taking off her heals and earrings, trying to get as comfortable as she could.

"I wrote a song about you." Luka suddenly told her, in such a serene tone she thought he was sober just beside her, like when they where together on that first picnic.

"You did?" Marinette asked leaning a little against him, as carefully as to not disturb him. He moved a little and laid on his side, looking at Marinette with no scruples.

"It will be in the next album. It'll probably be the single. I can hum it for you." He said sweetly, reaching a frigid hand to hers. The bluenette reached to his hair, after giving his pleading hand a gentle squeeze. She ran her fingers through his hair as he hummed the new song to Marinette. It could be a delirium or it may be true, either way it was beautiful. Not long after, Luka fell asleep; Marinette simply gave him a kiss in his forehead and left to put on her pajamas.

"Why did you left?" A voice crept behind her just as she finished putting on her pajama's t-shirt. She blushed deep red as she had no pants on, not that Luka noticed in such a sleepy state.

"Shush, go back to sleep." Marinette voiced weakly, as to not startle him. Luka mumbled an okay and dropped in Marinette's bed. She rolled her eyes as she plopped in bed with him, centimeters away of him. "Goodnight Luka." She bid as she closed her eyes. Not a minute later she felt Luka's arms snake around her waist, holding her in a gentle embrace.

"Goodnight Angel" he said softly, a kiss to the top of her head.