Chapter 7: BONUS: THURSDAY NIGHT
Adrien watched Marinette work busily at her desk while he laid across her chaise lounge. Plagg and Tikki were curled up on Marinette's bed, fast asleep. The clock read ten o'clock, far past the time that her parents would have been comfortable with a boy in her room. Still, Marinette demanded that he stayed, since they didn't know he was there in the first place. He promised not to make it a habit to sneak in her room through the balcony's trap door, but Marinette insisted that it stayed that way for a while.
He lazily scrolled through the LadyBlog, suddenly less interested in it now that he knew who Ladybug was. After a short while, he searched the web for something else to do. He ended up on wikiHow, hitting the "Surprise Me!" button at the bottom of each article he read.
He cringed at how difficult reupholstering a chair seemed.
"You know, Marinette, if you needed this chaise reupholstered, I think I just learned how to do that," he said, looking up at her.
"I'll be sure to call you in when I need that done," she replied shortly.
Adrien narrowed his eyes. It was cute watching her work, watching her be in her "zone", but her sense of humor was also diminished when her work ethic kicked in. He kept spouting jokes once in a while, but by the time the clock struck midnight, he had run out of things to do.
He pushed himself off of the chaise and crept over to her, sitting on the floor next to her chair.
"Are you almost done?"
"Not yet, kitty, almost."
He watched her pull back a sewing needle that was laced with bright green thread. He peered over the top of the table in an attempt to see what she was doing before she swatted him away.
"I thought you were trusting my judgement," she muttered.
"I am, but I'm bored now," he whined.
"Patience," she said, pulling the needle back again.
He leaned his head against her thigh and sighed. Marinette set her project down, lowering one hand to run it through his hair.
"I'm almost done," she said. "You're the one who wanted me to design your outfit for the masquerade, and I really wish you had given me more notice."
"I'm sorry," he said, looking up at her and giving an exaggerated pout. She giggled and mussed up his hair.
"It's weird, I thought you only liked this when you were Chat," she said, rubbing circles with her fingers.
"It feels nice," he said.
They sat in silence for a few minutes, Marinette drawing with one hand and stroking his hair with the other. He closed his eyes, leaning into her touch.
"I'll need you to stay until I'm done, to make sure everything fits," she said eventually, breaking the silence. "The dressform you stole from your dad isn't going to work for movement tests."
"Borrowed, secretly," he clarified, resting his chin on her thigh to look up at her. "And I'll stay with you all night if I have to."
She smiled down at him. "Come tell me that you think."
Adrien stood and leaned over the desk from behind her, placing one hand on either one of her shoulders.
"Show me what you've got, Mari."
A/N
Please, allow me to give you some fluff.
I got some mixed reactions to last chapter, but a lot of them were positive and very encouraging. After this bonus chapter, we have two more real chapters and one more bonus. After that, there may possibly be some kind of sequel...
But no promises! I'll leave it off in a place where it's totally satisfying as an actual, real ending.
I know I posted yesterday, but chapter 8 is almost finished, too.
As always, thank you all so much for the continued support and encouragement.
Also, as I mentioned before, I have an extremely sinful fanfiction I'm writing on the side, and I'm debating on whether or not I should post it for others to enjoy. Granted, it has little to no plot and it's basically a shitstorm of me writing whatever I want, however I want, and it's pretty darn fun. I wouldn't consider it a collection of oneshots, since there's a basic plot line that it'll be following, but the other thing to take into consideration is the mature content.
So please, discuss.
~Meeko
