Shivers wracked Marinette's being as she hurried to the Agreste manor, wincing at the hard bite of rain pounding on her. Of course it just started storming when she was almost there on her study date with Adrien. Huffing, she hurried along, grateful to find the gate opening the instant she drew near. Adrien opened the front door, eagerly awaiting with a towel in hand.

He quickly threw it over her when she was close, drying her as he lightly bids, "I hope you had a nice bird bath, Bluebird."

"Ha ha," she grumbles under the towel, huffing as he withdrew, leaving her hair a wild mess. She pursed her lips at his giggle.

Pulling her close, he bid, "Let's get you some dry clothes," and lead her to his room.

"Did you get all your physics homework done?" she asked, wincing as she left a dripping trail behind her.

"Oh yeah," he said, "you need help?"

"I would like that."

With a grin, he asked, "For free?"

"Adrien."

"I want payment Mari, you're making use of my brilliant intellect after all."

"Oh fine, what does the Handsome Fox want?"

"A kiss for every question," he said cheekily.

Juuno scoffs loudly from Marinette's purse. "You do that, you'll never get anything done."

Adrien pouts at the little pink bag. "We would too."

Marinette giggled, knowing that most likely, they wouldn't. Lately they've gotten a little too caught up in themselves. Reaching up, she lightly flicked his nose, bidding, "Dry clothes first, Foxy."

Blinking, he rolls his nose before agreeing, "As My Princess commands."

Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have her wearing his clothes.

It was far too appealing seeing her in his larger shirt, wearing his boxers, and having his scent wrapped around her like a blanket. He was far more focused on the crook of her neck and shoulder, lazily kissing and nipping the junction, trying hard not to smirk as he felt every twitch of her, trying hard to fight against the pleasure. "Adrien," she finally voiced tightly, blowing a shaky breath when he pressed a kiss behind her ear. "Seriously I need to get this doneek!" She squeaked when he nipped her earlobe.

He hums, his voice husky with desire. "We could get this done easily later."

Marinette purses her lips, fighting a loosing battle as she leans back into his caress, arcing her neck just a little to give him better access. "I... I would like to get it done now," she managed, humming as she slumps against him, "more, more time for this later..."

She feels and hears his chuckling growl, shivering slightly at the sensation. "Why wait?" he murmurs into her shoulder, giving it a light nip, then soothed it with a lick.

A stern voice clears, making the two teens stiffen.

They look over, seeing Gabriel Agreste standing there, pale brow raised.

"P-Pere," Adrien awkwardly greets, while Marinette hunches away, blushing under the man's stern stare, taking in her wearing his son's clothes. Adrien shifts, sitting in front of Marinette, torn between pouting and sheepish.

"What is going on?" Gabriel asks. "For this doesn't look like the 'studying' I was informed was going to be happening today."

"Uh, w-well..."

"And where are your clothes, Mlle Dupain-Cheng?"

"I-in the dryer, they, they had gotten soaked through in the storm..." Everything she brought had been pretty much tossed in, and even Juuno opted to stay there, soak in the warmth of the machine and chase the shivers away from his small body.

"I see." With a slant of his eyes, Gabriel bids, "If you two would, move into the dining room and continue your studies there. Mlle Dupain-Cheng, I'll check and see if your clothes are dried and ready."

"Th-thank you sir," she stutters.

With a nod, Gabriel left, leaving the flustered teens alone.

"Damnit all," Adrien mutters.

Marinette gave a weak chuckle, booping her head against his shoulder. "We'll continue it later," she reassures.

"Well that was a fun day," Marinette huffs. Caught in her boyfriend's clothes by his father, and her idol.

How embarrassing.

She sets her purse on her desk and goes and flops on her chaise. "No comment Juuni? I would've thought you'd have something to say..."

Only silence rang out in the room, giving Marinette a start. Rising slightly, she looked to her purse, calling, "Juuno?"

No answer still.

She got up, hurrying to her purse and snapping it open.

There was no little blue god peering back.

Just dark, empty space.

Jacket.

Maybe he was in her jacket.

She rushed to it, frantically scouring the pockets, but no kwami greeted her, no soft body moving under her fingers.

Just empty pockets.

Marinette's mind flew frantically. Maybe, maybe he had fallen asleep snuggling with Vixx. Maybe he didn't notice that she had left, maybe he was still there, just waiting for her to return.

Yes, that was it.

He was with Adrien and Vixx.

Juuno was fine.

He had to be.

She'll just go and call and check and...

Marinette stiffened for two reasons.

She had left her cell at Adrien's. That was clear by how she couldn't find it.

And a spot on her shirt, a spot that was usually covered by a pasty, plain white jewel was empty.

Her miraculous was gone.