Letters

Genre: Romance

Disclaimer: I don't own this show

Pairings: Adrienette/Adrinette

He balanced his pen between his fingers, before tapping it against the desk. He sighed before lifting his other arm, perching it up on the desk, and letting his head rest against the palm of his hand. He glanced over at Nino who clearly had a lot to write. He shifted his attention to Ms. Bustier who already had her eyes on him, signaling him to write whatever he could on his blank piece of paper.

He supposed he'd humor himself. She was going to get rid of their papers anyway.

Kagami. She's great. She's an excellent fencing partner…

He tapped his pen against the desk once more. She's really nice and cares a lot for me…

He didn't think it was going to be this hard writing about his supposed girlfriend. Maybe it would be easier for him to write about his friends first. Everyone had to be struggling with their assignment. Maybe they weren't even writing about that special someone. Maybe they were writing random things so that Ms. Bustier wouldn't stare at them until they wrote something.

"Okay," Adrien thought. "I'll write about all my classmates first."

Nino is awesome. He's my first real friend after Chloe and he makes awesome beats.

Chloe can be rough around the edges, but she's actually really soft-hearted. She just doesn't like to show it.

I don't know Sabrina that well, but she's a great friend to Chloe.

He continued to write nice things about his classmates, until deciding to go back to the original assignment.

Kagami. Kagami. Kagami. She's a great girlfriend. I like her because…

"Gahh!" Marinette yelped.

Adrien dropped his pen in surprise and turned around to see Alya leaning over to Marinette's side of her desk, holding onto a water bottle that was slowly dripping over Marinette's notebook.

"I knew you shouldn't have brought a drink to class," said Alya, carefully placing the bottle back on the table as Marinette scrambled through her purse, pulling out some napkins.

"Typical Dupain-Cheng!" Chloe yelled out before rolling her eyes. "I was actually getting into the assignment! Hurry up and clean your mess."

"Settle down," said Ms. Bustier. "It's a simple mishap."

"I'm-I'm sorry!" Marinette profusely apologized. "I just need to find the lid." She began to look all over and under her desk as Alya continued to wipe up her mess.

Adrien chuckled before turning back to face the front of the room. He peered to his right, noticing the lid at the steps near his desk. He leaned over, picked it up, and turned around, holding it out to the panicking girl.

"Here, Marinette," he said with a smile.

"Oh! Adrien you thanks!" She blurted out, reaching over to grab it, almost knocking over her bottle again in the progress. "I mean, Thank you, Adrien!" She giggled awkwardly as their classmates began to laugh at her clumsiness.

Alya was quick to notice, and got a good grip on it before it was able to make a bigger mess than it already did. "Okay, girl. I am keeping this on my side. You've done enough." Alya grabbed the cap from Adrien and screwed it back on the bottle before moving it to the far corner on her side.

"I'm sorry," Marinette apologized once more.

"It's okay. I know you're flustered cause of who you're writing about." Alya said quietly.

"Stop!" Marinette's face began to turn bright red. She grabbed her eraser and began to vigorously erase a portion of it.

Adrien smiled. Marinette seemed to no longer notice that he was there. She seemed to have a lot to write about. Adrien turned back in his seat and picked up his pen.

Marinette.

She's clumsy. I like it when she sits alone on a bench, creating some designs. She looks so peaceful. I occasionally like to scare her when she's in the zone. Her reactions are funny.

She's really good at playing video games. I remember playing Ultimate Mecha Strike III with her. I did not expect her to be that good.

Not to mention, she's great a baking. Well… that comes with having a father who's the greatest baker in Paris.

She's also passionate about everything she does. She's our class representative, and she stood up to Chloe many times.

She's also a really good friend. She's helped Nathaniel find someone who would write for his drawings. She gave up her spot in the gaming tournament to let Max play. She helped me when I was trying to escape my crazy fans.

Marinette's really awesome.

Luka's a really lucky guy. Anyone would be lucky to have Marinette as a girlfriend.

I wish that she could be mi-

"Okay, everyone! Times up!" Ms. Bustier called out, standing from her desk and walking to the front of it. "I'm sure everyone wrote something that others don't want to know about." She leaned down, grabbing a large garbage can. "Crumple them up and toss them in!"

"Good, cause this was hard!" Max called out, crumpling his paper up.

"I thought this was easy," said Kim.

"That's cause you have a girlfriend."

Ms. Bustier chuckled as a couple of the students stood from their seats, tossing their paper into the bin. "I hope you guys learned something about yourself. Writing is a good way to clear your thoughts and get out some of your emotions. Sometimes you figure things out about yourself that you don't know about."

"I don't need to write to know that I like Alya," said Nino. "I assume it was pretty easy for you to write about Kagami. She's pretty cool." He aimed and tossed his paper at the bin, landing a perfect shot. Of course, he ended up getting scolded by Ms. Bustier.

"Oh… umm… yeah," Adrien said, before looking down at the last thing he wrote. Do I like Marinette?

"You must have quite the crush, Marinette." Ms. Bustier chuckled, staring at the pile of tiny scraps. Adrien looked up, focusing his attention on Marinette and Ms. Bustier.

"I guess you can say that…" Marinette said shyly before turning around to go back to her desk.

Adrien met her eyes as she began to ascend the steps.

She smiled at him, and for the first time, he could feel his heart skip a beat faster. She suddenly looked different.

"Kim's trying to read your paper," she said. "You may want to crumple it now."

Adrien blinked. "Oh… Marinette you thanks!" He almost choked. "I mean, thank you, Marinette." He smiled, before crumpling the paper.

"No problem." She smiled before returning back to her seat.

What just happened?