"What game?" Marinette asked as they all got situated on the floor of her bedroom.
"Truth or Dare," Alya said, making Marinette regret her decision.
"Um . . . I think I hear my parents calling me. Gotta go! BYE!" Marinette stood up, but before she could exit the room, Alya grabbed her hand.
"No, you don't. Your parents went to the store. And you ain't backing out now. We haven't even started yet!" Alya gave her the puppy dog eyes that she just couldn't resist.
"Fine . . ." Marinette dragged out the word as she sat down again.
"Okay! Let's begin!" Nino announced after the awkward tension between the two females in the room passed. Alya and Nino glanced at each other and grinned.
"I'll go first. Adrien, truth or dare?" Alya asked.
"Dare…?" Adrien replied.
"I dare you to hold Mari's hand through the remainder of the game," Alya dared him. Adrien's face held a look that appeared to be...relieved? Anyway, he took Marinette's hand and intertwined their fingers. Marinette looked at him and smiled. He smirked back at her. Then he turned to Nino.
"Truth or dare?" Adrien asked his best friend.
"What kinda person do ya take me for? DARE!" Nino pumped his fist.
"I dare you to kiss Alya," Adrien grinned. Nino blushed, but stood up and walked over to Alya. Then he crouched down next to her and pecked her cheek. Then he walked back to his spot on the ground.
"You never said where, dude," Nino reminded him. Adrien rolled his eyes.
"Now, truth or dare, Mari?" Nino asked.
"Hmm . . . truth." Marinette was not taking any chances.
Nino made a humph sound.
"You're no fun . . ." he said. Alya stared deep into Marinette's eyes, mischief dancing around the other girl's. She leaned toward Nino and whispered in his ear. Nino grinned.
"Mari is it true . . . that you know the identity of Chat Noir?" Nino asked, a devious glint in his eyes.
Marinette was shocked. They didn't expect her to tell them that Adrien was Chat, did they? No. They just asked if she knew his identity. Not who he was. She grinned.
"Yes. It's true. I know who he is," Marinette said.
"Care to enlighten us?" Alya asked.
"Nope. I was only asked if I knew who he was, not precisely who he is," Marinette said, narrowing her eyes and scrunching up her nose at her best friend. Alya crossed her arms.
"You didn't word it right Nino. Now she won't tell us who he is," Alya huffed. Marinette stole a glance at Adrien while Alya and Nino were caught up in a conversation on how Nino should have re-worded his truth. Adrien mouthed the words thank you and Marinette nodded slightly.
"Okay, my turn. Alya, truth or dare?" Marinette said.
"Dare, duh," Alya deadpanned.
"I dare you to . . . video yourself tap dancing," Marinette said. Alya pulled out her phone after a slight eye roll, setting it up to where the camera was facing an open spot on the floor. When she clicked record, she began doing the tap dance. She stopped after about 30 seconds.
"Ok, that was embarrassing," Alya admitted. "Adrien, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to play 7 minutes in heaven with Marinette," Alya gave a Cheshire grin. Marinette's face flushed. So did Adrien's. Alya and Nino laughed and motioned for the couple to go into Marinette's closet. They stood up and Marinette stumbled a little, trying to keep up with Adrien, who still had a death grip on her hand.
Why does he walk so fast? Marinette thought. When they reached the closet, Alya held up her phone, showing a timer set for 7 minutes. She stood, walked over to the closet, pushed them inside, and locked the door.
Sorry, it's not as long as the other chapters. I just have a severe case of writer's block at the moment. I'll be thinking of more ideas over the weekend tho. Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.