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Taste

Normal POV

"Oh Micheal, what a surprise to see you here." Marinette was low key freaking out on the inside. Adrien just openly tried to kiss her. Yes she prompt it, but she didn't expect him to ACTUALLY make a move on her. At least not while he was Adrien...

"It seems you and I keep running into one another more and more each day." Micheal said with a grin. "Must be fate."

"Fate my ass..."Adrien thought with a groan as he stared at the counter.

Marinette looked over to Adrien noticing his slightly irritated expression. "Um...Micheal, you remember my friend Adrien...right?"

"Yes...you're 'friend.'" he said in a suggestive time. "I can tell you two are very...very close."

Marinette blushed slightly and Adrien's face remained the same.

"Marinette if it's alright with you I'd like to talk to you in private." The brunette gave Adrien a certain look that infuriated the blonde.

Who the hell does this asshole think he is? I swear one of these days I'm gonna punch his perfect teeth in!

Adrien felt that he was already in deep enough trouble so he decided to go ahead and make himself scarce before he really DID punch the guy and make Marinette upset with him.

"I'll just...go find Nino or something." The model said as he got up from his seat and walked away.

Marinette watched as the blonde got further away from them. Unknown to her, the moment her back was turned something was carefully being slipped in one of their drinks.

Marinette thought for a second than turned around picking up both of her and Adrien's glasses. "I'll be right back, Micheal. Can you wait here?"

Michael raised and eyebrow curiously at the blunette looking to the glasses in her hand and then back at her. "Sure."

Marinette got up from her seat and rushed in the direction that Adrien had went.

"Adrien!" She called out to him the moment he was in sight.

Reacting to the faint sound of his name he turned around to see Marinette approaching with two wine glasses in her hand.

"Here." She said handing him one. "We never got to finish our drinks together."

Adrien took one of the glasses. "Thanks..."

Marinette smiled holding her glass in both of her hands she stared down at the liquid. "Hey Adrien."

"Yes Mari?"

"When we get home...there's something I need to talk to you about." She said suddenly. "Something important."

"What is it?"

"Not here. I think it's best if you and I were alone."

Adrien was confused and very curious of what she possibly had to say to him that it began making him anxious.

"Alright." He simply responded.

"Lets just...have fun the rest of tonight. Maybe after this we can go to one of those 24 hour diners you like." She raised her glass forward.

Adrien smiled and touched his glass with hers and they both took their drinks. Adrien made a face after consuming his looking at the glass weirdly.

"This taste different than I expected." He noted

"Really? Mine taste fine." Marinette said back. "Hey I'm gonna go see what Micheal wanted to talk to me about. I'll come and find you later okay?"

"Okay?" He gave her his best smile that he could muster, when she turned around to make her way back to the bar his smile dissipated the moment she was no longer in sight.

Marinette walked back over to the bar where Micheal was currently leaning against the counter.

When he saw her approach he eyed the empty glass in her hand with a slight smirk. "Thirsty are we?"

Marinette chuckled nervously. "I guess you could say that. So what did you want to talk about?"

"Let's find somewhere a little more private, shall we?" He wrapped his arm around her shoulder bringing her a little closer.

Marinette was slightly confused by the gesture, but decided to let him lead the way.

Marinette's POV

I think something might be wrong with me. I can't seem to stop worrying about Adrien. He seems so sad and whenever that happened I usually did whatever I could to make sure he was smiling, but I can't seem to do that knowing what I know.

I follow Micheal towards the back of the club where there's a hallway with a bunch of different doors leading to private lounges.

Micheal opens one to an empty lounge and I can't help being impressed by how pretty the room was. There was the cushions spread across a very large lounge chair that went halfway across the room and the only things that kept the room lit were red and orange lava lamps.

I decided to take out my phone and take a quick picture.

"This is...nice." I said honestly although I was curious of why Micheal brought me back here.

Micheal took his phone out from his back pocket and sat it on the table in front of him before sitting down. "Yeah and the walls are sound proof, so we don't have to hear the loud music outside while we talk."

He patting the spot next to him, silently asking for me to take a seat. I went around the table and sat down setting my phone on the table next to his.

"So...what was so important to talk about that you had us come back here?" I asked.

"You're very beautiful Marinette." He said suddenly.

I blushed slightly. "Oh...Thank you."

"I'm sure there are plenty of men out there that would love to have you, so I must ask. What's your relationship with that Agreste fellow?"

"What?"

"Adrien Agreste. You're friends with a famous model and you two don't seem to be in any kind of relationship, I mean of course you aren't since you were on the dating site, but I'm just surprised he hasn't made a move on you already."

"Oh he has...I just never knew it was him." She thought before shaking the thought away.

"Well we're not...in a relationship if that's what you're asking." It wasn't a lie, Adrien and I might have messed around, but even now our relationship is still uncertain. "We're...just friends."

"Hmm...well in that case..." Micheal leaned a little closer than I was comfortable with. "Why don't I make the first move?"

"W...What?"

Before I knew it Micheal roughly pressed his lips against mine.