A/N: Art block and writer's block have been railing me too hard man- it's time I show em who's boss!

"Tears-laughter-love, what's the colour of your heart's paintbrush now?
Tears-laughter-love, smiles widen on our faces
And we let off an orange glow like the sun"

Orange - Lil'B

Pairing - Adrinette

Prompt - 'Operation #8654'

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If the amused Nino was still directing a cheeky and Cheshire cat-like grin once again towards the frustrated blond teen along with a silly little snicker, Adrien tried his utmost best with his everything not to pay any mind towards his bespectacled best friend; for he was on a mission. A mission of high importance and one that held the weight of his entire heart and soul!

That is right.

Yes, yes.

The fate of the world and the universe(and every single thing that the silly teenage hero in disguise could think of) rested on this extremely critical duty alone.

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#8654 of operation 'Get Marinette to like me!'

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And right now, right this very instance?

He has spotted that she has 'lost' her fuzzy pink gloves and that her small hands were quite bitterly cold, the spectacularly talented designer breathing air into her pinpricked fingers with a semblance of hope of keeping them warm (which was evidently failing much to no one's surprise). And by 'lost', he means that he may or may not have nicked them when she wasn't looking just for a little while. He wasn't going to keep them forever! Even if they smelt like her familiar bakery scent of spiced vanilla and chocolate chip cookies! Adrien even promised out loud that he would absolutely give them back!

But anyways, it is time for him to gather all the courage he could ever muster and step up and keep her cute hands warm by holding them with his own! This is sure to work!

Nino's cheeky smile be damned!

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He was holding her hand!

Mission accomplished (albeit surprisingly)!

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Adrien continued to wear his sweetly blissful and adoring smile, his larger hand curling around hers tenderly within his coat pocket and their fingers tangled with one another. It took him literally everything not to vibrate(purr) out of unadulterated excitement from the way their hands just fit perfectly!

Or should he say "Purrrrrfectly~?"

The way that Marinette's cheeks lit up in the cutest shade of tickled pink and made her bluebells shimmer like priceless gems. The way that a shy, kind smile presented itself on her perfect, rosy lips that looked like the softest thing in the world. The way that she gently leaned into him after he beckoned her to do so by holding her closer which then caused her sweet bakery scent to fill up the tight proximity between them.

Oh yes~

Mission accomplished indeed.

Take that Nino!

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There was some chocolate smeared on her lips from the delicious ice cream they shared.

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Adrien swore that he tried everything that he could think of to pay attention to what his lovely Marinette was chattering about but it was just so hard.

So hard to keep his eyes off her rosy lips that had a smudge of chocolate on the bottom lip as she continued to talk animatedly. Lips shaping in perfect 'o's and 'ah's and it was driving him absolutely insane.

He would've used his thumb to softly wipe it off for her but he feared that his hands might be slightly sticky from the ice cream and from his nervous sweat. He totally didn't wanna put his grubby hands all over Marinette's perfect face.

And her voice was music to his ears! So no, he can't just interrupt her midway just to tell her she has chocolate on her lips because that would definitely make her cave back into her flustered and tongue-tied demeanour and that can't happen! Not when this is one of the few rare times where she was quite comfortable in his presence and was so close to him!

Using the few working brain cells he possessed, Adrien did the next best thing.

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"-And the texture of the skirt was just so incredible! I never thought about using that fabric before so- mmmph!?" Marinette was suddenly met by her adorable blond companion pressing his supple lips firmly against hers without a beat or a word.

Heat immediately rampaged through her body like an inferno and practically caused her blood to boil with joy and pleasure as he pressed even harder.

Kiss. Suck. Lick. Suck. Kiss.

One of his hands grasped the back of her neck whilst the other was on her fingers, giving both a tender squeeze and virtually ridding any oxygen or thought processes left in her being.

If she was dreaming, she prayed that she never woke up.

Finally, after what seemed to be the best one minute and forty-two seconds in her life, Adrien pulled away (and the sounds of their lip parting quietly was branded to her brain). Though, he remained just close enough for their lips to brush if either were to speak.

"...There, I got the chocolate off~"

...What chocolate!?

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A/N: Every time you comment, my will to post the rest of the shit I've written grows stronger ;)