A/N: Wassup you thirsty bitches! Finally, for this AU, we have a full-fledged drabble rather than a summarisation this chapter. Thank you all for your patience and hopefully, as I continue to edit and update, your questions shall be answered. I do apologise in advance if I'm slow with updating this but life is a bitch and free time is a luxury :'D Not to mention my health is on a decline no thanks to getting covid twice ahahahahahha- (seriously though lads; keep yourself and others safe cos if the virus itself doesn't fuck you up first, the aftermath will :'DDDD)

But anyway, enjoy this drabble~ UwU

"I just wanna be close to you
(I just wanna, I just wanna)
And show you the way I feel (baby girl)
You make my love go"

Make My Love Go - Jay Sean ft. Sean Paul

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'So I'm back with more Kiss AU requests. Frightningale (the music video one) and Horrificator (Could do some angst about them wearing the miraculous and having to kiss for the movie).'

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"-Yeah, yeah, BLAH BLAH! Now kiss me Agent~" The minute that Chloé puckered her horrific, pink pastel caked lips towards a repulsed looking Adrien, wiry arms ready to trap his neck in a vice grip, the swift boy leapt away with a disgusted mewl. One mere glance at his face would make you think that he saw the most horrifying creature in existence- especially with the way all the colour has drained from his complexion.

Then again, you wouldn't be too off the mark.

"CUT!" It took everything for Agreste to not send a quick, relieved prayer to the Gods (the more reliable ones that don't live off of cheese) and sweep his fuming girl off her feet to dip her into an ecstatic kiss. Irritated beyond words, Marinette slammed the door shut after her dramatic entrance, sparing a mighty glare to the bristling, ponytailed blonde.

Seething baby blues met condescending icy teals.

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The lovesick boy was completely deaf to the class' umpteenth bickering between Mylène's sudden disappearance, Nino's silly interference with Alya's script and Chloé's aggravating demands for attention. In fact, an observant Alix managed to spot Adrien practically drooling as he directed his heart-eyes towards Marinette whilst she continued to attempt to throttle Bourgeoise with her eyes alone.

This film was getting nowhere.

"Fine then!" Lahiffe huffed loud enough to silence the class but then relaxed just a tad when the spoilt brat marched out of the room for that 'nurse outfit', dragging along her lackey Sabrina and poor Kim and Max. The tallest of the four literally dug his fingers into the floor, wailing for help as he was dragged away by the persistent rich girl.

At long last, there was a semblance of peace and everyone can finally breathe.

"Marinette, why don't you fill in the heroine's spot instead? You and my boy are pretty much married anyways with your daily flirting so it shouldn't be too hard for you." Said peace was abruptly shattered by Nino's suggestion, the rest of their friends wearing matching, wolfish grins in response to such an enticing idea.

The pro 'adrinette' parts within them howled with joy at such an opportunity.

"E-Eh!? Me? Pffft- nah-" Marinette couldn't even finish her protests as she was instantly cut off by Adrien's very manly squeal, green eyes glittering with elation and fists bunched up against his cheeks cutely like a shōjo manga protagonist.

"You really think we're married!? You really think my flirting is good enough!? Are we that close!? Hey Mari-" The ecstatic blonde suddenly had a slender finger pushed against his nose, snapping him out of his daydreams and entering the real world when sharp blue sapphires made contact with his.

"I can't do this scene and you know why, Adrien."

It took the hero in disguise at least more than five seconds of his dumbassery before finally acknowledging the stone, cold truth, smacking his forehead with a defeated groan.

"Damn it…"

"What? Why? Don't tell me you guys haven't kissed on the lips…right?" Nino narrowed his golden-brown eyes whilst the rest of the class followed suit. Now that they thought about it, not once have they seen Adrien and Marinette swap spit despite their suffocating romance and tension and heart eyes.

Ever.

What was up with that?

"Huh? Non, non. We've done that like millions of times already- MMPH!?" Agreste's mouth was covered by Dupain-Cheng's petite hand. Her face had sheer panic written all over and her other finger was pressed against her lips in a shushing motion. His face took on a matching strawberry hue like hers, both of them slowly turning around to face their peers.

They tried plastering on a fake, cheesy grin but the gaping students didn't even budge.

"You. What. Now?" Alya managed to utter, eye twitching and an aura that screamed 'Bloody Murder' for potentially being left out of the loop.

"Ahahaha! Well, you see! Erm- what he meant was on the cheeks and err-" Marinette babbled and tried to salvage the situation. Adrien nodded along, his grin growing painfully bigger to the point where he felt like his cheeks were going to drop off.

"So all those times when you both came back to class, having been missing for hours, with swollen red lips, totally has to do with an allergy reaction to whatever cosmetics you guys were wearing? And definitely not an excuse to cover up the fact that you were having trysts in the shadows?" Alix countered, eyebrow cocked and arms folded as if to dare the idiotic duo to counter back.

"Yeah! It's not like we were making out in the cleaner's closet or anything! Ah bon, ma Princesse?" Adrien's grin was pretty much maniacal now, sweat accumulating on his forehead like a criminal caught in the act.

"Totally!" The designer chimed. "I know nothing about his soft, sweet, addicting lips! Hahah! Not a thing!"

"Or her plump, strawberry flavoured pair! Nope!" The pair faced each other, only to vividly blush further at their implications and turn around again. Unluckily for them, their class weren't dumb.

At all.

Again, how are idiot one and idiot two not dating yet?

"I DON'T CARE! STOP WASTING OUR TIME AND KISS ALREADY YOU IDIOTS!"

Nino finally exploded, pointing a finger at his dim-witted friends, patience thinner than a sheet of cling film. He clicked his fingers sinisterly and all of a sudden, Adrien and Marinette found themselves pushed against each other with force. Hands grabbed Mari's, placing them against Adrien's chest whilst the boy found his wrapped around the heroine's waist.

The superhero duo sent silent pleas and prayers to the higher deities, bidding their secret identity goodbye as they found their heads being pushed towards each other,

Closer…

And closer…

And closer…

Lips a few breaths away…

Two breaths...

Just one breath...

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Nino's glasses flashed with raving glee.

Alya's demonic smile broadened.

The rest of the evil class had hands against their cheeks like typical anime fangirls, waiting for their beloved OTP to finally become physically cano-

"CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!"

The sound of the devil's voice wrenched everyone out of the moment, giving Adrien and Marinette a chance to slip out of their classmates' grasps like a feline made of liquid. They gawked at Chloé like she's some sort of a saviour sent by the benevolent angels, ignorant to her indignant rants and infuriated screaming.

"We're saved Adrien~!" Marinette cooed, clasping her hands with his and tears of joy gushing down her eyes. Adrien followed suit, nuzzling his head against hers for good measures like his alter ego's namesake.

"Our innocence has been preserved!"

"There is a God!"

"Absolutely!"

"No prying eyes shall ever destroy our purity!"

"The audacity of our classmates! To make us do something so LEWD!"

The boy's counterpart didn't get a chance to add on to their relieved gibberish as they were both whacked upside at the back of their heads, courtesy on a vexed Juleka.

And it was then, they heard screaming downstairs.

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A/N: You see, your comments are like espresso shots to a sleep-deprived member of society...and that member is me. SO GIMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!