Chapter 11! FF has been eating reviews for the past 2 days, otherwise I would have noticed just how much you guys enjoyed my Chloe intro. (This is what I get for impulsively clearing my email...) I post today, but this is my last edited chapter. You'll have to wait a bit for another.=^-^=
The Chloe in this chapter is loosely based on the Chloe from Yilena's MDR fic. The whole thing is done in chat room talk, but its still brilliantly able to tell an awesome story! I honestly can't wrap my mind around how she did it. (Read it if you like a good AU with our favorite idiots) That being said, since this story is very different, so will the Chloe for those of you who are familiar with this fic. Enjoy.=^-^=
Ch. 11 - The Encounter
"Try not to sound surprised, Dupain-Cheng." The snappy blond remarked as she finally looked over. "It's not like I just sat down, and if anyone should be surprised, it's me. As if I, out of the two of us, wouldn't be able to attend."
Marinette winced at the taller girl's words. She did have a point. The heiress of Paris was probably invited to everything. "… Right…"
Chloe rolled her eyes and glanced at Adrien. "So, Adrikins, not sitting with daddy?"
"No… He let me come with Stephen and Marinette this time." He looked a bit anxious at the two girls. They never got along in college, and he was pretty sure they didn't share any Lycee classes so he didn't know if that was still a thing.
"Good, that means you can come get a drink with me." She stood up and gestured him on without asking.
"Um, actually, I did come with Marinette so…"
Chloe rolled her eyes as she gestured to them both. "I already knew that, Adrien, and I obviously meant both of you would come get a drink with me." She gestured again for both of them to hurry up.
Marinette wasn't sure what to make of it as she stood which prompted Adrien to do so as well. "So, where…?"
"The lounge across the courtyard, duh."
Marinette may not have known why Chloe, of all people, was suddenly inviting her to hang, but she did know one thing; she was still rude. "Is this okay?" She whispered to Adrien as they followed the taller girl.
"I don't think we have to worry. If Chloe was going to do anything to you, she would have just insulted you immediately." The model responded finding her behavior curious himself. He'd seen Chloe only a handful of times recently and not since summer started.
The lounge was terribly crowded but there were no more seats. Instead Chloe walked them over to a high table where they could stand with their drinks. "What do you want?" She asked as she started on the mini kiosk that waited in the middle of the table.
"Huh? You brought us, didn't you?" Marinette asked in confusion.
"Don't be dumb, Dupain-Cheng. If you don't tell me what you want then I won't order you anything. Adrien?"
"Uh… Iced coffee, no whipped cream." He pat Marinette's shoulder encouragingly.
"Oh, then… Macha coffee."
"Ugh, boring but fine." Chloe put in the orders without another word and pulled out her card to pay at the end. When she was done, she pushed the kiosk away and pulled out her phone again. "So, Dupain-Cheng, am I right to say you're the one who dressed Adrien today?"
Adrien instantly hung his head as Marinette blushed with a nod. "Yes…"
Chloe flicked her hair back, and looked over to the dejected model. "You didn't do too badly. It's definitely better than when he shows up in a suit like he took a wrong turn on his way to some nobody's wedding. It was painful to watch." She eyed Adrien with a slight smirk.
"Um… Chloe? Are you… um, are we… Why are you talking to me? You hate me, don't you?"
Chloe raised a brow. "And you hate me, but I don't see how that would stop us from talking, Dupain-Cheng. I talk to whoever I want. I'm just more inclined to speak with you because you're not dressed like a pauper right now." She went back to her phone when it chimed, but continued to speak. "I also heard you and Adrien were a thing. If it's true then you're stuck with me. I've gotten over it, so hurry up and get over it too."
"Uh, Chloe, we're not actually… you know, together." Adrien corrected with a blush that matched Marinette.
"Oh really?" Chloe looked at them skeptically before rolling her eyes. "Idiots." She then looked back down at her phone leaving the proposed couple awkward and slightly exasperated.
"So, Chloe, where's Sabrina? Doesn't she normally go everywhere with you?"
"She's super gross right now, so like hell was I going bring her here like that, yuck."
Adrien leaned down to the confused designer. "I think she means she has a cold or something."
"Oh, I hope she gets better."
"You and me both. Pulling up my own day planner is a pain." Chloe was always intimidating back in college, but she still had an unease back then; a slight awkwardness that showed when everyone was against her or someone disagreed. The Chloe right now was intimidating in a slightly different way. She didn't hesitate with any of her words and had an air around her not just of entitlement, but of authority in a way. "Um, no, if that's my cappuccino you take it back. I asked for no foam, and that better be soy milk." She suddenly berated the server who was approaching with their drinks.
He cringed and set down the other two. "My apologies, I'll get it fixed right away, Madame."
Chloe was already back on her phone before he even answered and Adrien flashed the server an apologetic expression. "You know, Chloe, you could have said that nicer. He's just the server, not the guy behind the counter."
Chloe clicked her tongue. "Like that matters. I'm not about to waste my time walking over to yell at the servant behind the counter. I already paid, so the least they can do is get my drink right." If it weren't for the fact this whole situation was weird for Marinette, she would have argued a bit more for the server. Then again, Chloe didn't look like she would have cared any more even if she had.
"Did you text Stephen about where we went?" Adrien asked suddenly realizing he wasn't there.
"Yeah, when we were walking over." She checked her phone. "He's already seen it, so he might be on his way here."
"Dupain-Cheng." She looked over to Chloe who was actually making eye contact. "Where did you get your jacket?"
"I uh… made it…"
"Hmmm?" Chloe went back to her phone and a silent few minutes fell before the blond broke it. "What the hell? You closed your orders?"
"Huh?" Adrien looked lost at the topic jump.
"Are you on my online boutique page?"
"Duh, if you made the jacket yourself I assumed I could order it from you online."
Marinette walked around Adrien to see her boutique banner at the top of the phone's screen and the jacket under it. The buy button was replaced with a closed icon. "Oh, well… I put the hold in when I started my internship since it would take up any free time I had."
"Hmm, so that's why the two of you are hanging around Stephen today? Whatever. Open your orders again so I can buy it." She calmly demanded as she looked at the designer.
"I uh… well, I'm not going to open those until after the internship, but if you want to send me your measurements, I'll take the order directly." Marinette compromised as to not ruin this strange civility between them.
Chloe raised a brow and pulled up her phone's address book. "Add it in." She then handed the phone to Marinette, who took it hesitantly.
"Okay, sure." She added her email and number into the boxes before handing it back.
"When will I get it?" She asked as she started back on her phone.
"Um well, once you send me your information, I'll send you an invoice. I can start working on it then so three weeks?"
Chloe raised a brow. "Three weeks?"
"Yes, even if you paid today, I can't do orders this week."
The blond looked at her as if contemplating on whether to yell or cancel the order. "Charge extra and get it done in two." She, not quite, proposed back; it was more of a demand.
"Uh, sure… I can do that." Marinette agreed feeling an odd sense of relief that Chloe just compromised without batting an eye.
The server returned with her drink and she didn't say a word to him before taking it and drinking. He lingered for a minute, and when she still didn't say anything, he left looking a bit irritated. "Your babysitter's back." She stated as Stephen came into the lounge. Adrien and Marinette turned to wave him over.
"I thought you meant the lounge upstairs." He expressed with a sheepish expression. "Oh, Chloe, how are you?"
"Better than you. I can't believe you thought that knee length skirt with the ruffle was nice. My grandmother wouldn't even put that on." She then looked back at her phone and took another drink.
"Ah, same old Chloe." Stephen chuckled tensely before turning to the couple. "Is something the matter, Marinette?"
The teen looked a little awe struck as she looked between him and Chloe. "She agreed with me…" She muttered and Adrien chuckled. He remembered one of the few times Stephen and Marinette disagreed during the show, and one of them had to do with a skirt.
"You're coming to Chanel tomorrow right, Marinette? Of course you are. Text me when you get there." Chloe then took her drink and left the lounge without any form of goodbye.
"She called me by my name." Marinette noted with a baffled tone.
"She did." Adrien agreed looking equally baffled.
"I can't help feeling she was a little odd just now." Stephen remarked.
"That whole thing was odd." Adrien added.
"Yes it was!" Marinette groaned and slumped against the table as if all the tension in her body evaporated and she could finally relax.
Marinette had decided she would stay for Grimaldi, and the three of them met up with Alya a couple hours later. She was dressed professionally and had a press badge displayed proudly on her vest. "Yo, Marinette!" They were outside the venue doors, and Alya had a tall brunette typing on a tablet beside her while wearing a camera. "Alya!" She hugged her friend. "So how was Dior? Any designer insights to share?" She asked as Marinette adjusted her bag back.
"These two were whispering over me the whole time." Adrien cut in.
"I bet." She mused before taking in his outfit. "Marinette help you dress?"
Adrien groaned and crossed his arms. "Why is it that everyone knows? Did you send out some kind of mass email or something?" He asked Marinette with a pout.
"Actually, sunshine, Nino mentioned you were complaining about having to wear a suit for the shows. I just figured Marinette made you change to something less stuffy since your dad obviously never stepped in before." She deduced with a superior expression. "Oh, and this is my mentor, Anna Rue." She gestured to the woman behind her who looked up from her tablet.
"Hmm? Oh, your designer friend?" She let out a hand to Marinette. "Pleasure."
"Likewise." She greeted back. "And this is Stephen Prolux, my mentor." She introduced back and Stephen let out a hand to Alya.
"Just Stephen is fine. I've heard quite a bit about you from these two as well as Mr. Lahiffe."
"I feel so excluded." She remarked back since the three of them had spent so much time together."
"Stephen Prolux, was it? From Gabriel?" Anna inquired suddenly more interested.
"Indeed, but I'm sorry to say, I cannot offer you a story." He apologized taking note of her expression.
"Pity, it would have been nice." She checked her watch and pat Alya's shoulder. "Alright, Cesaire, let's get inside to set up. You'll need the first few minutes to log details on the presentation, and then make detailed logs on each outfit as it comes down the runway. Pictures are nice, but the moment of impact is just as important." Alya waved as she was escorted away to the press rows.
Adrien sat down as his phone pinged once again. It was as if everyone he knew suddenly wanted to text him. Chloe had texted him mercilessly on their way home because she wanted an instant response. Then Nino was asking about how things were going since his girlfriend wasn't texting back while working. Lila of all people had tried to 'console him' about the press misunderstanding from earlier that day. "Now who… Oh…" He turned to his door. Marinette had texted him wondering if he was too tired to talk. He texted back it was fine, and heard a knock only a second later. "Come in."
She opened the door with a sheepish smile. "Um, hey…"
"What's up, Marinette?" She hadn't even changed out of her heels yet.
"I was… I was just wondering about Chloe."
"Oh, you mean how she was acting kind of weird right? I wasn't sure how that would go down since I haven't seen you two interact since college."
"Exactly, and now she's… nice?" It was a question for sure. "I mean, still rude, but nice… to me?" She gestured to herself in bewilderment. "She's never nice to me, I mean… Unless she has to be."
Adrien shrugged. "She did say that hating each other didn't mean you couldn't talk."
"No, this wasn't hate. She agreed with me, complimented my clothes and bought a jacket from my online boutique." Marinette listed to prove her point.
"Actually, she told Stephen he was wrong, told you that you weren't dressing like a pauper, and even if she did buy a jacket from you, she forced you to agree to do it faster than normal." He countered with a slight grin. "That's pretty typical of Chloe if you think about it."
"Adrien!"
"Okay, yeah, I got it. I know she was acting odd, and being strangely tolerant of you. I don't really get the change, but she hasn't been hanging off me as much since Kagami either." He then shrugged.
"So she approved of you two as a couple?"
Adrien scoffed and nearly started laughing. "Far from it, Marinette. Now that you mention it though, I think I do know what maybe changed her mind. There was this party Chloe invited me to not long after I started dating Kagami. Chloe was pretty upset I brought her with me despite already knowing we were dating. Chloe didn't waste any time trying to separate us and threw her drink at Kagami when she didn't get her way." Marinette looked scared at the idea, but Adrien laughed it off. "Don't worry, Marinette, Kagami just took her into the bathroom and they had a talk about it. She had Chloe talk to one of her friends, Tetsu-san, and they worked it out. We even stayed at the party after when Chloe provided Kagami with a new shirt."
Marinette's horrified expression didn't go away, but she turned so he couldn't see it anymore. "A-adrien? Do you know Tetsu-san?" She saw him shake his head out of the corner of her eye and let out a sigh.
"No, but Kagami said he's very persuasive, and makes a good argument."
Marinette tried not to groan at the answer. Of course she didn't tell him. "I think that explains it, Adrien, thank you." She back stepped to the door, and with a wave, closed it behind her.
"Huh?" She paid no mind to the baffled blond she left behind as she shut and locked her door behind.
She immediately pulled out her phone to dial Kagami. "Hello."
"Hi, Kagami… It's Marinette."
"I know, you're still in my contact list. Was there something you needed? I'm about to leave for dinner with my mother."
"Oh um… I was just wondering. Adrien mentioned this thing between you and Chloe… Did you threaten her with a katana by any chance?"
She heard a chuckle over the phone that made a chill go up her spine. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Marinette."
"Uh, but Adrien mentioned you had Tetsu-san talk to her, and I know that's the name of one of your katanas."
The silence actually made the situation worse than the laughing previous. "What an odd coincidence." She finally answered. "But I'm sorry I don't have any more time, Marinette. Be sure to let me know how it works out with Adrien… And Luka says hi." She then hung up and Marinette just looked at her phone with a lingering sense of dread.
"Oh my god, she threatened Chloe with a fucking sword!" Kagami didn't take crap from anyone, and she was a very good friend. Those two things together could, at times, create a very terrifying image.
The next day started earlier since Chanel started at 10. Adrien wanted to get ahead of Marinette this morning and started to go through his clothes to decide what he would wear. He was looking through his ties before hearing a knock at his door. "Come in." He called. Nathalie would always come in to tell him his daily schedule so it didn't occur to him it could be anyone else until he turned around.
"Are you that stuck on wearing a tie?"
Adrien blushed at seeing Marinette enter and immediately tease him about his outfit choice. "W-what, is there something wrong with that? Ties don't automatically mean suit you know."
She giggled at his defense and took the green tie from his hands. "Okay, you can wear a tie, but let me pick out the rest." If she was being honest with herself, she really enjoyed dressing Adrien yesterday. It was one thing to dress him for shoots, but to pick out what he wore out and about? It was pretty fun too. "Okay, so green tie…. Let's go with black. Here's a black collared shirt, and some black jeans." She tossed the clothes at him and he barely caught them due to how suddenly she'd thrown them. "And you can wear those high-tops again since they'd match your tie." She grinned at his frown and walked back to the door. "I just came in to check on what you were wearing. I'll be back in 10."
Adrien let out a defeated sigh as he laid the clothes on the bed, and began to change out of his PJs. "Got to admit, she knows what she's doing." Plagg mused as he laughed at his holder's defeat.
"Sure, but that doesn't mean I've given up."
"No, you should just give up." The kwami countered with a shrug. "You're far better off."
"We'll see."
"Shoot yourself, kid, but I warned you."
As soon as he was dressed he looked at himself in the vanity. It inwardly killed him that he did indeed look pretty good in the clothes. His pride didn't want to admit to just how much he loved the idea of Marinette dressing him. He wasn't a child! "Wait…" Marinette hadn't chosen any accessories yet, so he could still break-even at least. He walked to the accessory drawers of his closet and thought about what looked good with the semi-casual look he had. His eyes landed on the watches he had in his top drawer. "Definitely a watch… A Rolex is always nice right?" He asked himself thinking on it. Rolex was always synonymous with style and money. He then went back over to the vanity to look over himself. He liked that the watch peeked out from his sleeve, but decided to roll them back once so his wrist didn't feel so constricted.
"I'm back." Marinette called from the hall while knocking.
"Come in."
She entered and he was still posing in front of his mirror. "A watch?" Marinette asked having noticed the accessory immediately.
"Yeah, I thought it would look nice."
She wanted to agree, but despite the pleasant gold accent of the Rolex going well with his golden locks, it still felt wrong with his outfit. "It does but…"
"But?" He quickly grumbled as she stood behind him.
"Can I see what others you have?" He let out a sigh and walked her over to his watch drawer. Her jaw slowly dropped at the array of 20 or so watches. "Why do you have this many? I never see you in a watch!"
He shrugged. "My dad gets these as presents sometimes from investors. If he doesn't like them and thinks they'd look good on me, he passes them along. Recently, some of his business partners and investors have given me a watch directly, but I've never been a fan of wearing them. I just use them as accessories when I need to." She looked at him like he was crazy. "What?"
"Aside from the fact I could probably pay for medical school on this drawer alone, you just admitted to not wearing watches very often. If that's the case, a metal band like that will only bother you later as you adjust it over and over. Let's try…" She looked over the collection carefully before picking up one with a black band. "This Piaget looks nice, and the band won't irritate your wrist as much as metal."
Adrien didn't fight as he unlatched his Rolex and traded it for the recommended one. "Sure, you're probably right."
"Now you're getting it." She teased to cover the severe urge she had to look up just how much that watch had cost. Adrien's ignorance of such a thing was terrifying.
Chloe waited for them just inside the Grand Palais where Chanel was having her show in just 20 minutes. Marinette had texted her once Stephen arrived at the valet and she instantly replied on where to meet her. The building was bigger than the venue they'd gone to the day before but a familiar building to any Parisian. "About time you both got here…" She trailed off as she noted Marinette's outfit. She wore a black blazer with a pink tie, matching pink ruffled skirt and tight black leggings.
The designer was worried about the way Chloe was looking at her. She wanted to say she looked freaked out, but that didn't really sound like Chloe especially not the Chloe from yesterday. "Hello?"
The blond recomposed herself and looked to Adrien. "He doesn't look terrible." She then turned on her heel and headed down the hall where the show would take place. A small gesture of her hand was all the couple got as indication they were supposed to follow.
Stephen watched the whole thing and sighed. "I suppose she didn't tell me not to come…" The blond hadn't even acknowledged his presence.
Throughout the presentation Marinette felt Chloe was looking her over silently. Sure, she would speak up whenever Marinette and Stephen got to talking about a specific outfit, but she could feel tenseness from the heiress. "I kind of feel just a little disappointed this year." Marinette remarked once the whole collection was presented.
"Really, but you've liked almost everything so far. I personally find this better than last year." Stephen responded as he pointed at certain models in the air as if cataloging their clothes in his mind.
"Well I was kind of hoping for something that made more of a statement. The collection was great, but I guess I was getting too hung up on that carousel that was once used here."
"Marinette, that was Luis Vuitton, not Chanel."
"I know, but this was my first time watching a show here in person." The younger designer admitted with a blush.
"Wait… Are you talking about a merry-go-round kind of carousel?" Adrien asked with a bewildered tone.
Marinette nodded as she thought back to the first time she saw a clip of it. "Yeah, it was like, 10 years ago, but it really stuck with me."
"You would like something like that, Marinette. I suppose making a statement is half of fashion." Marinette raised her brow at the other girl.
"Yes, she just used your name again." Adrien whispered in her ear with a chuckle.
The show was finished a couple of minutes later, and Chloe stood up. "Come on, we have reservations at Tress Trellis."
"Huh? For lunch?" Adrien asked at the sudden news. Chloe did have a bad tendency to plan things and assume he would go even before this change in her.
"W-wait… Tress Trellis? As in-"
"Yes, now hurry up." She cut off with an eye roll. Chloe stopped as she passed Stephen and let out an irritated sigh. "I suppose you can come too…" Marinette couldn't think of anyone who would want to with that kind of invitation.
"No, it's fine, Chloe. I'm meeting with Greyson and Ulrich for lunch today. They should be somewhere in here."
"Oh, maybe we should invite Cyrano?" Marinette suggested at hearing his mentor's name. "I would love to get his opinion of the presentation."
Adrien scowled slightly at the mention. "I'm sure he already has plans."
Chloe raised a brow at Adrien's mood shift and couldn't help the slight smile that came to her face. "Depends, Marinette, is he better looking than Stephen?"
The young designer clapped her hands together. "He's gorgeous, I promise- Oh, there he is!" She pointed a few rows up to the stylish and tall ravenette. He was wearing a blue dress shirt with vertical ultra thin red lines, and tight black pants with a dark metal chain hanging from a pocket that matched his necklace.
Stephen got Greyson's attention easily and directed Cyrano to the waving Marinette. "Ah, Marinette! Did you enjoy the divine Coco Chanel as much as I did?" He asked as if waking from a wistful dream.
"Yes! Oh, and Chloe invited us to Tress Trellis. Do you want to go? We can talk about the show, and there are a few outfits I wanted to get your opinion on."
Cyrano arrived to their group with a look of genuine surprise. "Tress Trellis? However did you get a reservation there…" He then noticed Chloe and his expression grew more reserved. "Oh, so Chloe Bourgeois is who you meant. Well, well, a pleasure." He bowed his head and let out a hand as if to ask for hers.
She raised a brow at him and didn't respond to it with her own. "Yes well, Sabrina's still gross so, I suppose he can come. Let's go." She didn't wait a second more before heading out.
Even the lunch time wait at Tress Trellis was insane. It was the newest hot spot in Paris, and a reservation needed to be made months in advance, that is… unless you know someone. If there was anyone in Paris that knew people, however, it was Chloe Bourgeois. The heiress of Paris was, at many times, considered the face of the grand city even when her reputation was far from positive. Her father was the mayor, but her current power lay on social media, and it was pretty safe to assume that 98% of anyone in the city that used such media followed her. It was an image she had cultivated more once Lycee began and so Marinette was shocked to find out just how big she really was.
Adrien showed her Chloe's pages while the girl in question talked with the waiter. When they arrived moments before, Chloe strode right past the line and didn't bat an eye to anyone who gave even a mutter of annoyance. "I didn't know she was this big."
"Yeah, Sabrina manages her accounts, and I'm pretty sure she holds the 3rd biggest following in the country right now. I've heard if she tags you in a picture, a person's following can double over night." Not that Marinette had a big social media presence outside her online shop, but she still couldn't believe Chloe. The Chloe who was spoiled and used her wealthy social standing to get what she wanted, the Chloe who just used her dad's power force people's hands… THAT Chloe was now one of the most influential figures in Paris on her own! It also wasn't lost on her that THAT Chloe was actually being nice to her and treating roughly as a social equal. Whether Kagami had anything to do with this or not, Marinette was not going to complain.
"Alright, let's go unless you want to stand there all day?" The social media darling stated with a hand on her hip as if wasting her time.
"As if I would waste the favor of one such as you?" Cyrano said with a wink as he followed. Adrien and Marinette followed after and the server, who looked a tad more nervous than he should, sat them down at a table on the second floor next to a wall of tinted windows. Vines draped down from the ceiling along the walls both inside and outside adding a bit of a rustic atmosphere to the dining experience. "Excuse me for being straight forward, Ms. Bourgeois, but I would be remiss not to take advantage of this situation." Cyrano expressed as he held up his phone.
Chloe gave a sly smirk as she tossed her ponytail back. "Yes you would." She then shot a slight glare to Marinette who tensed without out even making eye contact.
Cyrano set his camera and had his fellow designer snap a few shots of them before he sat back down. "What a fortuitous meeting. Perhaps I'll use that as the caption?"
Chloe scoffed. "Whatever you use, if you don't run it by Sabrina first, I'll make sure no one ever looks you up again." The slight chill in her words hit the man hard for a few seconds before Adrien rescued him.
"Hey, I've never been here before, Chloe. What do you think I should get?"
She turned to him and raised a brow. "Do I look like your girlfriend?" She shot back and pulled out her phone.
"Well, I would appreciate a recommendation of what's good…" Marinette asked next with far less confidence.
"You and Adrien need to share something. I want to post it with the caption 'too stupid for words' on my main page."
"Chloe." Adrien tried to scold with an obvious blush. "I'd appreciate you trying to be nicer."
"And I'd appreciate you growing a pair, Adrikins, but we can't always get what we want now can we?" She shot back without hesitation.
Once she set down her phone, Cyrano's phone started to ping out of control. "Who is…"
"It can wait until after we eat, Cyrano." Chloe interrupted with a knowing smile that came off as slightly sinister.
It was after 5 when everything Marinette planned to see was over. She was immensely grateful too, since hanging out with Chloe was mentally exhausting. Once the waiter had come around for their orders, Chloe picked for them without asking, and she only ordered them one thing! She really did make them share and took several photo pics as they ate despite Adrien actively trying to stop her. Cyrano spent any in-between time they had since lunch looking at his phone like it was a matter of life and death so he wasn't any help in deterring Chloe either. "You two look tired. I'm sorry I couldn't sit in with you again after lunch." Stephen arrived to pick them up looking out of breath. "Mr. Agreste wanted me to sit with him, and I knew you would rather not, Adrien."
"It's no problem, but I think Marinette is as ready to get home as I am." The model responded to the tired designer leaning on him.
Stephen took in the rattled Cyrano as well as Chloe only a few feet away taping away at her phone and understood what all had gone down. Hurricane Chloe strikes again. "I understand, shall we?"
"Marinette."
The young designer nearly jumped at her name being called and Adrien placed a comforting arm around her shoulders. "Yes, Chloe?"
"When you're done with my jacket we're going out together. Leave space in your schedule. Also, Adrien can't come."
"Huh?" Marinette replied having no processing power left to comprehend Chloe's latest demand.
"I'll post a link to your online boutique in the caption when I post the picture of me wearing it."
Before Marinette even thought about what to say, Cyrano covered her mouth and answered for her. "Yes, you can count on it." Chloe raised a brow at him before smirking and walking away.
"Ugh… Why did you do that?" The shorter designer groaned once the source of the tension left.
"Because you're probably too tired right now to understand what she just promised you, Marinette." Adrien answered as he squeezed her shoulder.
"Yes, she promised to advertise for you, and all you'd have to do was spend a day with her, Marinette. Honestly, I'm rather jealous." Cyrano added in with an impressed grin. "It was surprising to know you were in with Adrien Agreste, but now I find you're also friends with Chloe Bourgeois?"
"Friends might be pushing it…" She muttered back with a sigh.
"Either way, it'll be fine, Marinette. Let's get back and take breather." It was at that line she finally realized he had been holding her against himself. She felt her pulse throb in her ears as she nodded and allowed herself to cling back.
I had so much fun writing Chloe! I need to know how you all felt about her plz! I honestly think this would be a best case scenario for how Chloe will be when she's older. Still Chloe without being utterly ridiculous. I also had fun with Kagami. When deciding that story between the two girls I thought back to the episode "Animeastro" where she told off Chloe. That story about Tetsu-san and the girls has everything to do with why Chloe is acting odd later in the story. I tried to make Marinette's clothes similar to Kagami's normal outfit. (Chloe was reminded of Kagami basically)=^-^=
Thank you for reading, and please let me know how you felt or maybe guess what will happen next?=^-^=
