"Alright. If we're going to hook up those two idiots we need a plan." Alya whispered to her boyfriend, pacing in the side hallway. "Marinette has had a crush on Adrien since forever, and I am sick and tired of not seeing at least one of my ships sail! If not Ladynoir, then Adrienette needs to happen! So what should we do?"
"Uh," Nino leaned against the wall. "Leave it to them to figure it out?" Alya stopped and stared at him. "Yeah, I guess that wouldn't work. My boy Adrien would never figure it out."
Alya sighed, looking to the side and folding her arms. "And Marinette will never confess. Ugh! Why can't we just tell them ourselves?!" Nino nodded along, and then grinned. He tipped the brim of his hat to her.
"No problem babe. I know just what to do." He walked out and looked over the hallway, scanning the mass of students. Alya followed him, lips pursed. Just what was her boyfriend doing? He leaned over the edge of the hallway, looking at the courtyard below. Nino must have found who he was looking for. "Hey Adrien!" She saw the blond walk in, and right behind him, Marinette! Nino cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, "I know someone who likes you!"
He then sprinted down the steps to the first floor, Alya slack-jawed behind him. "NI-NO!" Why was her boyfriend like this?!
Nino reached the bottom of the steps and turned around, running backwards and pumping a fist in the air. "NI-YES!" He bowled into Adrien, who fell backwards onto Marinette. Alya groaned, following him.
"Need a hand?" Marinette accepted the offer. Pulling her up, Alya noticed something different about her best friend. She looked over at Adrien with the same lovestruck look, but it was softened. She stood more relaxed, instead of the flailing tenseness she usually held in Adrien's presence. Why? Alya squinted. "Girl, what happened-" She paused.
Adrien came over, Nino right behind him, and took Marinette's hand. She looked up and smiled shyly at him, a light pink dusting both their cheeks. They both turned back to her. "Go on, Alya."
Hand on her hip and anger written across her face, Alya pointed a scarlet-tipped finger at the two. "Oh no, you two don't just get off that easily. What happened?! When did you and Adrien become a thing?! And most importantly, just when were you going to tell me?!" Nino sidled to her side.
"Um, now?" Marinette laughed breathily, face still pink. "I-I was just about to tell you. We uh, we talked a lot over the weekend, like a lot, and uh, one-one thing led to another, and-and I confessed and Adrien likes me back! So-so we're, together now!" She looked up.
Holding her glasses on the tip of her nose, one eyebrow raised, lips upturned into a smirk, Alya leaned forward and said, "Oh? What type of things?"
She waited a beat before running off, as Adrien squinted at her and Marinette turned as red as Ladybug's suit.
"WE WEREN'T DOING ANYTHING LIKE THAT!" Marinette screeched, launching after Alya. "ALYA YOU KNOW THAT!" Next to Adrien, Nino waited. Adrien suddenly got it. His face turned as red as Marinette's only a minute before. ("No I don't! What type of things did you do instead?!")
"Oh!" He covered his face. "I-we-no-Alya! We, no no we didn't do that!" Nino slung an arm around Adrien's shoulder. ("WE TALKED, THAT'S ALL!")
"Don't worry, she's just teasing you guys- now one of Alya's ships finally sailed. We're both glad that you guys are finally together." Nino rolled his eyes with a grin. ("Like some pillow talk?")
Adrien put his hands down, instead crossing them. The two boys watched them sprint across the courtyard. He could hardly believe it either. His brave, amazing Lady, and sweet, kind best friend, was one person. It was miraculous. Adrien smiled, eyes twinkling with hope. "I'm glad too." ("ALYA!")