Alya stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting for Marinette. She was eager to show her the new video footage she had of Ladybug and Chat Noir from their most recent battle against Hawkmoth's akuma. She flipped through her phone, glancing up at the classroom door to see if she would emerge, but no such luck.

A few more minutes passed and she heard the all too familiar, "Sorry, sorry, I'm here now," followed by a stressed out Marinette.

"Took you long enough," she laughed. Marinette rubbed the back of her neck, a bit embarrassed at how long she had actually taken to talk with . "But seriously, no worries girl. Now, I have to show you this video!"

Marinette waited for Alya to pull up the video on her phone when she caught sight of a certain blonde haired model standing outside. "Hey, why don't we go to my place. You can show me there," she said, trying to give her friend the boot while still being polite.

"What are you talking about, this is…" she paused, noticing Marinette's far off look. The corners of her lips turned into a smirk. "Alright, I'll see you there and remember to make full sentences," she teased, nudging her best friend in the side a few times before leaving the love struck Marinette.

Marinette stood still, her eyes trained on the back of Adrien's head. It was as if time slowed down and they were the only two people in the world. Rain tapped against the glass in heavy waves and an occasional burst of thunder could be heard in the distance.

Tiki popped her head out of Marinette's purse, looking between her miraculous holder and the boy infront of her. "Go talk to him. He's not going to be standing there forever," she encouraged.

Marinette looked down at her kwami, biting her lip nervously. "But what do I say? What if I make a fool out of myself," she rubbed her arm nervously, knowing how much of a klutz she could be infront of him.

"You can do it Marinette, I believe in you. You've been able to talk to him normally before, you can do it again," Tiki encouraged.

She couldn't image herself going over to talk to him, let alone make coherent sentences in his presence. But it was something about her kwami's encouraging words and the familiarity of the situation that made her feet move gradually toward him.

Marinette stood behind the model, almost backing out of her decision, but Tiki was right and she had to take the leap. "H-hey Adrien," she stuttered, her cheeks flushing bright red.

"Oh, hey Marinette," Adrien smiled causing her heart rate to increase and her face to brighten considerably. She stared at his green eyes, melting at how warm and compassionate they looked.

Adrien tiled his head slightly, raising a brow. "Are you okay?"

Marinette straightened, the words dying in her throat. "Oh, yeah, pft, I'm totally fine. I was just wonder what you were doing here," she said, mentally hitting herself on the head. "That's not what I meant, I know you were here at school, for classes, what I meant was uh, what are you doing here…still," she corrected, hoping that she hadn't just made the situation as awkward as it felt.

"I'm waiting for my ride. Father's probably waiting the rain out so he doesn't have to cancel his photo shoot," he shrugged.

Marinette looked out into the rain, watching it come down in waves. "But you shouldn't be waiting in the rain, you'll catch a cold."

"Well, it was nice this morning so I didn't think it would rain at all. And I didn't bring an umbrella," he admitted.

Marinette's hand tightened around the handle of her umbrella and she quickly posed it open, holding it over the two of them to stop the down pour of rain. "Here, you can take mine," she offered, holding it out toward him. Thunder roared overhead as the rain began to pick up, beating down on them. She smiled, her cheeks tinted rosy read as she got lost in his gorgeous eyes.

Adrien stared at her, wondering how she could be so generous and kind hearted. Willing to give up her only umbrella and chance to stay dry on her walk home to the bakery for him. He wanted to refuse as she had to walk home in the rain and he simply had to get to the car, but he couldn't deny her kindness and took the umbrella from her hands.

"Thanks Marinette," he smiled, twisting the umbrella in his hand, familiarity washing over his hand as he held it. Then realization hit him. It wasn't just any umbrella she had just given him, no, it was the same one that he had given her on that fateful first day of school.

"You kept it?"

Marinette shyly nodded as she was shielded from the rain. She looked up, noticing that they were once again sharing the umbrella. "That first day of school didn't go so well and all those mean things Chloe did I blamed on you. I thought you were just like her for a while. Then I was proven wrong. When you gave me your umbrella that day, I saw how kind and generous you were. After all, someone who sacrifices getting drenched in the rain for someone else couldn't be all bad," she said gently. "I wanted to give it back to you, I really did. But…it had a lot of meaning and I just, couldn't," she looked down at the steps, feeling guilty that she hadn't returned it sooner. That she had kept it for such a silly reason.

"It's okay Marinette, I understand.," Adrien smiled causing her heart to flutter. "The first day was pretty rough, but in the end I made a really good friend."

They stayed silent for a while longer, staring out at the rain that was coming down. But it didn't last long as the sound of a car horn broke the serenity. "Looks like my ride is here. Thanks again Marinette, I'll see you tomorrow," he stared down the stairs toward the car where the Gorilla was already waiting for him with the door open.

The door shut behind him and Plagg flew out of Adrien's shirt, claiming the umbrella as his personal sitting space, fussing a bit over how damp it was. He looked up at his miraculous holder, tilting his head in question. "You like her don't you?"

Adrien stared out the window, watching Marinette's figure get smaller and smaller as they drove away. "We've been over this Plagg, Ladybug is the only one who holds my heart," he sighed, watching the rain slide down the window. "Marinette's, just a friend."