Bug Bites part 1
Pairing: MariChat
Rating: T
She was minding her own business. It wasn't any of her fault that the annoying feline had come into her apartment and decided that her neck would be a good snack (not that she had complained at the time). The problem now was that all of the little hickeys (and big ones for that matter) were rather visible and she couldn't cover some of them up.
So, when her best friend and reporter came waltzing in, she didn't know what to tell her. Alya gaped at her neck and then, her lips quirked up into a smirk that was ridiculously knowing and it honestly annoyed the young seamstress.
"Looks like the cat got the cream." The reporter snickered.
"Alya, shut up…" she sighed and screwed up her eyes. "Besides, he only got a little bit of the cream, not the whole eclair."
"Oh, my god, he's er, rubbing off on you."
Marinette felt her face burn. As keyed up as she was (As keyed up as he had made her) she couldn't think in any other way. "Mon Due, Alya, no. Stop. Right there." She glared at the burnt umber haired girl, who had decided to laugh herself silly at her blue haired friend's expense.
"And you had to go to work like that today?" she gasped between chortles. Marinette blushed even harder.
"Yeah… for some reason, Adrien kept looking over at me, with this weird look on his face. Almost smug…"
Alya laughed harder. "I am so sorry."
"Why was he so smug?"
Alya's laughter finally died down enough to form coherent sentences. She looked at the designer and snorted. "Maybe he's the alley cat who keeps climbing through your window at night." She drawled.
Marinette snorted. "Oh please…"
"There is only one way to find out…"
"and that is?"
"Leave a few bug bites of your own."
"I should have known you'd go straight to the bug puns."
"Not my fault."
Yes, this will be a four-part mini story with the whole square. Tell me what you think. AOP out!