Marinette's bright blue eyes stared at him in confusion. Why did I ask that? Adrien threw his hand at his face. "Can we go talk somewhere more quiet?"

Marinette nodded and followed Adrien outside after grabbing her jacket. Her blue hair glowed in the light of the moon and Adrien desperately wanted to play with it. Instead, he addressed the issue.

"What do you think of me, Marinette?" Adrien frowned.

Marinette looked even more lost now. "Wh-what? What do you mean?"

When Adrien simply looked down, Marinette continued. "Y-you're my friend. And you're really just a f-f-fantastic person," Marinette seemed to be embarrassed. "I'm really happy we were paired up."

Marinette's face was red, but Adrien noted that they hadn't been outside long enough for it to be because of the cold.

"I'm just really confused." Adrien sighed. "I think you're a friend of mine but at the same time I know you're not but you also are and it's... I don't even know how to describe it."

Marinette kept on staring at Adrien and Adrien didn't know what to say or do. He kind of wanted to keep on talking but maybe now would be the time to play with her hair - do friends even do that?

"YOU LIKE HER YOU DUMBASS!" Alye yelled from the door and closed it again.

Adrien almost choked on nothing and he felt like maybe he got the wrong miraculous based on how red his face probably was right now.

Marinette started awkwardly moving around looking as flustered as Adrien. What do you do in a situation like this?

"C-c-cat got your tongue?" WHAT THE HELL, AGRESTE? IT DOESN' T EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE TO BE MAKING CAT PUNS RIGHT NOW. YOU'RE NOT EVEN CHAT NOIR.

Marinette chuckled and rolled her eyes. "I knew you liked cats!"

"Sorry... It's a coping mechanism."

They shared a small laugh.

"Listen..." Marinette said. "Don't worry about what Alya said, she's always like that."

"Actually, uh," Adrien grinned at Marinette. "I don't mind."

Adrien was satisfied by how surprised Marinette looked at the comment. Cute.

"I was thinking," He gathered up some more courage. "Maybe you and I could hang out sometime? Like, not as a part of an assignment or a coincidence."

"A-and not in a party with all our classmates," Marinette laughed.

"Like, a date."

Marinette smiled with her whole face. "I would like that."

Author's note:

Whoopsie doopsie, a super short final chapter? That doesn't have much to do with Christmas? Well, I hope you enjoy it anyway.

Thank you for all your support with the story! ^_^

Also, any thoughts on the story picture I made with Microsoft Paint? :D That was hard.

~Till we meet again!