"WHAT?!" Chloe shouted. She was disappointed at the fact that she had to be paired up with Sabrina instead of 'her Adrikins'.
"I WANT TO BE WITH MY ADRIKINS! NOT HAVE THAT TRASH WITH HIM!"
"Settle down, Chloe, or I'll have to send you to the principal's office." Ms. Bustier said, stating the fact that the Mayor's daughter can get into trouble too. With one death glare to Marinette, she gave out a loud huff and sat down with her arms crossed.
"Well, I guess we're partners then." Marinette whispered. Adrien and her were both assigned to a project where they had to research and present to the class information about the current Ladybug and Chat Noir. Mostly about who they are and some extra information about their powers and their history. It's a pretty funny topic since both of them are superheroes. But at least it's something to help them talk. That's what Alya would say.
"Y-y-yeah!" Struggling , Adrien was having trouble with speaking properly in front of Marinette, which is horrible, considering that she was the first one to stutter. But this time, it is the same except reverse? Well, time is seriously a weird thing.
When class finished, Alya had a plan. An idea. And when it comes to having an idea, you can never stop her. For lunch, she usually eats with Marinette, but since her and Nino were dating (secretly), she decided to spend her time with her boyfriend.
Packing her books into her bag, Alya whispered into Nino's ear, giving him a small scoop of what's going to happen. He nodded with a smirk on his face.
"Hey Mari," Alya said, while having a smirk on her face.
"Yes?" Marinette knew that smirk from anywhere. It was her hooking-Marinette-and-Adrien-up smirk. She knows that she ain't gonna like this.
"I'm going to have lunch with Nino. Simply because he has Some information about Ladybug and I just want to hear it." Liar.
"So is it ok you can have lunch with Adrien instead?" The raven haired girl was frantically looking at her best friend and her school crush. What was she planning on doing now? And why can't she leave this alone?
"Uh... Sure." Marinette hesitated at first when trying to respond to the young journalist, but finally came to an agreement. Giving a nod, Alya took Nino's hand and walked away, leaving the two dense lovers alone.
"So," Adrien started, trying to break the awkward silence between the two.
"We can go to one of the empty benches over there to eat our lunch." He pointed at the bench that was just under one of the trees that were at the right of the school. Adrien then looked at Marinette, seeing that she was not responding and was looking away. Her mind must be somewhere else then.
"Yeah, we can sit there." Without another word, the two teens walked towards the oak bench and sat down, taking out their lunch at the same time.
They were both eating in silence. None of them were talking, nor looking at each other with a smile. It was definitely the most uncomfortable time they ever experienced. Until Marinette had something in her mind that can make them interested in the subject that they will be talking about.
"I was thinking, when shall we do our assessment." Marinette said, looking at the confused blonde.
"Um... We can do it at your house tomorrow, since my father wouldn't allow any friend of mine over there."
"Sure!" She squeaked, unconsciously moving closer to him. He did the same.
"You know, you have beautiful eyes." Oh god, he didn't mean to say that out loud, yet he did.
"They remind me of the summer sky," He was moving closer, lips only a few inches away.
"And they also can make anyone fall for you..." Adrien looked at her lips, then back to her eyes, signalling that he was going in for a kiss. Moving even closer, their lips were about to touch.
Until the bell rang.
It scared both of them. Took only a split second to notice that they were only inches away. Separating from each other, both having a blushing face. They just stared at one another, then grabbed their stuff and quickly walked back to the school and into the next class. Well, it was more like sprinting.
This is going to be even more difficult then they thought it would be.
The Next Day...
It was already the afternoon, school had just finished and Marinette and Adrien were on their way to the baker to start the assessment that they were assigned to. For the both of them, since they already know everything, they've already written down the information and facts about the two heroes and the powers they have, just so that it wouldn't be suspicious and weird about how they knew all of this. Not only that, Marinette also took down all the posters of Adrien from her wall and decided to put up all the sketches that she has drawn, and she also changed her computer background to a picture of her and Alya taking a selfie under the Eiffel Tower.
By the time they made it to the bakery, Adrien was greeted with two hugs from Marinette's parents, making him feel like he was going to suffocate from the lack of air in his lungs.
"Papa! You're going to kill him!" Marinette shouted, she was slowly turning red because of the embarrassment she has to face when it comes to Sabine and Tom. When Tom finally released Adrien, the raven haired girl brought Adrien into her room before her mum started talking about her crush for the blonde.
"Sorry about my parents, they are always like this." She sighed, then went to her desk to turn on her computer, with Adrien following not too close behind. Putting his bag down, he looked around the area that was once filled with posters of himself (when he was there as Chat Noir), and was now filled with sketches and drawings of dresses, jumpers, suites, and a Chat Noir hoodie? Adrien shook his head, thinking that she must've just done it for fun, so he continued looking.
"Hey Marinette?" As a response, Marinette hummed while researching some more facts about Ladybug, even though she didn't need to.
"Is this the dress that you're going to wear for the Masquerade ball?" Now that caught her attention. She quickly turned around, looking at where the blonde was pointing at, and then gave out a giggle or two.
"That's not my dress," She stood up, walking away from her chair and computer, and stood next to Adrien.
"That's Alya's." The dress was a knee length dress with short sleeves and a v-neck. It was designed to be a bit tight but also comfortable, giving out a red and black theme. The mask was coated with red, dedicating it to Ladybug.
"I'm making her dress and also making Nino's suit, since he was forced to go because of Alya." Another giggle was given out. This made Adrien smile even wider. She pointed out the suit that she was making for Nino. It was a tuxedo, but the outline of the suit was green, showing off the Chat Noir theme. The mask was also black with a tint of green lacing around it.
"So where's your dress then?" He sounded serious, wanting to know if the girl that he is rapidly falling for is going so that he can spot her when he's going as Chat Noir. Maybe he can even ask her to make the bow and mask for him.
"I don't have one."
"Why not?" Curiosity just killed the cat ladies and gentlemen.
"Because I'm not going." This was surprising. Adrien always thought that Marinette would be going to the ball. Maybe she is, but that's unpredictable.
"Well, you're not the only one staying at home." He let out a sigh, then turned to face Marinette. She was giving him a confuse look.
"Why aren't you going?"
"Well, it's the same time as when I have a photo shoot, so that means I can't go." They we're moving closer, inches apart. They were looking deeply into each other's crystal eyes. In their mind, they were both thinking about how they have seen those eyes before but they can't put their finger on it.
"Can I say something?" Adrien whispered. Marinette giggled at the silly question.
"Of course you can." She replied.
"You are amazing, you know that." Before she could say anything, Adrien cupped her face and pulled her into a kiss. It was a surprise at first for Marinette, but she then kissed back. His hands slowly moved from her cheek to her back, then gliding down to land on her hips, the feeling of his hands was sending shivers down her spine, making her give out a moan. Marinette then wrapped her arms around his neck, hands softly pulling his smooth, blonde hair, signalling that she wanted more.
A few seconds later, they finally pulled out, they both needed some air before they could continue.
"Wow." Adrien whispered, panting uncontrollably.
"Wow indeed."
"Can I try something?" He said between his breaths.
"Sure." She let out. With no hesitation, he pushed her against a table,making her sit on the table with her legs spread out so that he could have access to kiss her. This time, his hands were on her hips, and he's now more focused on the taste of her soft lips. The taste was sweet, a mixture of strawberry and cookie. The feeling of her lips against his was soft, sensational, delicate, and tasty.
It was only a few minutes later when the kisses became rougher. Adrien caressing Marinette's body, which was making her moan, and Marinette pulling Adrien's hair a bit rougher, making him moan. Instead of staying in the same position, Adrien decided to pick Marinette up. This made her squeak, but she soon forgot about it. He was now bringing her to her chaise, lightly putting her down while being on top of her. He then pulled out from the kiss and started kissing her jawline, then moving down to her neck. He was kissing, nibbling, sucking, trying to make a mark on her skin.
"Adrien, what are you doi-" before she could say anything else, Adrien started to nibble her ear, making her bite her lower lip so that she wouldn't have to moan any louder. Once Adrien has already gave her a hickey, he came back up and started kissing again, this time, more rough. Marinette started tasting his lips, noting that he was using a vanilla flavoured lip bomb, giving a more extravagant taste towards the kiss. His scent was woody and masculine, giving her a strange vibe that she has smelt this kind of cologne before. She then focused more on his lips now, taking every bit and finer of his being. It was smooth, a bit wet, tasty, and... Familiar? No, it can't be. Instead of stopping and trying to think of where she felt these two lips before, she decided to throw the thought into the back of her mind and continue taking all the exquisite feeling into her body.
They knew that they were suppose to work on their assessment, but they didn't care. Now they were thinking of the magnificent event that is happening right now. It wasn't long until Marinette had an idea, and that was to take Adrien's shirt off. She decided to play with the hem of his shirt, telling him that she wanted to see his exposed chest. He did so.
Oh my god! He has a six pack! Marinette thought while staring with wide eyes at the glorious body Adrien has. He was confused at first to why she didn't continue, only to finally notice what she was staring at, this made him smirk.
"You like what you see?" He said, his voice was deep and was full of lust. She couldn't respond, she was too into what she was looking at that she couldn't find words to say something. The only thing she could do now was just nod and let her hands unconsciously roam around his chest and stomach.
It was only for a few seconds until she took off her shirt, revealing a lacy red bra. This made him excited. After that, they continued with the hot kisses that they were longing for.
But there was a problem. They didn't hear Marinette's mother calling her name, telling her that Alya was here to help with the assessment. They didn't hear Alya's footsteps that were slowly getting louder. And most certainly didn't hear the trapdoor opening, with Alya's head sticking out. But what they did hear, was Alya's voice when she started to talk.
"Hey Mari I was just thinking- OH MY GOD!" Now this made them stop immediately. They both looked at the Blogger for a second, and then looked at each other, finally realising that they were caught. Instincts finally kicked in, and they both separated each other by being at least 3 meters away from each other.
"H-h-h-hey Alya!" Marinette said nervously.
"So," Alya started, already inside the room and already closed the trapdoor. She had her arms crossed.
"How long?"
Well, this is going to be a long night...