A/N: You know...I should really be updating Blanc Noise lol. I can't believe it's actually been almost one year since I updated that monster but eh, my brain does what it wants to do UwU. This drabble is also plotless and sweet and full of class silliness so enjoy fellas~
"I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins
Spotlight on me and I'm ready to break
I'm like a performer, the dance floor is my stage
Better be ready, hope that you feel the same"
Circus - Britney Spears
Pairing - Adrinette
Prompt - 'Sleep Deprived'
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Internally cursing that stupid photo shoot that took place just before four in the teeth-chattering, frosty morning, poor Adrien kept his head plastered against the desk whilst his classmates flooded into the room as the morning bell shrilled like a banshee.
And why did the shoot take place so early in the morning you might ask~?
It's all because of Signore. Giuseppe who wanted to capture the cool, morrow sunrise behind the model's silhouette for some nonsensical 'angelic' vision as part of his Père's current line of work this year.
He was forced to wear angel wings made of feathers.
Real feathers.
Feathers which he was deathly allergic to.
Did Gabriel 'Father of the year' Agreste even care?
No, of course, he fucking didn't.
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"I swear if I had no self-restraint, I'd have let Plagg ruin the entire shoot had it not meant I would have had to redo the whole thing again..." The teen mumbled to himself, voice husky and painfully low from sleep deprivation and eyes viciously burning with the need to just close and rest for a good twenty minutes.
Or twenty hours.
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"Mec- what's up?"
Nino's chirpy greeting was met with a fatigued, defeated groan from his overworked pal, the bespectacled teen concluding right away that his boy was utterly done with the day and that his internal list of how many times he needs to kick good ol' Gabe in the groin has upped itself by five points.
It was currently at one thousand, five hundred and sixty-two kicks so far.
That crusty old white man doesn't need his balls whatsoever.
"Hey," Nino's voice lowered to a much softer tone, taking his seat by Adrien and grasped the feline's shoulder soothingly. "Why don't you head to the nurse's room for the morning and come back to class after lunch? I know you- you're gonna pass out ten minutes into the first period anyway."
"No...I don't want to miss any more class than I have to..." The blonde muttered back, relaxing under his best friend's touch. "I'll wake up properly in a bit...after I close my eyes for a few...minutes...wake me up if I fall asleep..."
The concerned boy of the duo simply rolled his eyes, albeit fondly, patting the tired one's shoulder. Oh, if only there was a way to tear off the iron clad leash that Agreste senior had sewn over his son's neck...
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Suddenly, Adrien's eyes snapped open.
He heard his favourite sound, he smelt his favourite scent and when he finally lifted his head up from the desk, he was greeted with his favourite sight.
His vision was captured by gorgeous, silky midnight locks- hair that was so black that it practically glittered blue under the moonlight. Matched with accompanying sky blue sapphires that glinted with amusement from whatever her best friend was saying, slightly reddened by lethargy and even rosier, sweeter lips that begged to be kissed 'good-morning' from the shine of its fruit flavoured gloss.
A sugary, lovesick sigh escaped his throat like a pining Disney princess, much to his best friend's amusement who simply waggled his eyebrows at the smitten model.
"Hnn...you're the reason why I get out of bed every day, Marinette..." Adrien's words poured out of his lips before his brain could even comprehend them, mouth upturned into a dopey, adoring grin. The smile simply widened as the girl of his affection reddened on the spot beautifully, a kettle like-squeal escaping her tight lips as she attempted to greet him back.
"O-o-oh! Sa-Salut, DrienA- I mean ADRIEN-" The flustered girl gave up, digging her combusted face into her hands, blind to the hearts that was literally radiating from the boy she loves as he continued to eye her like she's his world. Yet, she never looked any less perfect to him as he fought the urge to crawl upon his desk and nuzzle his face into hers like the silly cat he was.
Hmm...what's stopping him now-
"Oh come on Sunshine boy. Class hasn't even started yet and you've already broken my best friend. That should be a new record." Alya playfully scolded him with jest, leading Marinette to her seat whilst the sluggish Adrien kept beaming at the cute designer. Dieu, he really wanted her in his arms.
"What~? I simply just spoke the truth, non~? Maybe instead of having six different alarms going off, I should just have Marinette in bed with me so that I'd have a solid case to wake up in the mornings...hnnn...I bet she looks so pretty with a...bedhead...'n all cute and stuff...hnn..."
Then, Adrien'smooth-talker' Agreste finally passed out, light snores slipping away from him, ignorant to how the rest of his classmates had their eyeballs literally bulge from their sockets.
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"Alya...babe...you got all of that on camera?" Nino's eye twitched.
"I sure did, hun." Alya wore a smile that was borderline satanic.
As for Marinette?
Her soul literally left her body.
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A/N: Why do so many of my stories end with Adrien trying to get Marinette in bed with him!?
Anyways, I'll proofread like whenever.
ADIEU MOTHAFOKAS.
