A/N: Off-topic, I feel like to survive in this economy I should just become a sugar baby.

"If we always put things into words,
Vague as they are, this would end up vanishing.
I want to stay in your warm arms
Until night turns to day, if nothing else."

ダチュラと林檎 (Datura and Apple) - Nejishiki (Covered by 奏音69 (Kanon69))

Pairing - Adrinette

Prompt - 'Cold hands'

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"What the heck!? Your hands are absolutely freezing! I thought those fuzzy mittens were keeping them warm!" Alya shrieked, the baby hairs on the back of her neck still sticking up after her best friend spooked her by tapping her neck with her ice-cold fingers. Marinette simply shrugged, more than pleased to have Alya feel the brunt of her impulsive, mischievous nature and her cheeky grin only widened when she received a mock glare.

"They were keeping them warm. I told you before, my hands always get this cold around this time of the year no matter what I do." As if to emphasise her point, Marinette wiggled her cold digits at Alya and her best friend comically moved away from the offending hands and sent an endeared flick against the designer's forehead. The way Marinette's nose scrunched up, as a result, had Alya cooing internally, loving how adorable her best friend always was. She had to quickly shake that feeling away otherwise the crafty girl would start pestering her with her ice-cold hands again!

"And is there really no way in warming them up? Like maybe under a hand dryer in the bathrooms? Or placing them on top of one of the heaters? For the sake of my safety from your pranks?" Alya pooched her lips as Marinette continued to smirk smugly like a very satisfied gremlin who was up to no good (it even gave Chat Noir's iconic shit-eating grin a run for its money).

"The hand dryers in the nearest bathroom here are currently occupied by one pesky Bourgeois and Raincomprix and right now, all the boys are hoarding the heaters around us." Marinette pointed and sure enough, the heaters in the courtyard were like honey and all the boys in their class were the bees. Alya even noted that Nino and Adrien were curled on top of them like lazy cats despite being bundled up in thick winter coats and scarves. "So, looks like you'll have to deal with my wonderful, amazing, ice-cold hands poking you when you least expect it~!"

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Aw hell nah!

Alya Césaire absolutely REFUSED to be tortured all day just because Marinette was feeling extra cheeky this morning! She absolutely adored her best friend to the moon and back but right now, she needed to be put down a peg or two.

And what better way to humble her best friend than the idea she immediately just concocted~? Especially with it having a win-win situation for all the parties involved~?

This time, Alya wore the shit-eating grin that sent cold sweat down Marinette's spine and before the shorter of the duo could even think of running away faster than the speed of sound, Alya commenced with her foolproof plan and opened her mouth.

"Oh, Adrien~? Do you mind helping me out and warm up Marinette~? She is so, soooooo cold, that poor thing!" It was as if Adrien Agreste was a hungry little cat and Alya was shaking a bag of delicious treats and immediately, he leapt off the heaters and zoomed towards the duo at high speeds and before anyone else could even blink-

Marinette Dupain-Cheng was engulfed in the arms of her very enthusiastic and very lovable boyfriend and the force of his embrace knocked them both to the ground in a muffled thump.

"Ugh...Chaton...again?"

"I'm not letting my Lady go until she's nice and warm~!"

And Alya was free of Marinette's cold hands for the rest of the day whilst her best friend was wrapped in Adrien's arms throughout the whole time. At least the embarrassed and shy Marinette got plenty of cuddles and kisses from her partner!

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A/N: NOW FEED ME YOUR COMMENTS COS CAPITALISM WON'T FEED ME ENOUGH FOOD.