A.N: I want some takoyaki.

"OH MY GOD
It's inside my rotten brain
I'm stuck in my head,
these silly days"

OH MY GOD - ¿?Shimon

Pairing - Adrinette

Prompt - 'HUH?'

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"Are you...are you sure that they're not officially dating?Them?" A random classmate from next door questioned the fed-up-looking Alya and Nino, all their eyes glued on the cause of everyone's frustrations, practically the bane of their existence. If humans were able to literally fume with actual smoke seeping out of their ears like a boiling kettle, the entire vicinity would be filled with nothing but steam.

"Here, drink up, Marinette. It's bad enough that you have a terrible habit of skipping breakfast for the sake of school work and getting here on time, but now, not even drinking water too? I'm surprised you haven't collapsed from dehydration yet." Adrien continued to lightly glower at his sheepish partner, the girl lowering his bottle away from her lips after a couple of grateful sips. Her cheeks pinkened even further when he gently pressed the bottle back to her mouth, beckoning her to drink more because he wasn't satisfied with how little she had (assertive Adrien was so rare that getting a glimpse of this side of him was like witnessing someone break the Guinness world record).

"Thanks, but you don't need to worry so much, Adrien. You already have plenty on your plate and I wouldn't want to-" She paused mid-sentence as soon as his searing lips connected to the corner of hers (practically capturing half of her sweet lips), her hands within his protective grasp and his eyes earnest with all the unconditional love and devotion he has for her.

"Of course, I'll worry about you. You're my priority, you're mine," He pressed a few more sweet kisses on her face, earning a few timid giggles from the love of his life, the duo oblivious to the gaping onlookers in the area as their poor minds couldn't even comprehend how despite idiot one and idiot two acting like a married couple, they still weren't actually dating.

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"Like I said, are they seriously not together? Them? Those two idiots!?" The inquisitive and red-faced student received a simple facepalm from Alya and Nino instead, the bespectacled couple had already given up on life.

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"Salut, ma belle~"

"Hnnnn...salut, mon Prince~"

Both Alya and Nino watched the scene with both frustration and murder and appreciation as Marinette and Adrien exchanged a sweet, sweet kiss on the lips at the school steps, the duo tiredly leaning onto each other with coffee cups in hand. In fact, Alya's rage was big enough to crack the lenses of her glasses, all whilst idiot one and idiot two remained oblivious to the inner turmoil of their best friends(they kissed on the lips a further eight more times like the totally platonic partners they claim to be!).

"More good morning kisses on the lips, huh?" Nino quipped, his teeth clenched, hoping for once that they'll finally, FINALLY, get a clear answer. Adrien simply tilted his head at him with confusion, big green eyes blinking cutely while Marinette was practically asleep on his shoulder.

"I kiss her all the time, though." Adrien then lovingly pushed a lock of hair behind Marinette's ear, the girl was pretty much dead to the world now and all he wanted to do was cuddle in bed with her.

"And you're sure you two aren't dating?"

"I wish we were. I don't want to scare her off with my feelings so..." The model was too busy admiring his Lady, he didn't notice that Nino had to restrain a fire-breathing Alya behind him, the fiery-haired girl ready to throttle them both with her bare hands.

Just another typical morning.

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A/N: I still want takoyaki. But I also want comments. GIVE. GIVE GIVE GIVE. FEED THIS HUNGRY WHORE.