"C'mon girl! Let's go!" Alya stood at the staircase of Marinette's bed, pulling at the covers. "We're going to Adrien's! C'mon Mari, he's doing it to cheer you up!"

It was Saturday morning and Marinette hadn't gotten up. Her parents closed the bakery that day to get done with their special order.

Marinette pulled the covers closer, making a soft grunt-like sound. Alya glared. "Get up dammit!" Alya pulled one last time, successfully pulling the blanket off her.

Marinette huffed and sat up, squinting at the sudden brightness. "Stop worrying about being akumatized. It happens to everyone. Even me."

Marinette stared at her with wide eyes. 'Really?' she mouthed. "Oui, et Nino aussi. Now get dressed, we're going to Adrien's."

Marinette lazily got up and got dressed. She changed into warm pants, a long sleeved shirt, and a fluffy pullover sweater. It was cold outside but Adrien had sent his car so they didn't need much.

Both girls went downstairs and left (Alya had already explained to Sabine and Tom they were going to Adrien's). They got into the car and Gorilla drove them back to Adrien's.

They arrived and Nathalie told them to head upstairs, Nino was already there with Adrien. Both girls headed upstairs and saw both boys playing some video game.

"No fair dude! You cut me off!" Nino protested. "Nope, I won fair and square!" Adrien grinned.

Nino sent him a glare. They continue to bicker back and forth, neither had noticed the girls standing by the door.

Marinette and Alya exchanged glances before Alya spoke up. "Are you guys going to continue bickering or...?"

Both boys jumped and turned back to face the girls. Alya was standing with her arms crossed and Marinette stood next to her, holding back a smile.

"Sorry, Alya," Nino replied, slightly red cheeks. Adrien got up from the couch and immediately walked up to Marinette. He grabbed both of her hands and smiled at her. "How are you feeling, Mari?" he asked.

'Better,' she mouthed. "Good."

Alya made her way towards Nino and they shared a sympathetic glance. Adrien was looking at Marinette with love and adoration and Marinette was staring back similarly, only her love towards him wasn't the love he had for her.

To Alya and Nino, it seemed Adrien was hopelessly in love with a girl who was in love with someone else. Marinette seemed clueless about Adrien's feelings.

"Can we start playing, I want to beat your butts!" Alya spoke up. Marinette and Adrien turned to them and walked over, hand in hand.

Is Marinette that dense? Oh sweet little Mari, Alya thought. She raised a brow at their intertwined hands. "How would Chat react to seeing you hold Adrien's hand?" she asked.

Marinette looked down at her intertwined hand and then back up at Alya. She thought for a moment and then shrugged.

Alya frowned, "Mari, wouldn't it make him mad?" 'He doesn't seem to care about Adrien,' she mouthed.

Alya blinked in surprise. "He doesn't. . . care?" Marinette nodded. Chat had told her that he had no worries over that "pretty boy".

Adrien tried his best to hold back a grin. Chat doesn't care because it is Chat that's holding her hand. And besides, as much as he hated to admit it, Adrien was just a friend. Holding hands was just a gesture of their friendship.

Still confused, Alya turned around. Nino started a game and Adrien sat down on the couch. Marinette was still pretty tired considering how late she slept and how early she was awoken.

Adrien told her to take a nap on his bed and she happily accepted. She made her way over to his bed and was about to drop dead on the extremely comfy looking bed when she paused. Next to his bed was a familiar scrapbook.

Puzzled, Marinette picked it up. Was that the scrapbook she gave Chat? She frowned and opened the book. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. Inside were the pictures and notes she wrote for Chat.

How did Adrien have it? That wasn't possible unless. . . Marinette was hit with sudden realization. Adrien was Chat Noir. Her best friend was her secret boyfriend.

Suddenly his behavior became apparent. That's why Chat didn't mind Adrien. That's why Adrien was so protective of her the night of the club. That's why he (Adrien) was so affectionate towards her despite only being a friend. He was her boyfriend.

Marinette turned to look back at the couch. No one had noticed her. Adrien was her boyfriend. Adrien Agreste.

Adrien turned around to look at her and their eyes met. Marinette froze in place. She held the scrapbook close to her chest as her heartbeat rose and she felt heat rise to her cheeks.

He glanced down at the scrapbook and then back up at her. He grinned and sent her wink. He turned back around and continued playing his game.

.

Marinette didn't take a nap, instead she lay staring at the ceiling. Adrien is Chat. Adrien is Chat. Adrien. Is. Chat.

How had she not noticed? How had no one noticed?

Marinette was snapped out of her almost eternal thoughts when Alya spoke up. "What time is it? I'm hungry, I ate an early breakfast."

Nino nodded in agreement. "I want to go get a sandwich from that small shop a few blocks down, wanna come?" she asked the group. Adrien and Marinette declined. Nino agreed. Both got up and put on warm, fluffy coats Adrien had.

"Well be right back. Sure you don't want anything, Mari?" Marinette shook her head. Alya raised a brow and left with Nino.

Adrien was still sitting on the couch and Marinette was sitting on the bed, still clutching the scrapbook. Had she really been lying there for hours clutching the book? It felt more like 20 minutes.

"Surprised?" Adrien asked. Marinette slowly nodded. He got up and walked over to her. He sat next to her and brought his hand up, motioning to his ring. So it was true.

Marinette felt the heat rise back to her cheeks. Everything she did with Chat, she did with Adrien. Her best friend. Granted, nothing inappropriate happened, but still! To her it was still a big deal.

"You're not. . . upset, are you?" he asked, worry lacing his words. Marinette's eyes widened and she dropped the scrapbook. Of course not! I'm just surprised, she signed.

"Do you still love me?" he asked. Marinette flinched at the question. "Does me being Adrien change anything?"

He lifted a hand and placed it on her cheek. She stared into his eyes. Chat's eyes. "It's still me." They both leaned in, their lips centimeters away.

"Adrien!"

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Oui, et Nino aussi - Yes, and Nino too