-MARINETTE-

Marinette could feel her muscles ache, as she let out a raspy sigh.

She went straight head first into the mattress. Her cheeks were hot and red, and her skin dampened with sweat.

Adrien soon fell beside her, his body in the exact state as hers.

Marinette groaned as she turned to her side, her eyes glossy and dazed as she tried to catch her breath, attempting to recuperate at what they had just finished.

Adrien hung his arm over his forehead briefly as he did the same, attempting to even out his breathing.

"Marinette..." He breathed with a smile and turned to his side to face her.

Marinette bit her lip with a blush as she looked at him.

"Do we have time for another?" He asked with a cheeky grin and leaned over to lazily drape his legs through hers.

Marinette held the nape of his neck as he rested his head on her chest.

"I don't think so." She breathed. "We've been at this non-stop. We should give it a rest." She chuckled.

Adrien chuckled along side her. Marinette seemed to be in better moods since they've started their constant romps. It was a lot of fun, not to mention benefiting on both parts. Marinette was indeed content in that department. The moments after was what brought them two together. They'd have interesting conversations, they'd hold each other, maybe sneak a smooch or two. It was all Marinette could have ever asked for.

"I'll say." Adrien breathed, pulling Marinette out of her train of thought.

"The only time we ever get a baby sitter during a quick lunch break and we passed up sleeping or eating to do this." He laughed, slowly sitting up.

Marinette sat up with him, pulling the blanket to her chest.

She really didn't want to go back to school. She was worried that she'd bump into Nathanaël. She hadn't talked to him since their last encounter three days ago. Despite the many times she's called him or texted him, she still had yet to receive a response.

She had walked by him a few times at school, but he simply shrugged off her greets as if they weren't anything to be bothered.

Of course this confused Marinette. She understood that he was hurting, but she couldn't help but to feel that she had been duped along the way.

Marinette slid out of bed carefully. Adrien held still as Marinette tried to climb over him. She blushed as he laughed quietly as she briefly straddled him, and then finally made it off the bed.

She turned to him, her eyes wide with excitement as she gave him a genuine smile.

"Want to head for a quick shower, kitty?"

Adrien looked at her, nearly drooling before he sheepishly scampered behind her.

Later that day in school Marinette became fidgety.

Alya giggled as Marinette had a hard time sitting still.

Nathanaël sat a few desks behind them, looking at the folded piece of paper of the drawing he had made of Marinette.

"Whats wrong with you? Why are you so antsy?" Alya giggled.

Marinette shrugged, the blush creeping up on her face as she bit her lip and looked down.

Alya raised a brow teasingly.

"You don't know?" She teased. "Just what exactly did you do when you left with Adrien for lunch break?" She asked slyly, poking Marinette in the shoulder playfully.

Marinette shied away with a snicker.

"Shhh" she hissed blushing profusely.

Alya continued to poke her playfully.

"Are you sore, Marinette? Daytime romps with Adrien?" She teased once more with a harsh whisper.

Marinette giggled, softly pushing Alya. She tensed as she hard a snap, Alya looked back at Marinette before looking up again.

Marinette followed her gaze with a sigh, as Nathanaël stood up abruptly from his seat.

He began to storm out of the classroom.

"Where do you think you're going, young man?" Miss Bustier spoke softly turning away from the desk in the front of the classroom.

"I-I'm going to the bathroom... I'll be right back." He sighed, his fists clenched.

Marinette looked at him with a grimace. He looked angry and hurt, and the way his demeanor was, she could tell that he had heard the small girl talk she was just having with Alya.

If only he had let her talk to him. She grew tired of him ignoring her, that she eventually gave up. However, it didn't stop her from feeling the guilt. She didn't mean to put him through so much hell. The least she wanted to attain was his friendship. He was important to her whether he noticed it or not.

Miss Bustier sighed and nodded before she turned and started to stack the papers on her desk.

Adrien's eyes followed Nathanaël as he exited the classroom. He turned briefly to Marinette, who seemed just as worried as he was.

Marinette tensed. She wasn't sure just how many times the same victim could be akumatized, but she wasn't up to finding out.

Alya shook her head as she too watched as Nathanaël storm out of the classroom.

"Looks like someone still has a crush..." She spoke thoughtfully.

Marinette slowly sunk into herself, almost wanting to disappear. This was all her fault.

Miss. Bustier slowly turned towards her desk, reading the paper briefly before she started her class.

In the last three days Marinette was able to get her presentation down with Nathanaël. It was the only time she got to speak with him. Other than that he wouldn't utter two words to her. Those two were the most awkward as ever during the entire presentation.

Marinette thanked her lucky stars that it was over and done with and that she didn't actually pee on herself from her overwhelming nerves.

Marinette doodled on the paper as the class went on. She occasionally drew a few designs for baby Louis, as well as little outfits for when he was older.

He was starting to speak in full sentences and Marinette grew excited with the process. Her and Adrien were doing a pretty good job in raising their son.

Marinette occasionally looked up, glaring at the back of Adrien's head.

She'd sometimes tug at his hair, earning a few giggles from Alya as Adrien simply ignored his girlfriend tugging at his head. He was in the front of the classroom, he didn't want the teacher to notice.

Marinette looked up, her face slowly forming into a grimace as Nathanaël slowly emerged back into the classroom.

She cleared her throat as her eyes connected with his briefly before he sat back down in to his seat.

Nathanaël looked at the drawing solemnly, his chest aching. His eyes flickered back up to Marinette, only to find her already staring at him.

He immediately looked away. The image was already in his head. He could still see her with Adrien, as well as her son. It had been three days, and Nathanaël couldn't wrap the concept around his head. He could still see the image of the baby. He looked almost exactly like Adrien, but with Marinette's blue eyes and lips. He clenched his fists in frustration.

Why him?

Why did it always have to be Adrien?

Why couldn't she at least given him a chance? Nathanaël breathed in sharply, his blood almost boiling in pure rage at the sight of those two.

Adrien always got everything he wanted, a typical pretty boy that every girl oggled over. Just for once, why couldn't he be that guy?

-ADRIEN-

Adrien was already feeling tired. He really just wanted to go home and nap. He could sense the anger radiating off of Nathanaël from where he stood. Adrien really just wanted to avoid the kid.

He didn't want to make matters worse. Everything was already as bad as it was. Adrien started to tap the desk, as Marinette began to playfully tug at his hair.

He folded his arms and leaned forward, snickering at her whines as she attempted to reach forward and tug at his hair some more.

With no luck she sighed and leaned back into her seat.

As Miss. Bustier turned to collect her sheets of paper Adrien quickly turned around, sticking his tongue out at Marinette and then turned straight ahead before the teacher could notice.

Alya giggled just as Marinette gasped. Adrien snickered a bit more as she started to kick the back of his seat.

Adrien started smiling like a doofus. Marinette huffing and puffing while kicking his seat only amused him. Her and Louis acted almost the same. Almost two different faces, but with similiar personalities. Sure Louis acted like Adrien sometimes, but most of the times he was spontaneous, and silly just like his mother, and just like his father. It was all too fascinating to him.

Adrien's green eyes flickered straight up to the clock right above the teachers desk.

"Okay, that's all I wanted to cover today..." Miss. Bustier spoke softly.

"I guess class is dismissed. Anyone who's interested in the fairytale dance or is interesting in volunteering for decors, please sign up immediately on the sheets by the desk." She informed.

During her sentence majority of the students had already stood up, filing out of the classroom that she had to talk over the noise.

Nino stood up and stretched, a series of snaps traveling down his spine as he yawned.

"Alright bro. I might head to the movies with Alya. Do you want to come with?" Nino rasped, slipping his bag over his shoulder.

Adrien shook his head softly.

"I can't...there's really no time. I'm a father now." He admitted sheepishly. "Marinette and Louis come first. Plus her parents have babysat at least ten times for us. I don't want it to start becoming tedious in case if we really need them." Adrien explained.

Nino breathed out, his body slumped forward with disappointment.

"Are you sure?" He asked, almost hoping that it'll somehow change.

Adrien nodded subtly.

"I'm pretty positive."

Alya and Marinette slowly made their way towards the classroom exit.

"Alya and I are going to the girls room" Marinette, spoke softly.

"We'll meet you guys out front." Alya, interjected, grabbing Marinette's shoulders before leading her out of the classroom.

Nino and Adrien nodded, jolting their chins as the girls left out of the class and to the bathroom.

Nino brought his gaze back up towards Adrien with a grimace.

"Well, if you ever change your mind...just text me." He breathed, holding out his fist.

Adrien gave him a wistful smile as he bumped his fist. Nino returned the smile before exiting the classroom slowly.

Adrien watched carefully as he exited. He sighed as he slowly stood up. He yawned as he began sliding his bag over his shoulder, and he thoughtfully stepped down from his desk area.

Feeling a presence right behind him, Adrien tensed. His heart raced as he felt something wrapping tightly around his wrist.

Adrien instantly snapped back, his eyes locking on to a pair of clammy hands grasping on to his wrist.

Adrien immediately snapped his gaze up at Nathanaël who seemed just as much as a nervous wreck as he was.

"Nathanaël... What are you doing?" Adrien asked firmly, his pupils growing smaller.

Nathanaël pressed his lips together, his chest heaving as he tried to steady his breathing.

Adrien still kinda felt bad for the kid. He was almost too awkward not to try and empathize.

"Y-you don't deserve her..." Nathanaël spoke hoarsely.

Adrien had no words, he simply glared as Nathanaël as his own fists clenched.

"Are you out of your mind?" Adrien asked, in disbelief.

Nathanaël remained obdurate. He continued to leave both of his hands wrapped tightly against Adrien's wrist.

Nathanaël shook his head.

"Get off..." Adrien breathed, yanking his hand away from Nathanaël.

Nathanaël released his grip, glaring at Adrien as he awkwardly stumbled out of the classroom.

Adrien felt a shiver run down his spine.

That was a close one. He needed to get to Marinette quick.

This definitely was the start of something that didn't quite seem to fall in their favor.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter and slow update. Homework literally has been kicking my ass BIG TIME especially for my A&P class. xD

Thank you for your patience my loves!