A/N: Sorry it took so long for the update. I seriously didn't know where to go with this chapter. It kind of feels like a dud.

-MARINETTE-

Louis fussed in his crib as Adrien tried to calm him down. He was going through serious fevering, and Marinette struggled with the breast bump. She contemplating feeding him straight on, but feared that he would bite her.

It didn't help that Marinette had slight of a hangover. She didn't drink much, but she figured to be a lightweight. It was her first drink.

Adrien looked up just as Marinette shook off her bra, her chest swollen and sore.

His eyes widened as he stood up, leaving Louis to fuss in his crib.

"Whoa, whoa, what are you doing?" He asked, his face flushing red.

Marinette looked up at him with a grimace.

"I'm pumping milk for Louis..." Her voice trailed off.

Adrien sighed, it had been awhile since he's seen Marinette naked, since before his son was born. It still surprised him of how comfortable she was willing to be around him. It even reached the point where she'd undress around him without a second thought.

"Y-you can't do that." Adrien explained slowly approaching her, pulling her bra back up her arms and covering her chest.

Marinette blinked in confusion, her cheeks red, and her eyes glossy.

"W-Why not?" She asked curiously.

Adrien looked at her, his eyes smothered in hurt and disappointment.

"Because..." He sighed. "You haven't cleared the alcohol from your body." He explained. "If you breastfeed, or give him breast milk, it'll have alcohol in it. Louis' body can't break down alcohol the way ours do."

Marinette felt herself flush with embarrassment. She felt incredibly silly at her ignorance. At the same time, she felt totally irresponsible. Her actions caused her son, yet again, to miss out on feeding.

Marinette shrugged as she hunched over.

"Then what are we going to do?" She asked, her eyes almost watering.

"I'll pick something up from the store." Adrien assured, as he rested a hand on her lap. "It'll be okay."

Marinette shook her head, as she continued to look at Louis, who was miserable from his head constantly pounding In his ears. He only had a few more doses of children's medicine left to go.

Marinette looked at him with worry.

"We can wean him off the breastmilk." She breathed. "Will my chest hurt more than it is now?"

Adrien shrugged.

"I'm not sure. I'm just as new to this as you are." He explained.

Marinette noticed something was written on his face, but she couldn't exactly put her finger on it.

Adrien slipped off the bed to carry Louis.

Marinette shrugged it off, and struggled to slip back on her shirt.

Louis finally calmed down enough to be placed back in his crib.

Marinette and Adrien could both feel the tension between the two of them. Adrien folded his arms, and kept his eyes on Louis.

Marinette turned to her side on her bed.

Marinette waited, it had grown quiet. She sighed and sat up, slowly, her head pounding slightly.

"Adrien... Talk to me. You've been ignoring me since we woke up." Marinette sighed, fixing her bra strap.

Adrien tensed. He didn't utter anymore words after.

Marinette slipped off towards the side and sighed.

"Adrien..." Her voice trailed off.

Adrien looked as if he was thinking about something. Like, he needed to wrap his head around something, that Marinette couldn't quite pick up what exactly it was.

Adrien sat next to Marinette thoughtfully, his eyes trailing off.

Marinette reached up, and grabbed his hand. Her fingers interlocked with his, but Adrien didn't seem to respond.

"Adrien, what's wrong?" She asked curiously, bringing his hand up to her lips and kissing it.

Adrien brought his gaze back to her.

He pressed his lips together before he decided to speak. His lips opened slightly, but stopped once a harsh vibration emanated from Marinette's phone.

Marinette jumped, her throat clamping up.

Nathanaël was calling her.

Marinette quickly tucked her phone under her pillow.

Adrien looked at her, his brow raised.

"Who is that?" He asked curiously.

Marinette sighed. She immediately remembered the party last night, and the awkward moment where she fell on top of him.

Marinette breathed in, her face immediately starting to flush.

Adrien noticed the blush that crawled against her skin like a heard of fire ants.

"Marinette..." His voice trailed off.

Marinette shook her head.

"It's no one." She explained.

She looked at his hand locked in with hers.

Her heart fell, when his hand slipped out of hers.

"No one..." His voice trailed off, her phone still buzzing.

Marinette sighed, rubbing her arm.

"It's Nathanaël...he's probably calling about the project." She explained.

It could've been true, but she was a lot more sure he was going to call about the party they went to the night before.

Adrien looked at her, his eyes narrowing.

"Why don't you pick up?" He asked.

Marinette shrugged.

"Because I'm talking to you..." Marinette explained.

Adrien pursed his lips.

"I don't mind." He explained.

Marinette shook her head.

"No, you're more important. He can wait." she assured.

Adrien sighed, his muscles relaxing.

"Don't worry about it." He spoke softly, looking up at Louis who turned to his side.

Marinette sighed.

She watched him with a grimace as he left her alone, once again.

When school started again, Marinette tried to pretend she didn't notice Nathanaël.

Adrien was already acting weird around her. It only made her worry.

She didn't tell him about the party, but she was able to cleanse her body from alcohol at Louis' expense.

Marinette was pretty happy that she got him to eat more solid foods. He was getting to that age.

Nathanaël threw a piece of paper at Marinette's head.

Marinette looked back at him.

He waved enthusiastically.

Marinette offered a nervous smile and waved back.

She quickly turned back.

Adrien didn't seem to notice anything as he was still facing the front of the class just as Ms. Bustier came in.

She could feel Nathanaël's eyes on her even as class was in session.

Occasionally, she'd look back at him, only to find him drawing something.

She sighed and decided to focus on class.

When class was over, Marinette was a little bummed that Adrien didn't at least give her a hug before he headed off home, with Sabrina, she believed.

Every other time, he was more than willing to sneak kisses to her here and there, but suddenly, everything felt different.

She looked at Nathanaël who patiently waited for the class to file out before he approached her.

"Hey." He breathed as he sat next to her.

Marinette smiled wearily.

"Hey." She replied, still a bit bummed about how fast Adrien left. She felt horrible. It was like he acted like he didn't even know her. He didn't acknowledge her either. Marinette didn't want to think that it was symbolic to an end of something.

Nathanaël fidgeted in the seat beside her, that was usual where Alya sat.

"I'm really sorry about the drinks last night. I had no idea my cousin spiked them. I got unintentionally drunk too." He sighed. "I'm genuinely sorry about that."

With that, he placed a hand on his chest like a gentleman.

Marinette snickered at his genuine posture. She couldn't tell why, but she began to blush immensely.

Perhaps it was simply because it was a nice gesture.

She believed him almost instantaneously.

"It's okay, Nathanaël." She assured with a flushed smile.

"I know it was a misunderstanding. We're both okay, and alive, that's what matters." She spoke, rubbing her cheeks, and looking away shyly

Nathanaël blushed some, and looked away just as she did.

"Does that mean, you'll consider hanging out with me, outside of the project?" Nathanaël asked timidly.

Marinette bit her lip.

"Perhaps." She sighed. She was having a lot of fun with Nathanaël. With Adrien being busy with his project and Louis, she was beginning to see less and less of him. Lately, he had been giving her the cold shoulder, and it was hurting her beyond anyone's imagination.

Nathanaël smiled and looked at his hands on the desk.

"Have you decided if you're going to the dance?" Marinette asked, clearing her throat.

Nathanaël shrugged and looked at Marinette shyly.

"No, I haven't decided yet. Unless I get an official word that you're going, then I'll go too." Nathanaël explained.

Marinette smiled, her lips pursing as she nodded.

"I'll inform you before the week ends. We have to finish our project first." Marinette murmured.

Nathanaël bit his lip and chuckled.

"You're right. Shall we get together again sometime to work on it?" He asked.

Marinette nodded shyly, clutching her pencil.

Marinette's eyes widened as Nathanaël placed an obnoxious kiss on her cheek.

She blushed immediately and chuckled nervously when he pulled away, giggling with her.

She knew it took him a lot of courage to do so. She didn't want to shoot him down like that.

But she couldn't really lead him on either.

She was surprised by the Kiss, she definitely wasn't expecting something like that either. But she knew it was either wrong or innocent. She couldn't tell the difference yet.

But she knew one thing for sure, and that was how her and Adrien used to be.

She missed her boyfriend.

On the outside of the classroom, Adrien sat by the door, his knees pressed to his chest.

His fists clenched at their giggles. He even winced when he heard some sort of kissing.

He didn't want to believe what he was being convinced of.

Adrien sighed, a grimace forming on his face, as tears threatened to build up on the edges of his eyes.

Marinette and Nathanaël continued to go over their project, as Adrien folded his arms across his knees and buried his face in them