"Mama? Papa?" Marinette called out. Nobody called back. Her mother and father must be out. "Come in Adrien" Marinette said, smiling.
They slipped off their shoes and sat on the sofa and talked and chatted. "Hey, You Hungry?" Marinette Asked, opening a jar of home made cookies.

Adrien nodded and chewed on a few. "These are amazing!" He exclaimed, taking another bite out of his cookie. Marinette moved a couple inches closer, so she was right beside him. She put one hand on the left side of her cheek and poured. He touched her cheek again, his warm hand against her cool cheek. Felt Just right.

They stared at each other for a few minutes, until Adrien asked her about Luka. She turned away for a Minute and took a big sigh. "I was over at his place yesterday. We had a fight about something.. I can't remember what.. but he let his temper get the best of him and.." She cried, wiping a tear away from her eyes. "Marinette.." Adrien gasped, taking her hands. "Did Luka Hit you?" He asked.

"He just Picked up the lamp and threw it. I walked right in front of it. It was my fault really" Marinette said, squeezing Adriens hands. "Marinette!" He gasped. "No. It wasn't your fault. He threw a lamp for crying out Loud" Adrien Exclaimed making Marinette worry.

"I don't think he meant it" Marinette said, folding her arms. "Did it hit you?" Adrien asked, rubbing her forearm. She glanced at her right shoulder, and nodded slightly.

"Can I see it?" He asked. She stuttered for a minuet. "A-Adrien..You can't!" She blushed. "Why Not?" He asked, narrowing his eyes. It's on my.. Shoulder but um.. my T-shirts not Stretchy" she muttered, blushing. Adrien blushed a bit.

"I won't look then" he persuaded. She bit her lip and sighed. "Alright.." She shrugged. She lifted up her t-shirt, peeled it off and dropped it on the ground. She sat in her jeans and a pink lacy bra. Adrien was looking away at this point, extremely red faced. Marinette winced at the pain in her shoulder.

"It's alright. You can look. Just keep it a secret, Okay?" Marinette sat beside him and whispered it into his ear. He glanced at her and looked at her eyes. He didn't even notice the huge bluish/blackish  bruise on her shoulder.

"Oh my god!" He gasped, when he finally noted it. "Marinette!" He frowned, pulling her into a hug. Marinette winced again. "Sorry" He said. "I didn't mean to hurt you"

She could see the emotion in his eyes and was a little bit shocked. All this love, passion, care. He wasn't just a horny teen. He loved her.
She stared at his eyes, cupped his face with her hands and touched foreheads.

"I think I'm falling for you Marinette" Adrien Whispered, taking Marinette aback. "If you told that to me 2 years ago when I was a crushing 14 year old, I probably would have fainted" she giggled. He looked sad. Marinette touched his cheek. "I heard you Adrien" She said, whispering.

"You don't like me anymore?" He asked, shifting up. Marinette was still on his lap in a VERY suggestive Position. Marinette pouted. "That's the confusing Part, Adrien. I like you. But it's Luka I'm worried about. I'm afraid I'll hurt him"

Adrien lifted Marinette up easily and placed her where he was sitting. "Can I.. uh.." Adrien fidgeted, blushing. "Can I kiss you?" He asked. Marinette nodded.

Adrien sank into the sofa and Pulled Marinette onto his lap. He let her hair loose and ran his hands through her raven hair. His hands cupped her cheeks and he  brought her in slowly and..

The keys in the door rattled, along with a doorhandle turning. They both gasped and Adrien Picked Up Marinette's T-shirt and dressed her. He gave her a light peck on the cheek.