Friday 14th December [Marinette]
Marinette woke up with a vice attached around her head. Well that's how it felt anyway. How much had she drank last night? She remembered trying to keep up with Alix, forgetting that she hadn't drunk since the previous Christmas.
"Ouch!"
Marinette rolled over and her body hit something solid. It made no sense, her bed wasn't close to a wall, and the only thing she slept with was her giant cat pillow ... pillow ... not sandbag.
Wincing she opened her eyes only to be met by the bare chest of a male. Once the shock of seeing such an incredibly toned torso situated next to her had worn off she slowly moved her eye line up. In the single second it took to lift her head she began to panic. What if she had done an Alya? If she was pregnant how would she tell Chat? He was the one she wanted children with, not some random guy she'd slept with whilst being drunk.
Her eyes finally reached her companions face and she let out a sigh of relief. Adrien was sleeping calmly next to her. He wouldn't be her first choice of father but she wouldn't mind. Aggressively, having words with herself she moved her eye-line down.
As far as she could see his bottom half was clothed in pyjamas, her bottom half was a whole other explanation. She was wearing nothing. Her legs were bare. She pushed her hands down to her bare legs to find that luckily her underwear was still firmly in its place. Next she went to her top. She was wearing a t-shirt. A black t-shirt with five stripes. Adrien's old lycée tee.
She groaned again and placed her hands to her head. It hurt. It really hurt, and her memories were not good. She remembered meeting up with Alix, Kim, Max and Max's girlfriend, though her name had disappeared along with half of the night. She remembered talking to the girls about Alya, but that was where it started to go a little bit blurry. She remembered Kim, was it, asking if she wanted another drink. Or was it Adrien, grrrr it could have been Max. Whoever brought her that last drink though is the one that tipped her over the edge.
"Can you die a little quieter please?" Adrien positioned a hand over his head causing his biceps to flex. She swore a bit of drool escaped.
"I can't hear you over the jack hammer going off in my head." Adrien let out a soft chuckle as he rolled towards his bedside table. He sat up with wild bed head and she couldn't help but laugh. He looked a state.
"Leave me alone, you big bully." He said grabbing hold of his intended victims. Advil and water. "Here, take two of these."
Marinette squirmed to sit herself up. She noticed Adrien had upgraded his bed to a queen sized and even though it was big she'd managed to pin him to one edge.
"Looks like I'm a bed hog." Marinette said as she swallowed down two tablets. He giggled and lay back down in the bed.
"Actually, you passed out in the limo so I had to carry you in. This is as far as I could get you without collapsing, it seems trying to keep up with Kim wasn't my smartest idea."
"So we didn't ... you know?"
"Christ no Mari! What do you take me for? You were completely out of it. You started calling me 'Rick' at one point. Do you even know a Rick?"
Marinette's face flustered a very extreme red. Rick was at the Guardian temple. Rick was one hundred and fifty six years old with arthritis and a limp.
"Errrrrmmmm ... no?"
"Liar, but I haven't got the energy to argue." She lay her head on his shoulder and breathed in the scent of Adrien Agreste, before coughing and moving away from him.
"You stink of beer."
"You're not too fresh yourself, Bluebell."
She slapped him on the shoulder before snuggling back down into his amazing bed. The mattress was like sleeping on a cloud and his duvet was similar to being wrapped in a giant marshmallow.
"I'm stealing your bed by the way. It'll be more appreciated with me." She looked as he snuggled down next to her and wrapped the duvet between them. She was surprised how natural this felt, it could be the fact that she didn't have a single brain cell to think, or it could be something else. Something lurking in the back of her mind which she couldn't remember.
"You take my bed then you take me with it."
"Ooooo buy one get one free, I like it. In my teenage years, I always wanted my own Adrien Agreste."
"Only your teenage years. I'm wounded!" He faked being hurt, placing one of his hands on his incredible pectoral.
"How often do you work out?" She asked without an inch of thought. Well done Marinette, your verbal diarrhoea is back. "Sorry, it's just your body is insane."
"Well Miss Dupain-Cheng, without my best friend around I didn't have a lot to do. So I joined a gym."
"Well tell gym he did good work." Adrien laughed, she smiled and wished she could wake up like this every morning. "You look like you could be a superhero."
A superhero? A text message? Chat? Chat Noir? Oh my God, she'd messaged Chat last night but what had she said. She jumped out the bed with a squeak, looking for her clothing. More precisely her bag and phone.
"What the hell are you wearing? I binned those tee's months ago." Marinette was rummaging through his room as he commented on her apparel.
"Wait? You didn't give me this tee? Or take my dress off?"
"Marinette, I'm not a pervert. Why would I do that?"
She continued darting around until she found her bag.
"Bingo!" She shouted and jumped up with a phone in her hand. She pulled open her messages and re-read the last she'd sent to Chat.
If you guessed who I am, can I try and guess who you are, Chaton? I've got a feeling you're a lot closer than I always thought xx
What the hell did that mean? Closer than she thought? All he'd replied back with was a damn cat emoji, with heart eyes. What an idiot!
"Marinette you ok? You look like you've seen a ghost."
Marinette looked at her phone again before looking at Adrien. She was confused, very confused. Obviously she thought she'd figured him out last night, why else would she have sent that message.
"I've just confused myself. I sent a message to my friend last night, but it doesn't make any sense at all. Arrrrggghhh, don't ever let me drink again."
Marinette looked at Adrien and he seemed to sigh in relief. Why? Was she a horrendous drunk?
"Come on fair maiden, lets get you some wholesome hangover breakfast and then we need to at least try to do some type of work today."
Marinette nodded following Adrien out of his room. He was still shirtless and now she had the perfect view of his incredibly muscular back. He really had the body to rival Chat Noir. Perhaps she needed to make a list to compare the two. The only difference at the moment is knowing how protective Chat is of her, there's no way Adrien would put his life on the line for her and she can't over look the effect of Chat doing that actually has. Now if Adrien were to save her she would ...
Too caught up in her own thoughts she missed the bottom step and went hurling to the floor. Closing her eyes she braced herself for imminent impact of face to marble. Fortunately marble was a lot more squishy than she originally believed. It was actually warm, and smelled very very good. Opening her eyes to see if her nose was bleeding she noticed she wasn't on the floor, just flush against the blonde's chest. He'd saved her ... now she was in trouble.
"Still a klutz I see?"
"I don't think it will ever change. Thank you for saving me." She stood herself up with her hands still pressed against his chest and looked into his amazing green eyes. There was something different there though, something she had seen in green eyes before but not Adrien's. Love, it looked as though he was adoring her. Everything about her. Suddenly, her face began to edge towards Adrien's as he placed his hands delicately on her hip bones. His back bent helping to relieve the height difference between them.
Their faces were inches away. Centimetres away. Eyes closed. Warm breath hitting each others face. It was happening! She was going to kiss Adrien Agreste, after all these years she was going to lip lock with the boy of her dreams. She felt him tilt his head and mirrored the action herself.
"Adrien and Marinette. Who would have thought you two would finally get brains and spend the night together. But I'm telling you now, one night is all it's worth. No point committing to each other. Commitments mean nothing. You give someone your heart and they just tear it out and rip it to pieces."
The two broke away and looked in the direction of the dining hall only to see Nino, standing in the doorway. He looked ill. Marinette couldn't remember him ever looking like this in the past.
"Nino?"
"I know, I look awful! I don't need the pretty Princess to insult me more than your Prince does. You know what though, I blame you for all of this! It's all your fault."
Marinette felt like she'd been slapped around the face. Her jaw hung open and she didn't know what to say. No words would leave her mouth.
"If you hadn't have left, Luka wouldn't have felt the need to get up close and personal with MY girlfriend. He would have been with you instead. But unfortunately, Miss Goody-Two shoes couldn't decide which guy she wanted to be with so played around with hearts instead and then left them wanting her like little puppy dogs! Do you have any idea how much you broke Luka and Adrien? I never thought of you as selfish, but damn Mari! You proved me wrong."
"Nino, I swear it's nothing like that. I didn't intend any of this to happen and Luka knew how I felt. I was always honest with him about my love for Adrien. I am so sorry for what happened to you."
She felt the mass of male next to her tense but her priority at the moment was Nino.
"Sorry? Ha! Yeah right! All you've ever wanted was to get into Adrien's pants. That's probably why you were friends with me, easy access to the model."
"Nino, that's enough!" Adrien's voice boomed across the hallway, echoing against the newly decorated walls. Marinette stood in shock from Nino and Adrien.
"How dare you speak to Marinette like that! She's only ever been sweet, kind and helpful to you, to all of us. She had to leave, she had no choice!"
"You keep telling yourself that Adrien. She wrecked all your possible relationships just by hanging around you. God, Kagami was right. You'll do anything for her, and you know what. She's not even worth it."
Before Marinette knew what was happening Adrien began to advance towards Nino, the look in his eyes was intense and Marinette feared for Nino.
"Adrien! No! Stop!"
Marinette made her way to Adrien and placed a hand on his bicep. Adrien stopped, looking down at Marinette. Her eyes pleaded with him to not push this any further. After a few seconds he sighed out the tension, before looking back at Nino.
"I will help you Nino, you know I will but don't ever insult her again! She's done nothing wrong and you have no idea where she went or what she was doing! Your mistakes are your own." He grabbed onto Marinette's hand and led her into the kitchen away from Nino.
All she wanted to do was text her kitty and get the comfort she wanted from him.
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