I pulled away from Adrien shocked by my actions. I let my hands move to his shoulders but for some reason I didn't want to let go.

It's fair to say I'd taken him by surprise.

"Errrrmmm..." he scratched the back of his neck and I slowly let my arms fall to my sides. It was at this point I had realised the magnitude of what I had just done.

We both go into the arena tomorrow to fight, most likely to die. This was not the time to start getting emotional with the opposition.

"Ok lovebirds, break it up. We need to get you refreshed for tomorrow." Nadja came and stood in between us and started marching us towards the elevator, a hand on each of our backs. Fu and Audrey looked at us both in shock.

The ride upstairs in the elevator was painfully silent. I brushed my fingers over my lips remembering exactly how Adrien had felt against them.

The glass windows of the elevator allowed us to look out onto the Capitol's central square. You could see replays of our interviews and celebrations continuing wildly around the city.

When the doors opened for our floor I walked straight towards my room.

"Mari!" Adrien was calling after me.

I needed to be alone, I needed to figure out why I just did what I did, and for the second time that day Luka crossed my mind.

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"Nooooo" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Why did you do that?"

"I was made to protect you, Princess. I wanted to keep you safe."

The tears streamed down my face landing on the person I was cradling in my arms.

"Why did you do that Adrien? I don't want to live without you!"

His hand reached up to my face, it felt so real, stroking against my cheek.

"Mari, wake up. Please, Marinette!"

I sat up still screaming with tears running down my face. Adrien was sitting on the edge of my bed, anxiety written all over his face.

"Mari, I'm going to come a little closer. Is that ok?" I nod, still whimpering. He moved up to me and wrapped his big muscular arms around me allowing me cry on his chest.

"Is this ok?" I faintly breathe out a yes and grab a hold of his shirt. He just sits there and holds me until the sobs finally stop.

"Come with me." He says, standing up from the bed. Taking his hand, I swing my legs over the side of the bed and stand up. We're both wearing the bed wear supplied for us from the Capitol. A simple tee and joggers.

Adrien led to me the balcony, letting go of my hand to lean against the railing. He fisted his hands together and leaned forward.

"I'm really sorry about what I said in the interview."

"Was it true?" I asked.

"Completely." He looked out to the crowds who were still celebrating in the the square. The clock told us it was well past midnight.

Pictures of our faces kept appearing on the large screens with our ranking score on. I winced as I saw mine. Adrien sighed and carried on talking.

"After that day I saw you outside my Auntie's house I couldn't stop thinking about you. Everyday at school I'd try to come up to you, I wanted to help so much but I was too nervous. Then when I'd finally built up enough courage to at least ask you how you were I saw you with Luka."

My hand went to my mouth and my stomach was turning inside out. I can't believe I was hearing this. Why couldn't this have been months ago? Time when we actually could have gotten to know each other. I walk over to Adrien and placed my hands on the railing next to him.

"I'm not with Luka."

"But you two and inseparable. It's like a match made in heaven. You're so similar."

"We're too similar. That's why it never happened." I rested my head against Adrien's shoulder.

"That day you gave me the bread you saved my life. I can never ever repay you for that." I put my hands on his and looked into his beautiful green eyes. He sighed before beginning to speak.

"Can you remember the first day at school? They asked who knew the valley song and your hand shot straight up. I remember this tiny girl with big bluebell eyes made her way up to the front of the class. Your hair was longer then," he gently pulled his fingers through my hair and I leaned my face into his palm, "anyway from the moment you started singing, you had me. I knew in that moment no one would match up to the girl with the blue hair and angel voice."

I turned my face and kissed the palm of his hand. We stared at each other and then moved forward. I could see him leaning in to me, his eyes questioning if it was ok. I pushed my hands up his chest and entwined my fingers behind his neck. Our lips brushed each other in a soft kiss and then we were both holding on to each other for our lives.

"I'm scared Adrien."

"I know, me too."

I kissed him again, only this time is was full of desperation. I needed to be as close to him as I could. I poured everything I felt into the kiss and I could tell he did too.

Our mouths met with urgency as tears fell from both our eyes. I could taste the saltiness of our tears and pulled back. Adrien rested his forehead against mine, his eyes remained close, his breathing heavy.

"We should get some sleep." I say. He opens his eyes, I wish I could live with those eyes forever.

"I don't want you to be thinking of me when we go into the arena tomorrow. You do whatever you need to survive. Promise me!"

"Adrien, I can't." I say through muffled sobs.

"Marinette you're going to survive. You're going to go home and live a long healthy life taking care of your mama and Manon. Maybe even marry Luka, I know the guy loves you and he would keep you safe and happy."

I muffle out a sob and clutch onto him harder. I can't speak. I don't know what to say.

"Come on, I'll walk you to your room." We walk down the corridor, hands grasping each other as though our lives depend on it. We reach my door and he gives me one last kiss on the lips.

"When we get into the arena tomorrow please trust me. There's a kind of plan I've been working on with Fu."

"I trust you Adrien. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." He responds before turning on his heel and heading back to his room. I watch until he reaches his door and give him a little wave.

I step into my room and close the door. With my hands and head resting  against it I whisper the words I wish I could have said to his face.

"I love you Adrien Agreste."