Post reveal / pre relationship Adrienette returning for a recent Akuma battle.

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"Just sit down!"

"I'm fine, we need to get back to class."

"Stop being so stubborn!"

"Stop being so patronising!"

Marinette limped her way up the steps to the front of the school, Adrien trying to support her as though she was going to break.

"Marinette," he said, worry lacing his voice.

"Adrien," she mimicked in reply, dragging herself up the steps hissing every time her left foot hit the concrete floor.

He placed a hand around her waist only for her to slap it off almost immediately.

"I said, I'm fine." She placed her foot down one more time only to whimper loudly at the pain coursing through her. She placed her wrist in her mouth and bit down on it to stop her from letting out a loud scream.

"You're obviously in a lot of pain."

"The only pain I have is you."

"Harsh words, Bugaboo!"

Marinette looked at Adrien and let out a growl. He placed his palms up in the air and stepped away from her.

She continued to walk up the steps, stopping at the school doors to take a breather. The pain was extreme. For someone who constantly fell down and hurt herself she'd never, ever hurt herself this much.

"That's it."

Before Marinette knew what was happening, Adrien had scooped her into his arms and carried her over the threshold into the school grounds.

"Put me down, Chat!"

"No!"

Being as stubborn as she was, she tensed every muscle in her body and became a dead weight. Unfortunately, that meant Adrien could no longer support her. Plummeting himself onto the floor with Marinette remaining in his arms.

Adrien landed on his knees and let out a 'yelp', Marinette slowly being lowered onto the ground.

"I am so sorry," she said.

"Nope, this is my fault. I started it." He placed her down on the ground as he moved himself to sit on his bottom, swinging his legs out in front of him.

"You didn't put the pot hole in the pavement," she sat herself up, bringing her swollen ankle up on a bent knee.

"No, but it was my idea to play kiss chase." He smiled at her.

"Kiss chase? You told me it was tag?"

"Oooppsss my bad," he twisted himself around and sat facing her, his right leg out straight. "May I?" He indicated her swollen ankle.

She nodded, allowing him to place his hands on her calf and gently straighten her leg out in front of him. He looked into her eyes to check it was ok, before removing her pink, ballet flat.

He winced as he saw the swelling automatically double in size, it seemed the shoe had kept a lot of the swelling compressed.

"I think you need to go to the hospital, Marinette. This could be broken."

Marinette watched as his soft, cool hands stroked and moved her ankle with the gentlest of touches, trying not to cause anymore damage to the already ballooned ankle. She could see the darkening of a bruise already forming around her true ankle joint.

"You used my whole name, it must be serious." She tried to make light of it. She knew he felt guilty about what had happened but they were both as much to blame.

"When it comes to caring for you, it's always serious." He lifted his eyes from her ankle and crashed his own green ones into her vibrant blues. She felt her breath hitch in her throat as she watched him reach into his pocket for his phone.

"What are you doing?" Marinette asked.

"Just messaging Nino to say I'm taking you to the hospital."

"Adrien, seriously, you don't need to. Rest, ice and elevation is all it needs. I've fallen enough times to know."

"But what if it's broken?"

She huffed and looked down at her ankle. As always the Kitty cat could be right, she'd never had bruising like this before.

"Fine, I'll go, but only if you let me check your leg."

"My leg?" He asked bewildered.

"Yes, your leg."

"But there's nothing wrong with it."

Marinette nodded down to his straightened leg, where a trail of blood from his shin seemed to be soaking into his blue jeans.

"What do you say, Bugaboy?"

"Nice change of nickname because of the red. Very clever."

She giggled as she reached for the base of his jeans.

"I'm glad you're not wearing your skinny jeans today."

A hiss left his mouth as she slowly moved the jean from the cut underneath. He could tell she was being careful but the blood had soaked his jeans right onto the cut and it stung to have it removed.

"Is that because you'd be too enamoured with my butt?"

"You really think highly of yourself sometimes, Kitty cat."

He burst out laughing only to have his breath taken away from something cold and wet on his shin. It stung like hell. Looking down, he noticed the antiseptic wipe she was dabbing on the wound.

"Man up," she said, lifting her head and giving him a soft smile.

"I'm all man, M'Lady."

She placed the towelette down and held her hand out for Tikki to place something in it.

"You're just a big, old pussy cat," she ripped open the little paper packet and pulled out a large rectangular plaster, placing it on his leg and pressing it gently on the gash. "There you go, all better."

With one last stroke, she became more daring and allowed her hand to follow off the plaster and onto his ankle. He shivered at the contact, watching as she placed a hand either side of his calf and bent forward.

Her lips met the plaster in a quick and light kiss, before she reached for his trousers and pulled them back down covering her recent handy work. He gulped as he watched her. It had been a long time since someone had been so tender and caring towards him.

"You know," she said, concentrating on her movements, "I would have said yes."

"Ex-excuse me?"

"To playing kiss chase," she stroked his leg and looked into his eyes, "I would have said yes."

"Oh, um, ok?"

"I probably would have let you catch me too," she tried to shuffle towards him, without causing too much trauma to her increasingly painful ankle.

"Y-y-you would have?"

"Well, cats like to catch mice don't they?"

Adrien looked at Marinette, mouth moving in a perfect impression of a guppy before his eyes rolled back and he crashed to the floor.

"Adrien?" Marinette asked, she looked over to her partner who had quite obviously fainted.

"Dudes, the ambulance is on the way." Nino was running down the stairs with Alya on his tail. Marinette looked up at them both before looking back down at Adrien.

"I think we might need back up." Alya said, Marinette keeping her eyes firmly on Adrien. "Is he breathing? Do mouth to mouth."

Marinette nodded at Alya's instructions and bent down. Placing her lips gently against Adrien's. She felt movement underneath her and pulled away, just another kiss with Adrien he wouldn't remember, she thought.

The boy in question slowly came around and looked up at his friends. He wiggled around a bit to support himself on his lower arms, licking his lips. They tasted like strawberries. He looked at Marinette and noticed a slight smug coming off her lips.

"Did - did you just kiss me?" He asked.

Marinette responded with a nod, as her top teeth bit onto her lower lip.

"Cool." His eyes rolled back one more time and he collapsed back onto the floor.

He woke up three hours later, in a white coated hospital room and an intense need to play kiss chase with a certain bugmouse.