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"Hey, Marinette?” Adrien looped his arms around her shoulders from behind, unwilling to let his partner-roommate go without a hug for even one day. Pulling her back flush against his chest, Adrien gave her a tender, loving squeeze, making her giggle. Her body warmth heated his face, his chest, his belly, and he greedily sucked it up. “Sure, Adrien.” Marinette leaned her head back on his collarbone, pressing a soft kiss to his stubbly cheek. His father never would have approved of Adrien’s growing a beard, but his father was in jail and Adrien tried hard not to ever think of him. But today was cold, and Adrien was chilled to the bone-another reason why he wanted to cling to her like a limpet. Do you have a preference? I think the gold one will fit you, or the red-” Marinette blinked up at him, puzzlement coming over her features. “-or the pink.” Marinette laughed with him, not at him. The laughter was so cheery, Adrien couldn’t help but join in. “Do I hafta?” Adrien knew he was whining, but he didn’t care he really, really didn’t want to let Marinette go. She smelled great, as she always did-soil and cloves and just a hint of vanilla sugar wafted to his nose, and he buried his nose in her hair and took a great whiff.

Marinette squirmed in his hold, so Adrien took the hint and released her. “Yes, you have to.” Whirling around, she booped his nose, making him wrinkle it. Marinette sauntered off to her room-she’d never walk where she could stride, something Adrien admired about her so much-and returned soon enough that Adrien didn’t get bored. She held up a pink hoodie with a red axolotl on it, the one Adrien loved so much because of how soft it was. Gladly taking the sweater from her, Adrien slipped the neck hole over his head and popped out with a smile. Marinette’s cheeks flushed a becoming pink color, one that Adrien realized matched the hoodie he wore. He rubbed his sternum for some reason, whenever Marinette blushed, his chest grew tight and his stomach fluttered with butterflies. The hoodie was the most comfortable article of clothing Adrien had ever worn, which given his erstwhile career as a model, was certainly saying something. He snuggled down into it, placing his hand in the front pocket.Ĭrunch? Adrien thought, wondering what piece of paper his fingers had found. He pulled his hand out, clutching a piece of pink stationary he recognized as Marinette's. "Ooh!" Adrien squealed, unfolding the paper to start scanning the contents. Marinette's cheeks paled then flushed again. If she hadn't said the words in a playful, teasing manner, Adrien would be more inclined to listen to her.

As it was, he grew more and more excited when she lunged for the paper, keeping it fluttering out of her grasp. Giggling obscenely, Adrien bolted to their living room with Marinette in hot pursuit. He read aloud as he ran, making her growl. "'Adrien.' Ooh, it's for me!"Īdrien leapt over the back of the couch, placing the massive piece of comfortable furniture between him and Marinette. I'm worried that it might be too late to tell you now, but I'm going to try.'" "'I've wanted to tell you this since we were fourteen and couldn't find the words.

"Adrien." Marinette's warning tone gave him pause-and no small amount of shivers-but he was in too deep to give up now. He read on, watching for any sign of her jumping the couch.