Lukanette Soulmates AU

Chapter Twelve: Her Unbearableness

Marinette's POV

"WHAT-"

'NO-NO-NO-NO'

This was probably one of the worst days of my life, that is, aside from Luka becoming my apparent "soulmate."

No, tutoring could not happen.  Worse of all, bad grades!?

I had an internship with Agreste Designs starting next week. I couldn't afford any slip ups with shit grades.  And- Luka being my tutor on top of all of that- NO.

I couldn't spend more time with Luka then I already had.  The whole plan was going sideways.  What happens if Adrien finds out we're not soulmates and figures out that Luka is?! Would he leave me?!

I felt my breath rise up and down rapidly.  Shit- of course my anxiety would like to kick in on this exact- No.  Everything would be under control.  I'd make sure of it. 

Why didn't I study?! It was in the back of my head I just-I... I never-

Before I knew it our teacher was leading Luka and I to the library for our first tutoring session.  I pouted. 

I looked up at Luka but he was staring at his feet unsure of what to do.  Despite our protests our teacher sat us down, and slammed a physics textbook on the table next to us.

With that, she hummed and walked away, leaving us in the library alone.

Before Luka could say anything I made a bolt for the door.

"HEY! Where are you going, Psychopath!?"

Luka's voice called out in half annoyance and half surprise.

"School ended.  No one is supervising us- why don't we just say we did it and leave." I said plainly.

Luka rolled his eyes, "Fine by me if you fail."

I paused as I was turning the door handle.  Damn.  How could he get on my nerves so easily!? My head snapped back to him, "I won't fail-" I scoffed.

"You failed this one." He shot back with a smirk.  I stared at him for a minute.

His playful aqua eyes- they way he brushed his gradient blue hair back with his painted nails- his cute little smirk- NO. THAT DOESN'T SOUND RIGHT-

HIS BEADY EYES*- AND WACK JOB HAIR AND NAILS*- AND HIS MENACING SMIRK*

And his tone- the half ass shit tone in his voice is what annoyed me the most. He was talking to me as if I was a child-an idiot.  I felt my cheeks puff up red in anger.

I stomped over to him,  "Well, I can assure you that I won't be failing science for long."

He rolled his eyes again, "God you're unbearable you know that?"

With that I stuck up my nose high and exited the library, leaving Luka alone with his thoughts.

I failed a pop quiz the next day. 

I sighed and looked down at my 'F' marked paper.  Still focused on my horrid grades, I didn't even notice that Luka was behind me. 

He snorted from behind me as he glanced down at my paper.

"You were saying something about not failing science for long?" He laughed. 

I sighed.  Shit- if my grades went down anymore I'd be kicked off of the internship.  My parents- Adrien- they would all be so disappointed in me.  I tried to suppress my quivering lip and my flushed cheeks in front of him.  But it obviously didn't work.

Luka's smirk quickly turned into a frown as his face softened.

"Hey..." Luka paused before pulling another smirk on his face, "... What do you say we try tutoring again..?" He tried.

I shook my head staring down at my paper with tears in my eyes.

'Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry,' my mind was screaming. 

Luka looked at me with an emotion I couldn't detect. 

"How about...we... make a deal-ER another-another deal."

I looked up at Luka and whimpered a bit.  He smiled softly with his kind eyes and brushed his hand across my cheek.  I felt my tears dry away as I looked at him expectantly.  I don't know why I had listened to him so intently at that moment.  Maybe I had decided to trust him- he was my "soulmate" after all.

"I turned you down to play at your party... but if I did I would have been playing songs for like two to three hours- and one of my songs is like at least 140 seconds... and an hour is..."

"JUST G-GET TO THE P-POINT ALL READY!" I stuttered, impatiently, knocking him out of his thoughts.  He looked at me again with a chuckle.

"For every tutor session we do I'll play you a song at the end.  That's a total of 77 songs by the way- hell of a deal.  BUT-that's only if you participate and don't ditch our tutoring sessions."

"Why would you do that?" I questioned, sniffling.

"Because maybe you're not so unbearable-" he trailed off before looking at me again.

"What do you say?"

I smiled through the tears and met his hand.  As our hands touched, an electrical shock went through us.  We both jumped thinking it was because of the close to hand contact, but deep down we knew it was more.

"Deal." I said looking up at him with a cheeky smile.