Chapter 3|| fake date

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The light beamed through the window making me wince. I quietly groan and stretched. I sat up remembering what I was gonna do last night. I still don't regret trying to do it though... well, maybe a little... I met miss Nathalie again! I stood up from the bed and looked around. Where's Adrien? He couldn't be in school because it's a Saturday. Or is he one of those typical rich kids getting extra classes to be the next heir of whatever company- my mind stopped those thoughts as I heard the bathroom knob squeak quietly. The boy with blonde hair went out with a towel hanging on his shoulder. He seemed like he just took a bath...

Imagine him in the bath...WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO MY MIND?! Stop... calm down...

I took a deep breath and shook those lewd thoughts away. "Hey... oh and thank you for letting me stay again!!" I bowed respectfully. I received a chuckled and a 'no problem'. I smiled awkwardly and accidentally smelled myself. EW EW!! I STANK and when I tell you I stank... I STANK. I awkwardly ask "can I take a shower?... BUT ITS OKAY IF YOU DON'T WANT TO!" I scrambled. Adrien laughed at me and replied an 'of course!'. I exhaled a breath I didn't know I had. I awkwardly smiled while slowly going to the bathroom.

"Hey, wait!" The voice called out making me look at his direction. He threw some clothes making me panic and catch them immediately. I chuckled and shut the bathroom door. Wow. It was a huge one. What did I expect? He's rich. I took a step in the big shower at the end of the bathroom and turned the shower on. I took a look at where the shower essentials were. They were in a hanging tray and they were those expensive ones. I was scared to use it but I did it anyways. It surprisingly smelled good.

I rinsed the soap and shampoo off of my body and yanked a towel a little too strong...
I ripped a part of it. Shit. I quickly grabbed the clothes Adrien lent me from the counter and put it on. It was a greyish black hoodie with sweatpants (or you can change the style to whatev). Stepping out of the shower, I quietly opened the door and peeked at the smallest open part. I looked around to see if he was still there. he wasn't thankfully. I smiled in relief and sprinted outside the bathroom. I looked around the room for a sewing kit. I'm gonna pay for it. obviously. Finding one from under the bed I quickly took it out and ran to the bathroom with the kit secured in my hands.

My mom had taught me how to sew. Ah, memories.' I grabbed the towel and started to do my magic. done! I let out an over exaggerated sigh and put the towel where it belonged. I walked to the sink where laid a mirror in front of it, I looked at myself and started to fix my hair in a (chosen style/ favorite). Satisfied with my hair, I went out of the bathroom and surprisingly saw a nervous Adrien.


why? oh no did he find out about the incidents? how? DO THEY HAVE CAMERAS IN THE BATHROOM?!


"something wrong, Adrien?"

"oh your done... I wouldn't say wrong but my father seemed to have found out about you and is asking to see you..."

"oh... " should I? I mean, maybe I should since they did have the generous hearts to let me stay in their house. Okay then. It's settled. I will simply agree.

"it's fine! He let me stay here after all."

"Great! Thank you!" He said as he gently pulled my wrist and showed me outside. The outside laid a tall, TALL man around 7'3-7'4 (i just researched this so im not sure if it's correct), aroun the age of 30-35. He was and looked cold. Sheesh now that got me scared.

"Good morning, mr- uh..."

"Agreste."

"yes! Mr. Agreste...thank you for letting me stay here" I bowed

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 02, 2021 ⏰

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