Dirty and Wet: by Ladybugtrashcan

Chapter 2: When Things Get Soggy

Marinette's vague text that morning only placated Alya for a few hours, before the red head barged in to her room with a scream of glee. Thankfully, Adrien had just snuck out the window thirty minutes before her arrival, leaving Alya to find only a dreamy Marinette with her sketchbook open. Marinette sat with her feet on her desk, absentmindedly pushing her desk chair back and forth. Marinette was so shocked by Alya's dramatic entrance that she almost fell off her chair. After barely righting herself, she found a very close Alya staring at her intensely.

"Girl you've got some explaining to dooooo" Said Alya with a grin that meant trouble.

Marinette blushed a shade of red so dark it put her Ladybug suit to shame. Placing her feet against the ground, Marinette pushed her swivel chair back to get some breathing air between herself and Alya.

"What do I need to explain?" Marinette cooed, trying her biggest puppy-dog eyes to hopefully stall Alya from asking the questions she knew where coming. It didn't work.

"Don't give me those eyes girl! You danced with Adrien last night like a professional dancer, I skill that you never told me you had! And my god! The sexual tension! What happened to the stuttering Marinette who couldn't mutter a sentence, mhhhm? Where did sex-goddess in a beautiful red dress even come from!? And Chloe! I've seen you put her into her place before, but you ran away like a scared cat! Then you ran away from me, disappearing from the bathroom without a trace, like magic! You didn't respond to my texts or Nino's, and Adrien was downright frantic looking for you! And...

"But you found me in the end?" Marinette whispered, trying to soothe her friends growing temper as she grew more upset as she continued to tell her story. Marinette attempt was unsuccessful as Alya snapped at her and continued.

"I'm not done yet! I kept texting to see if you made it home, okay, but both your parents were asleep by the time I thought to call them and the bakery was locked. I was ready to spend the night on your front steps or climb to the roof to get in through your porch, but Nino convinced me that doing so in my dress was a no go. I still didn't want to leave, but Adrien promised that he would wait out until you showed up or the bakery opened. He was really upset that you had ran from him and he really needed to check up on you. Even though I left, I still kept texting and you still didn't respond! Nino practically had to force me to put my phone away! And then!"

Alya was fairly shaking with emotion, part rage, part leftover worry, and part happiness.

"You finally send me a message, and it's a beautiful picture of a topless Adrien Agreste asleep under your covers, and you have A LOT of explaining to do!"

"Really Alya" said Marinette, trying to keep calm and failing miserably, "It was nothing to worry about." To add to her point, Marinette made a brushing motion with her hand, as if to shoo Alya's concerns away. But the squeak in her voice was noticeable and Alya had certainly heard it, as her eyes narrowed. In a surprisingly gentle motion, Alya grabbed both her shoulders, squeezing slightly. Marinette had tried to avoid her eyes, but in such a position, they were hard to ignore. The care and love Marinette found in her best friend eyes squeezed her guilty heart. The afterglow of sleeping with Adrien had made her forget most of it, but now Marinette realized how harsh it must have been for Alya to find out that her best friend had run away from her.

"I was really worried about you Mari" whispered Alya, who was searching Marinette's eyes, seeing if they would answer all her questions. Seeming to find something in them, Alya let out a big sigh. Her chest heaved with the effort. The sigh pierced Marinette's heart, and in a sudden motion, Marinette was grabbing her best friend in a bear hug. The desk chair was tipped over, making a harsh noise as it slammed into the floor. Alya responded immediately, wrapping her arms across Marinette's back.