The Bad Boy Fell for Me (Adrienette AU)

Addiction

Marinette

I blinked a couple of times, as I stared with wide eyes at Adrien's green ones. They really were beautiful. A forest, an emerald and a field of grass all together. His eyes were an entire different world.

My heart was beating fast. It was racing! Anf I couldn't tell if it was just because if the new found situation I was in, or because of something else.

Who was Adrien Agreste?
The son of a famous designer and a perfect model. Duh!
But who was Adrien Agreste to me?
Was he just a roommate?
A friend?
A nobody?
Or something much more than all of the above?
How could I tell?
I was just a little girl, who was often mistaken for a woman, because of my age and the fact that I could drive.
Ahg, why was life so complicated?

I let my eyes observe his face. Caramel skin, golden hair, sharp jawline, the already known amazing eyes. Then, my gaze travelled down his lips. Lips full, lips that had probably kissed a thousand other girls before me. Lips glowing pink from experience.

What would it be like?
What would it feek like?
An actual kiss?
One I could not do.
I was curious, especially seeing how everyone knew how.

"Yes." I said, calmly, looking into his eyes with confidence.

It's strange, how I managed to look so composed, when mentally I was a mess.

Adrien smiled. It was not a smirk, nor an evil grin.

It wad a smile. A genuine, bright, happy smile. The kind that made me question everything I thought about his personality.

We had started out as enemies.
Enemies became somewhat friends.
And friends became something more.

"Tilt your head." He said, stroking my hair lightly.

I obeyed. I don't know why. I usually don't take orders or listen to anyone, without thinking about it. But now, it was different. It wad like I was under the effects of a drug of some sort.

"Now, follow my lead."

He leaned forward slowly, and his lips gently touched mine. He moved uo and down my own, and I tried to do the same.

And well damn.

Now I know why.
Why everyone does this.
Why the do it so many times.

Because it feels so right.
All your worries, all your fears and insecurities.

Gone

The kiss deepened. Slowly, but surely, it became more passionate, more alive. What had I gotten myself into.

I had sworn to myself that I would never do drugs.

But this...

... This was addicting!

This was worse than a drug.

And I was just a girl.

A girl who didn't know any better.

I know. It's a short chapter. But I felt like it was completed like this. Nothing needed to be added. I'm not really good at writing romantic scenes, but I'm trying my best here. I hope you all like it💕🌸🌸