WACKY WEDNESDAY!

F O U R T E E N

In the hotel.
Friday.

Marinette P.O.V.

As we entered the elevator. I realised that this was Chloe's hotel. Who else have an elegant red flower pattern on the walls. I silently thanked god that we're on good terms now.

When we got to the apartment named 206. Adrien swiped the card and I rushed towards the sink to wipe away the sleepiness while Adrien went to bathe.

I was soon lost in a land of memories. Recalling everything that has happened to me this past year. I smiled sadly and gave a chuckle at the most memorable moments.

Adrien soon walked out of the bathroom only in a towel his hair also wrapped in a towel. I then realised that he have an eight pack.

Wait, how I didn't recognise that before?

And he's really hot. I realised I was staring and quickly looked away. My mind being packed with thoughts.

He's so cute.

Marinette-

He's really cute....

Marinette you ha-

Who am I kidding he's hot!

Marinette, you have to get your priority straight.

"What is it?" Adrien asked confused.

I just kept my eyes open and my mouth agar. My whole face felt like fire. Still having a battle with my thoughts.

"Why are you looking at me all funny?"

"It's not the first time you're seeing me like this." He said taking his white hand towel and tapping his hair with it.

"Heck this body is yours on Wednesdays."

I stared at him my blush deepening.

Why is he so cute.

Then in s blink of an eye a towel flew towards my face.

Ummmmm.....

I soon heard Adrien laughing. His laugh must of been contagious because I also stated to laugh.

"It never get's old!"

I took the towel off my face pouting.

"Take a shower and calm yourself strawberry, you stink!" Adrien shouted his hands by his nose.

"We're going to have to spend an entire night together."

I hate that guy....

But I also love him.

Wait.....love??

In the bedroom...

Adrien P.O.V.

I stood near to the red, foot rest lost in thought.

Did I do the right thing by letting Marinette in on the secret?

I don't want to hide anything from her. I then took a deep breath.

I turned around when I heard the door creak. But at that same time I slammed my face towards the wall. I let out a groan and a gasp as I felt something trickle down a particular part of my face. I stared at Marinette in a white towel similar to mines; her pink and white polka dotted bra straps stocking out.