Rain Showers // Complete Miraculous AU

six -La Clarte

-VI-
La Clarté

Despite her best friend being sick, Alya was very pleased with the situation. Judging from the sniffling lump curled up in the middle of the bed, Alya assumed that Marinette must have returned to the Agreste mansion after they'd left. Marinette had barely been in the room when they visited during lunch so the only logical explanation was that she had gone to see him again. It had been three days since then, but just as Adrien was well enough to return to school, Marinette ended up falling ill.

Somewhere within the past few months, she had noticed Marinette becoming more withdrawn from everyone. She was certain that Marinette still held affection for Adrien, but the girl ceased her pursuit of him. To tell the truth, she and Nino had been purposely ditching their best friends in hopes that the wall that suddenly appeared between the two would crumble.

"So what did you do?" Alya asked as she climbed onto the bed, sitting cross-legged next to Marinette. She peered at the girl, whose head was barely poking out from under her covers.

"Nothing." Marinette mumbled. "I visited him again after school and we played games. That's it." Her voice was muffled by the blanket that Alya knew she was using to cover her flushed face. Clearly, something had happened, but she refused to talk about it. Alya hummed in amusement.

"Is this a 'don't kiss and tell' situation?'" Alya asked nonchalantly. Her grin widened when Marinette's head shot out.

"Alya!" She yelled, face covered in a deep crimson. Alya chuckled.

She wouldn't have thought much about Marinette getting sick. After all, germs were so easily passed. But when she told Adrien earlier that day that Marinette was out sick, he had the most amusing reaction. He was worried, of course, but underneath the worry, she could see the way his face was tinged pink as his mind seemed to wander. Nino asked him if he was okay, thinking he was still sick and the blonde suddenly shouted out that 'nothing happened.'

"You two are absolutely hilarious. You know, there's nothing wrong with something happening, whatever that something is." Alya ruffled Marinette's hair before crawling back over to the stairs. "I'll let you rest. But I want deets later."

Marinette sighed and tugged her blanket back up over her face and thought back to the moment three days ago.

Tossing all reservations aside, Adrien had pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She remembered the feeling of her heart pounding in her chest and the excitement that coursed through every nerve in her body. When they separated, she still kept her eyes closed as she rested her forehead against his.

"Chaton." She breathed. She had been sure of it. It just seemed to click when she spent the afternoon with him—from his messy towel-dried hair to his balled-up form as he rested on her lap. When she had fallen on him and watched his vivid green eyes and golden hair, she had to make sure of it. So she had kissed him. And it was exactly like the first kiss she'd shared with him.

"My Lady." He had replied.

And just like that, their secrets were out in the open. It wasn't anything grand. It was just what it was. She was Ladybug. Adrien was Chat Noir. After the whole event, if it could be called one, she stood and helped him up. They shared a shy smile towards one another before she remembered again, that she had to go home for dinner. Bidding him farewell and wishing him a get well soon, she made her way home.

Marinette decided not to visit again after that because he needed his rest and she knew that it would be too much of a distraction, for him and for her. She needed time to think, to evaluate her whole situation. She sighed and peered at the wall across from her before closing her eyes tiredly.