It turns out to be a bad idea.
"Nothing this week," Marinette says, dismal. She gets up and checks again to make sure she didn't miss the stark white envelope.
"Maybe he was busy," Adrien suggests with a shrug, his heart hurting at the touch of hurt on her face. He knew that Marinette liked the messages, but he had no clue that they would affect her mood if they went missing.
"It's stupid that I'm worried about him, isn't it?" She turns the paper over, folding one of the edges up. "I mean, what if he was in a car accident? Or something. Or like, what if he drank too much at a party and—?"
"You would date a guy who drinks?" Adrien raises an eyebrow. Marinette hates drinkers and smokers.
She shrugs. "Maybe. If he did."
Adrien wants to tell her then because she's so genuinely worried about her anonymous admirer. 'Funny story, actually, so I'm Cat Noir and I was sick this weekend. That's why you don't have one. It's me. Your best friend. Adrien.' He imagines she would either laugh in his face or storm out in anger, sure that he was teasing her.
"Don't jump to conclusions is my advice. Just look out for it next week, and if there still isn't one, then it's something to worry about, okay?" He watches Marinette's expression twist a little more, but she nods in the end. He goes back to his essay and types 'Marinette, Marinette YOU IDIOT I LOVE YOU' just to erase it.
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