Enemies With Benefits

Chapter 2: The Chaser

Marinette tapped her foot impatiently as she waited at the library table, she could see the familiar gorgeous green eyes, tan skin and such a teasing annoying smirk plastered across the smooth lips of Adrien Agreste.

She would never admit it, but he was handsome. She always thought so.

Although he was quite skinny back in Freshman year, he was more toned and muscular in Senior. Why did he decide to wear such a thin black t-shirt that showed off all every single plane of muscle painted across his flawless skin?

Don't even get her started on his back...

He sat down with his hands folded in front of her, like he was waiting for something. "So..." She started, "What are you having trouble with?" He chuckled a little. "Calculus." She glared at him.

"Be more specific." She said. He shrugged, "The past few weeks of the subject." Marinette nearly jumped at him from the other side of the table. "You going to the party, blue?"

"Why do you care?" He shrugged, "Just curious." She scoffed, "No. At least now I'm not. If you knew I was going you'd probably plan on humiliating me in front of everyone." He sighed.

"Why do you always assume that?" He asked. For a second she felt like she could see a flicker of hurt draped across his emotions and his eyes reminded her of a hurt puppy. "What else am I supposed to assume?"

He wanted to grab her and kiss her right then and there. Why couldn't she just get it? Wasn't it obvious that he liked her? He sat back in his seat with his arm hanging off the back of his seat. She took out a notebook and a pen.

She wrote down an equation and pushed the notebook and a different colored pen then hers across the table to him. "Can you solve that equation for me? Even if you know it's the wrong answer... I just need to see where you mess up."

Adrien did as she said and she looked over the equation. He was right. There was nothing wrong. She tried another equation but he solved each one easily. She arched a brow in confusion. "I don't see what the problem is... They're all correct."

She looked up at him to see him staring at her with what looked like a loving smile. Loving? That was nonsense. She was probably just imagining things. He cleared his throat, "So, I'll see you at the party then?"

She crossed her arms. "Now that I think about it, Alya might just force me. Maybe." He sat up, "Give me your number." She frowned, "Why?" He groaned, "So we can plan our next tutoring session."

She shrugged and wrote down her number. "I don't think you need it, Adrien. You solved each equation correctly." He looked to the side. "I... I don't have a problem with those equations, j-just the review from last week." She perked a brow.

"Did I hear a stutter, Agreste?" He smirked a little. "Try me, blueberry." She pouted her lip as he ripped her number from the piece of paper and shoved it in his pocket. "Guess I'll see you later then?" Marinette shrugged and he smiled a little before he walked off.

Marinette felt her heart skip a beat and a slight blush bloom across her freckled cheeks. She slid a loose strand of hair behind her ear before packing up her things and leaving the library.

***

Adrien fell flaccid across his bed, smiling to himself as he thought about those gorgeous Crystal Blue eyes and cute little freckles that dotted the plane of her nose and cheeks. Those glossy pink lips, heart warming smile, and signature perfume that smelled amazing...

Not to mention her flawless petite figure and gorgeous porcelain skin. Adrien didn't regret pretending to fail calculus, despite it being an immature decision it was a way of spending time with Marinette and he was perfectly fine with it.

She would probably kill him if she found out though...

He wanted to tell her how he felt before it was too late. He wanted to tell her at the party maybe. He was just so scared of her reaction. But he couldn't wait any longer. It was senior year. It was now or never, and he planned to pursue her.

***

Marinette woke up in a surprisingly happy mood. She was still skeptical about whether or not she should go to that party. It was something everyone was probably going to remember. She wanted her friends to remember her.

She decided she had nothing better to do anyways and planned on sketching an outfit for the party after school. She only had a few days. She got out of bed and ate a couple strawberries before she brushed her teeth and hair.

She put on a pair of ripped jeans, a crop top, all before applying a generous spritz of her signature perfume. Then pulled her hair into a effortlessly messy high ponytail. She didn't often do her makeup, coating her lips with her favorite rose lip gloss.

She went downstairs and headed off to school, sitting across the steps of the school and continuing her book, The Sun Is Also A Star. She was quite invested in the book, she didn't read romance much, she was always interested in fantasy but mystery was by far her ultimate genre.

She noticed someone sit next to her, her eyes slowly trailing up a muscular arm and she knew that perfect tan skin all too well. She smirked a little before placing her chin on her hand in amusement as she looked up at her high school enemy.

"What can I do for you today, Agreste?" He shrugged, "You could join me for lunch at my favorite cafe. My treat." She almost saw hope in his eyes, but she knew he was most likely just teasing her. "Thanks, but no thanks. I'll see you in calculus."

She stood up and began walking towards the entrance of the school. He smiled as he watched her walk away, he quite liked being the chaser. He always liked to think of it as a way that he was old fashioned.

He felt his heart race in his chest as he sighed, feeling a little love sick. "See you...blue." He whispered under this breath, knowing she was already gone.