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"I dare you to...call your crush and declare your love for him." Alya said, drunkly.

Marinette took her phone out, dialing Adrien's number.

Adrien heard his phone ring.

"Hehe, i don't have to call him, he's right there." Marinette said, lazily, pointing at the sunshine boi. She started giggling.

This was the end of him.

He blushed furiously.

He wanted to scoop her into his arms and never let go.

But- She's drunk, i refuse to do anything to her in this state of mind.

His thoughts were racing.

"Marinette, why don't i take you home, your super drunk and i don't want anything happening to you." Adrien said, refusing the fact that she has a crush on him.

She has a crush on him.

Him.

He smiled at the thought.

"No, i don't wanna go." Marinette pouted like a cute 6 year old that always gets her way when she gives anyone that look.

"Yes, c'mon," Adrien said, maneuvering his hands to go under her legs and around her upper back, to grab a hold of her.

He picked her up, carrying her bridal style. One arm under her legs and his other near her upper back area.

He made his way upstairs, catching most people's attention, he saw a blob of pink hair walk towards them.

"Leaving already?" Alix asked, taking a sip of her drink.

"Yeah, it's getting pretty late, it's already," Adrien started, glancing over at his wrist watch "1:45am and i promised this girls parents i would get her home around 2, Isn't that right princess?" He asked the almost conked out Marinette in his arms.

He only got a grunt as an answer.

He saw her arm reach out for Alix's drink.

"Mari, no. Your already really drunk." Adrien said, a sudden sternness lacing within his voice.

She respond by burying her head into his chest, taking in a deep breath before exhaling.

He smells like..

Mint, Vanilla and Cinnamon.

She giggled in her mind, thinking of his scent.

She also smelt a slight tinge of camembert.

Eh, it's probably her drunk senses.

After a few short minutes of Alix talking to Adrien about another party that Kim was planning in a week or so, Adrien finally reached the front door.

He glanced at the sleeping girl in his arms.

She fell asleep a few seconds after her drunk interaction with Alix.

He opened up the door, walking out onto the porch. He felt a few raindrops from the sky, it was only sprinkling so they'll be fine walking the short distance to the car in the light drizzling rain without an umbrella.

He started trudging his way over to the car.

He hadn't drunk that much alcohol, maybe a few shots and a cup full but other then that, he was sober.

Adrien opened up the passenger car door, for Mari, he un wrapped his grip on her legs and placed her into the passenger seat.

He settled her down, moving his arms away from her.

He started to buckle up the seat belt as he heard her voice say something.

"Don't leave" She muttered, stirring.

"Mari, i'm not leaving."

She grabbed ahold of his arm and snuggled closely to it.

"Mari, let go, i have to get into my side of the car so i can take you home." He spoke gently, trying to tear his arm away from her grasp.

He only got a grunt as an answer.

He felt her release his arm.

He closed her door and walked over to his side, he slid into the car, closing the door behind him. He buckled his seat belt.

He looked over to Marinette once more before starting the car and driving off, down the street to get to her house.

A few minutes later, He looked over to the peaceful sleeping Marinette and he grabbed her hand.

After a 15 minute silent car ride, they arrived at Marinette's house.

He gently pulled away from her grip on his hand and unbuckled, turning the car to park before turning it off.

Adrien opened his car door and walked over to Marinette's side, hair getting damp as the storm got worse.

He decided it would be a good idea if he transformed to get Marinette up to her room, without waking her parents.

Little did he know, it was a bad idea.

But give the boy a break, it was around 2am and he was tired.

He didn't even think he could make it to his apartment before he fell asleep.

So, he muttered his transformation words, opened the passenger door, carrying Marinette out.

He jumped up with his staff and landed on her balcony with a loud thud.

Louder then he intended to be.

He checked to see if the trapdoor was unlocked.

Luck was on his side for this one.

It was unlocked.

He opened it with his claws and hopped in, bring Mari with him.

He placed her down gently on her bed, tucking her in with her pink throw blanket that was resting on her bed.

Chat Noir heard her main trapdoor open.

Oh no! He thought, turning over to see who just walked into Marinette's room.

"Chat Noir? What are you doing here?" He heard sabine say, in a gentle voice.

"Uhm- Well, i was taking Marinette home from Alix's party." He responded, nerves kicking in.

"I thought Adrien was going to take her home." Sabine said, looking very confused.

"He did- He just didn't want to wake you guys up and so, he saw me patrolling the c-city and called me over t-to put Mari in bed." He lied, teeth clenching together as he lied to Marinette's mom.

"Oh! Okay! Thank you Chat Noir, goodnight." The sleepy Sabine didn't question him, instead leaving her daughters room, going back to her room.

"Goodnight." He called out to the empty space Sabine left.

He looked back down at Marinette, drawing closer to her as he placed a kiss to the top of her head.

She stirred in her sleep.

"Stay." Was all she whispered before pulling him by the arm, dragging him down next to her on her bed. She snuggled in close to him, smelling his scent.

"You smell good, Adrien." Was the last thing she said before drifting off into her dream land.

He stared at her for a moment.

She still thinks i'm Adrien. He thought.

He shrugged, whispering his detransformation words. He was too tired to deal with this now.

Instead of leaving, he snuggled into her too, catching her scent.

He noticed Plagg zipping across his room.

He drifted off into a peaceful sleep next to the girl he liked.

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