Mending A Broken Heart (+18)

Chapter 9

Marinette arrived home and detransformed to an angry kwami.

"Marinette! What did I say about letting it go this far?" the kwami crossed her arms. "This is highly irresponsible of you."

Marinette bit her lip and took the kwami in the palms of her hands. 

"I know, I know Tikki... it's just... I don't know! I got carried away! I don't think around him," she replied. 

"This isn't like you, Marinette," the kwami uncrossed her arms with a saddened face. 

"I know, I'm sorry..."

Tikki thought for a moment. "Well, at least we know he's Chat Noir, so we know he can keep a secret," the kwami started. Marinette blinked in surprise. Where is Tikki going with this?

"Were you safe? Are you sure you won't get pregnant? I retreated as to not see the whole thing."

Marinette nodded, "Yes, I was safe. I'm on birth control and I've never missed it once. It's one of the few things I'm actually on time for."

The kwami hummed, "Are you happy?"

This caught Marinette off guard. She was happy. She really liked her visits. Chat--Adrien--made her happy. 

Marinette nodded slowly, a pink blush on her cheeks.

The kwami sighed then smiled, "Well, if you're happy and safe, then I'm going to support you. That doesn't mean I agree with what you're doing, but I'd rather be by your side than against you."

Marinette grinned. She brought the kwami up to her cheek, like a small hug. "Oh Tikki! You're the best!"

Tikki giggled and hugged Marinette's cheek. 

Still being in somewhat of a happy daze, Marinette went to bed, a soft smile on her face.

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Marinette woke up the next morning a little bit more prepared. Adrien had left a few more hickeys on her but most of them could be easily hidden with clothing. Marinette covered the visible hickeys with makeup.

Wanting to keep up her excuse from the previous day, Marinette wore another one of her designs. This outfit was a deep red matching set with a longsleeved crop top and high-waisted pants. Her stomach wasn't visible due to the high waist of the pants unless she were to stretch up, so she wasn't worried about getting in trouble at school for her clothes. 

Once more, Marinette wore her hair up in a bun. 

What she wasn't prepared for was the soreness. Her upper inner thighs were sore and her walking was a bit off. Adrien had been a little rough. She'd have to tell him to slow down a little next time. Hoping her outfit was enough distraction, Marinette crossed her fingers and made her way to school. 

When she arrived at school, Alya was quick to comment on her new outfit.

"Looking good Mari! I'm loving your new designs!" Alya exclaimed. "Why haven't you done this sooner? You look amazing!"

Marinette smiled, a soft blush on her face, "Thanks, Alya. I know it's a simple design, but I feel great!"

"Love the color too. Deep red, that's hot," Alya grinned. Marinette started laughing and Alya followed suit.

"Hey, nice outfit dudette," Nino spoke, walking up to the girls. The girls turned to see him and Adrien walking over. 

"Right? I told her she needs to wear her designs more often," Alya spoke, grabbing Nino's hand.