A Picture of You [An Adrienette Story]

Chapter Six

"Do an impression of a celebrity or famous person." Marinette was reading the next question from her phone. "You any good at impressions?"

"I'll have you know, Ms Dupain-Cheng, I am a master of voices."

"Ok Monsieur Agreste, hit me with your best shot."

Adrien coughed before scrunching up his face and crouching down to the floor. He continued to walk in his position and Marinette covered her face with embarrassment.

What was he doing?

This was not a normal occurrence on a Thursday morning in the middle of the Champs-Élysées. Especially by the teen heartthrob, known as Adrien Agreste.

"Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering." Marinette stopped and looked down at the guy next to her, who she used to think was cool.

"You are such a geek!" She squealed. Tourists walking past glared at the sudden outburst of the crazy French teen. She started to laugh ... loudly, very very loudly.

"Don't tell me you didn't find it good. I do a pretty impressive Yoda, if I do say so myself."

"Oh, you're definitely saying it yourself." She was still laughing as Adrien stood up and brushed himself down.

"That hurts ... right here." He points to his heart and turns his smile into a frown.

"Awwww I'm sorry." She stretches up on her toes and pats him on the head. A rumbling comes out of his chest.

That's new, he thought. He'd never done that when he wasn't transformed.

Marinette decided to just ignore it. It was weird for a human to purr but she could feel the discomfort radiating from him in thick, fast waves.

"My turn." She announces. Putting on her squeakiest voice she begins to speak, "I love getting to share a day like today with all my friends."

Adrien bursts out laughing. "Who's that meant to be?"

"Minnie Mouse, of course."

"Minnie Mouse? Are you being serious? That was terrible."

"And you thought I was harsh on you. You've just destroyed my dream." The two continue to laugh at each other as they try to impress with an impression. They're so caught up in their conversation Marinette didn't notice the person she was about to walk straight into.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry." She apologised in a panic, why did she always fall down on the floor. She looked up and noticed who it was. "Luka?" She asked in confirmation.

"Hey Ma-Ma. Fancy bumping into you here?" He offered his hand out to the fallen maiden at the same time Adrien stretched out to her too. Déjà vu kicked in and she was wondering whether Kagami would appear offering her a third hand. With no sign of the Japanese girl around, Marinette put a hand in each of the boys' and let herself be lifted from the uncomfortable position on the ground.

"We're spending the day together." Adrien answered for Marinette in some sort of a protective tone. What was going on?

She looked between the boys and was sure Luka had tried to gain a couple of inches on his height, whilst Adrien had crossed his arms over his chest making sure his biceps were tense and visible.

Luka stepped forward to give Marinette a kiss on the cheek which she managed to deflect by grabbing him in a tight hug. Adrien smirked.

I kissed her on the cheek yesterday and she liked it, he thought. Where did he keep getting these thoughts from? He wasn't this type of person was he? He liked Luka, he had nothing against the dude. So why was he acting like he was at war with him ... and over Marinette. His 'just a friend' Marinette. Oh, who was he kidding he'd be hers if she gave him the opportunity.