Let Me

Chapter 3: Please

Summary:

Marinette has a very creative imagination...

Notes:

A/N: sorry this took so long to update I was busy with work over the summer and then getting settled into a new school but to make up for it I tried to make this chap extra long and smutty for you sinners ;) That being said.... don't judge me for this oh my god it was weird to write, but the point of this for me was to get out of my comfort zone and try something new. So I hope you enjoy I guess?

It had been a little over a week since Adrien had been able to visit Marinette as Chat Noir. He had tried to see her right after Ladybug kissed him but when he landed on her balcony all her lights were off. After waiting a few minutes he had even tried knocking, something he rarely did, especially if her lights were off but it was important. After waiting a little longer and still seeing no indication of movement in the room, he left.

Photoshoots and homework kept him away the next two nights. In school, he overheard that she would be busy helping her parents in the bakery the next night, and maybe a few after, and decided he shouldn't bother her on top of that (no matter how much he wanted to). He really missed visiting her.

Chat hadn't been able to see Ladybug either. No new Akuma's had been created and during patrol, she left to do her side of the city as soon as she saw him approach. She barely glanced at him, much less left room for talking.

Adrien as himself wasn't doing much better. He had no way or reason to contact Ladybug as just him. And in school, after his reckless kissing, Marinette barely spoke to him. She didn't ignore him when their usual friend group hung out but it was worse than all the awkward blushing and stuttering she had gotten over. She would make polite conversation with him, but it was as if she put up some sort of wall that had never been there before and he didn't understand it.

He was at a loss for what to do. The most important people in his life were shutting him out and it felt like there was nothing he could do.

"Finally free tonight girl?" Adrien overheard Alya ask her best friend.

"Yup! The bakery rush has calmed down, I'm actually caught up on all my work, and I can find no other excuse to consider myself busy."

The fact that he was hearing this was like something from a storybook. He could finally visit her again and know she would be home.

"Sleepover?" Alya asked.

The sound of a blonde head smacking down on the desk in front of him in frustration could be heard throughout the classroom.

"Adrien are you okay?" Marinette leaned over her desk to look at him curiously. Alya cocked an eyebrow, looking at him curiously beside the ravenette.

He quickly sat up and gave her a sheepish smile "Yeah I'm fine, just tired." he scratched the back of his head. She sat back down and he opened his mouth to say something but could find nothing to say, so instead just turned around in defeat.

"Dude how much hair product do you use?" Nino asked, distracting him.

"What?"

"The sound of your head hitting the desk was so loud there's definitely nothing up there." He pointed to Adrien's brain.

Normally he could have come up with some witty response, or at least taken the joke lightly and laughed it off but today the blonde was not in the mood.

"Yeah, definitely have nothing up there, " he sighed, sinking deeper into his seat.

Nino looked at him, eyebrow raised. "You should just ask her out bro."