Let Me

Chapter 4: In

Summary:

Chapter 4 aka the chapter with too many exclamation marks and Adrien getting rid of more clothes.

Notes:

i got lazy and skipped an editing step but i really just wanted to get this out...

Adrien came right on time...Okay maybe a little early...Or a lot early.

He sighed and had the gorilla drive around some more. He checked his phone, 7:20 still too early to count it as just being timely.

20 more minutes of driving later and finally it was early enough to be acceptable. Adrien stepped out of the car and waved off his driver. He stood at the front, looking up at the bakery before him.

Was it normal for his palms to be this sweaty? Friends. Adrien reminded his brain. At least until some very important conversations happen no more than friends. It did nothing to calm his racing heart.

With a bout of bravery, he didn't know he had, he stepped into the bakery.

"Adrien!"

He looked up to see Marinette's mother smiling widely at him from the counter.

"Hello Mrs. Dupain-Cheng." he greeted, walking to stand beside the counter. It was near closing time so very few people were in the small shop but he still didn't want to block the line for any possible customers.

"You know you can call me Sabine." she gently chided.

He smiled at the warmth, over the years his group of friends had hung out here often, but Marinette usually shooed her parents away (lovingly of course), So he didn't often get the chance to interact with them, but when he did it was always very pleasant.

"Right, I'm sorry Mrs- ah, Sabine." he caught himself and she smiled brightly.

"Marinette's probably still in her room getting ready, you can wait upstairs for her if you'd like."

He felt the tips of his ears heat up. "Thank you." he nodded and she ushered him past.

Marinette's father showed him the way up with a grin and a wink, to busy preparing dough for the next day to stop for a real conversation.

Friend, friend, friend. Adrien chanted to himself as he climbed the stairs from the bakery to their home.

Was he supposed to tell her he was here? Should he go to her room? Did he just wait in the living room?

"Can your heart stop beating so fast, it's impossible to nap!" for once Adrien was thankful for Plagg's complaining.

"It's not that bad!"

"It sounds like this." Plagg flew up and began hitting Adrien's arm at an extremely fast pace.

"Stop that!" Adrien whisper yelled, pulling his arm away and swatting at the small black magical creature.

"Whatever." plagg rolled his eyes "Just calm down." and with that, he hid back in Adrien's shirt.

Not a moment too soon as Marinette's footsteps could be heard descending the stairs.

"Adrien!" Marinette paused and gave herself a second to panic "I'm so sorry! I hope you weren't waiting too long."

He was at a loss for words. Marinette's hair was down, a light blush -slowly getting darker- covered her cheeks. She was wearing a tight off-the-shoulders black shirt tucked into pink jean shorts. This was the moment Adrien realized he was undoubtedly screwed. Any thoughts of 'just a friend' thrown out the window.