the next day

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Marinette p.o.v.
I walked into the classroom. Late. As usual. "Marinette?" Asked the teacher. I looked at her
"Yes miss bustier?" I asked
" why are you late again? " she turned from the board and looked at me.
"Woke up late again" I said. I never went to sleep. How can you when you accidentally let your guard down and end up sleeping with Adrian agreste. Kinda.  It was running through my mind from the second it started last night and it's still running through my mind.  what was gonna happen now
"Take your seat" she said. I nodded and as I sat down the door opened to reveal Adrian. His hair looked a little more of a mess than usual and he looked like he hasn't slept either. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me. I felt my breathe get caught in my throat. Then he smiled and continued to take his seat. He was so... ADORABLE. After class he stopped me. We started talking when we THOUGHT alya and nino were out of earshot
"So..." He started " about last night " we both look at the ground.
"Should I have stopped you?" I asked. Still looking at the ground.
"Only if you wanted to." He looked up quickly " I didn't make you feel like you had to, did i? " he asked.
"No, no. I wanted to." I quickly reassured him. He let out a sigh of relief. "Um.. So Adrian?" We locked eyes
" where does this leave us now? " we asked in unison. He let out a little laugh.
"I used to say you were just a friend to me." He said. I felt my heart break a little "but... After last night... I realized that you've been more then that." I smiled a little "so... Marinette dupan-cheng... Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked
" defiantly " I said. My smile growing bigger. He hugged me and when we pulled apart... I kissed him.
"Yes girl! You did it!" We heard then were literally jumped on by alya with nino beside her. Eavesdropping sons of...nevermind.  I'm excited but at the same time scared. Every girl in paris is probably gonna hate me plus kagami. Kagami's like in love with him... And trained with a sword.

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