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I couldn’t resist 

Based on this conversation with @powerdragonmoon 😂 

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📵 Missed Call📱

After another akuma attack, Nino is shocked to find himself visited that night by one of Paris’ newest heroes, Rena Rouge.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @qookyquiche!!!!! ��🎂💖 WISHING YOU ALL THE BEST WISHES AND HOPE YOU HAVE A LOVELY BEAUTIFUL DAY!!!!! 

This piece is based on wooky’s amazing art of what i call DJ Rouge! (Click here to see the beauty!) 

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“Well?” She whispered, leaning in closer… too close. Nino balked, flinching away until his back hit the wall, trapping him.

He gulped.

“Did you miss me?” She purred and immediately Nino could feel his cheeks flushing as Rena Rouge inched closer. Without even realizing it, he felt himself lean in, caught in her eyes, mesmerized by the seductive curve of her lips, and utterly transfixed as a clawed hand reached forward, lifting his chin up.

He answered her with a gasp, watching as her hair swung over her shoulder, long and loose, out of her trademark ponytail. Its white tips glowed just like her eyes, lit up in the glow of the dim moonlight and the brightness of his tablet screen. Everything about her was vibrant, the deeps reds of her hair, the bright orange of her suit. Delicately, her clawed hand plucked off his glasses, while her other tipped the brim of his hat back, allowing her the extra space to move in even closer. She was so close that her nose touched his and Nino could feel the warmth of her breath against his skin.

“You know,” she purred and he watched as her eyes flicked to downwards as she licked her lips, “I didn’t get a thank you after saving you earlier…”

She was so close that Nino could feel the whisper of her lips on his, and he felt his eyes close as he almost moved into close to meet her. But then a sudden flash of very similar eyes stood out in his mind, eyes that glowed behind a pair of glasses instead of a mask, and his heart stopped.

Nino panicked, a voice in the back of his head screamed and he said the first thing that popped into his head, grimacing at the sudden crack in his voice.

“I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!”

They both froze.

Nino’s hat fell to the ground and silence flooded the room. Eventually Rena Rouge pulled away, her fox ears twitching slightly and Nino embarrassingly cleared his throat. A look of confusion passed over her, before her eyes narrowed suspiciously as if she could see straight through him. Nino tried his best to stay perfectly still. He felt like prey cornered by predator. It was as if his instinct was telling him that if he didn’t move she wouldn’t be able to see him, even though logic told him otherwise.

Still, he held his breath.

“Who?” she asked blatantly, as she straightened up, standing tall above him. Her hands settled on the curve of her hips and Nino could feel the sweat collecting on the back of his neck. Without his glasses she was a bit of a blur, but even then Nino could sense her anger.

“W-who?” Nino asked tentatively.

“Who is your girlfriend?” she stared at him expectantly, awaiting his answer.

He swallowed, his mind immediately flashing to Alya, the girl he wished he could call his girlfriend. However even after a poorly executed attempt to date Marinette turned into a very meaningful bonding moment with Alya, the pair now seemed stuck in this awkward spot, stuck between friendship and something more. All that was needed was for them to take that step forward but it was a step that Nino found himself flinching away at all the wrong moments.

Except for this one it seemed.

“Alya,” he sputtered, his eyes widening in shock at his own words. “A-Alya Cesaire.”

The room was suddenly silent once more.

That same look of bewilderment passed over, before ever so slowly a smile curved along her lips. Rena Rouge arched a brow as she stepped forward once more, and with the swiftness of a fox, she pressed a quick and soft kiss on his cheek before placing his glasses back on his face.

Nino barely had time to process the action, his world becoming suddenly clearer yet much more confusing as she stepped away. He felt the blush along his skin as he watched her step away. With one leg propped against his window, Rena Rouge glanced back at him with that same sly smile on her face.

His heart pounded in his chest.

“I’m sad to hear I have competition…” she shrugged, before winking. “But if I had to lose you to someone, I couldn’t think of anyone better than my favourite reporter!” And then with a mock salute, she spoke once more before jumping out into the night. “See you later, DJ!”

And once again his room fell into silence. The only source of light coming from the screen of his tablet.

“Oh crap…” Nino finally whispered to himself after a few moments had passed. That sly look Rena Rouge had sent his way before her departure was still stuck in his head. And yet the only thing he could think of with guilt was Alya… his friend. The girl he fell in love with stuck in a zoo cage, her tenaciousness and bravery keeping him calm through each akuma attack even when he panicked when she ran head first towards them. The girl who ran the Ladyblog, and who always had the latest scoop thanks to her contact with one of Paris’ newest heroes, Rena Rouge.

Nino sat up, his tablet falling to the ground as he realized his mistake. Surely, Rena Rouge wouldn’t tell Alya… would she?

He thought about Alya and her extensive questions, about her determination to get to the bottom of every story.

“I NEED TO PHONE ALYA!!” he yelped, reaching for his phone. He didn’t even notice as his abandoned tablet wobbled on the floor before a flashed of green phased through it revealing a small green creature.

“Ahhh,” the creature sighed, rubbing his head as his antennae wobbled in discomfort. Nino however missed kwami’s reappearance as he listened in agony to the unanswered ring on his phone. He paced around his room, nervously wondering how a girl whose hand was practically glued to her phone at all times could miss his call. When Alya’s voicemail message began to play out, he grimaced.

“It’s your girl, Alya,” her voice sang into his ear and Nino wished nothing more than to be able to call her his. “I can’t take your call at the moment, I’m probably out looking for the latest scoop! Check me out on the Ladyblog! Or leave a message and I’ll get right back to you! Later!”

Nino sighed, his hand reaching up to rub against his face, caught up in the cuteness of her voicemail message and his frustrations and worries.

“I’m so screwed!” Nino finally cried in defeat. Then when he remembered the beep for to leave a voicemail had already gone off, he screamed, throwing his phone across the room.

“Young Master, it’s fine, just tell the girl your feelings! This is the perfect motivation for you to confess!”

“What!?” Nino’s voice cracked once more. “CONFESS!?!? I CAN’T CONFESS TO ALYA! WHAT?? JUST PHONE HER UP AND TELL HER THAT I LOVE HER?!? ARE YOU CRAZY!”

“No, in fact, I think I’m being perfectly rational, Young Master.”

“DUDE! STOP CALLING ME THAT, I AM STRESSED!”

“Well,” the kwami smiled, “if I were you I would be more stressed about that phone recording our conversation.”

Nino followed Wayzz’s green eyed glance to his phone on his bed. It’s screen was lit up showing an ongoing call, with Alya’s contact photo displayed.

He screamed once more, jumping face first onto his bed and belly flopping atop the mattress. Wayzz chuckled as he followed, swooping down to lie upon Nino’s bedside table for a better view.

Frazzled, Nino ended the call, letting out a breath of relief before he processed what had happened.

With another yelp, he sat back up, flailing and falling out of his bed before eventually, and not so gracefully, finding his feet back under him as he dialed a different number on his phone. He walked across his room, reaching for the light switch before he heard a familiar voice answer on his call.

“Hello?”

“Mari,” he replied, not even thinking about the need for pleasantries, “I need your help.”

A soft gasp sounded. “What is it Nino? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine!” Nino reassured her, even as he Nino shook his head. “I just need your help.”

“Of course! What is it?”

Nino paused, trying his best to collect what little strength and courage he had. He glanced down at the bracelet on his wrist before nodding resolutely.

“I need to steal a phone.”

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Mertle!Nino AU Part IV

PART I | PART II | PART III

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This part is in celebration of @lunian‘s birthday! Happy birthday to a wonderful bean!!!

He was warm, a welcoming source of heat in the cool evening waves. The touch of his lips soft and welcoming. He tasted sweet and light in comparison to the salt of the ocean, the grit of sand, and the harshness of the sea battered rocks of the shoreline. Nino pressed closer, delighting as Adrien’s arms tightened around him.

Everything was perfect. Even when their noses bumped, it was just a step towards their lips meeting once more. When their teeth clattered, it was simply a reason to smile and pull each other that much closer, so close that nothing but a whisper could pass between them.

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🎤 Stand Out💃🏻

Chapter 2

Adrien seems to be the only one actually paying attention to the end of year assembly. But things change quickly, and a surprise, mystery performance sends the entire school into an excited uproar. 

Happy Birthday @yunyin​!!! Finally got around to updating this fic in honour of your special day!!! Hope you have a lovely, spectacular day!!!  ❤️ 🍕✨ 🎈 🎂🎉 😍

(ao3 link) 

Adrien sat still, facing forward with full attention as Principal Damocles continued discussing the importance of summer reading—something that Adrien was certain was surely already arranged for him by his father and Nathalie.

An insistent pat on his shoulder had him turning in his seat. Chloé, who was sitting behind him, leaned over his shoulder, just a little too close for Adrien’s comfort. He leaned back with a polite smile.

“Adrikins!” she half-whispered, half-yelled, and Adrien tried his best not to flinch. He glanced up to the stage to see if Principal Damocles noticed the interruption, but he seemed to be completely engrossed in his discussion about ‘Science Slumber Parties’ to care, or perhaps he was just used to letting Chloé get away with such shenanigans.

“Yes, Chloé?” Adrien asked tentatively, keeping his voice down in hopes that she would follow suit.

She didn’t.

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Ahhhh, what a good epi- What?… What do you mean thats not how it happened?

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Her Shield

During the latest akuma attack Nino finds himself desperately chasing after Alya in hopes keeping her from harm’s way.

A quick little dj wifi drabble for the lovely @panda-capuccino!!

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“ALYA!”

Nino ran through the crowd, eyes focused on a familiar blur of plaid. He weaved his way through the mass of people running in the opposite direction, away from danger; Alya however seemed to seek it.

Another flash of light burst just up ahead and more screams echoed around him.

He ran faster.

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✨ Wrapped in Gold, Stained in Red ❤️

Nathanael knows they are already running late, but when you’re dating Chloe Bourgeois, being fashionably late is to be expected.

Aged-up Chlonath for the lovely and amazingly talented @auroralynne! Aurora’s art is so wonderful and she’s such a sweet bean!!! This piece was inspired by her beautiful aged-up chlonath designs and penchant for fashion! Happy Valentine’s Day, dear!

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Nathanael fiddled with his cufflinks before reaching for his watch. He grimaced at the time as he secured it on his wrist, glancing back up at the bathroom door.

“Are you ready?” he called, only to be met with an all too familiar scoff.

“You can’t rush perfection,” she answered back. A pause stretched out as Nathanael walked around the bed in search of his bowtie. “…five more minutes,” came her voice once more and Nathanael chuckled, not surprised at all.

“You said that twenty minutes ago!” he said, shaking his head with a smile. “We are so late.” He took his phone out from his pocket, quickly messaging Sabrina to confirm their lack of punctuality.

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@matchaball​ LOOK WHAT YOU’VE DONE! //falls into Ninette hell

But here you go, Nino and Marinette having some downtime between classes, and Nino is teaching Mari how to play the drums! :3 …This one got a little out of hand. Rated T 

Marinette giggled and he smiled into her neck.

“Nino, stop!” she reprimanded, her voice a beautiful mix between song and laughter, “I’m trying to learn!”

He hummed, continuing to caress her skin with his lips. From his position behind her, he had the perfect view. Her high bun left her neck exposed, while the low back of her tank top was distracting him beyond believe. His hands left hers to grab a hold of her hips. The drumsticks in her hands faltered, banging offbeat and clashing with a cymbal.

She sighed as his lips brushed along her shoulder. Her hold on the drumsticks loosened, until eventually they fell to the floor. They clattered for a moment before rolling far out of reach, but neither Nino nor Marinette seemed to mind. And soon the studio was overtaken by a hushed silence, one that was interrupted only by their heavy breathing and the distant whispers of music from Nino’s headphones.

Eventually her hands found him as she leaned back, resting her head against his shoulder. She rested a hand over one of his hands on her hip, quickly entangling her fingers with his, while her other hand reached back to run through his hair.

She bit back a moan as he brought their hands up her shirt, ghosting up her stomach and teasingly tracing the base of her bra. Her grip on his hair tightened.

“You’re such a bad teacher,” she hummed as he sucked on her earlobe.

“I know, babe,” he replied, whispering gently in her ear, and she gasped as he held her closer to him, her back being pushed up flush against his chest, “and you love it.”

She turned, answering him with a kiss.  

//faints Rated T for Tracing of Bras IDK! go yell at matcha for this one o|-<

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Chapter 2: Seeds

Flowers and magic fill the shop and Chloe finds herself in a black hole.

 (ao3 link)

Chloe gasps, her eyes flashing wild. Her soul echoes through galaxies and she feels like her body is falling through the monstrous voids of a black hole, only to find herself landing back on her feet, in the same humble flower shop moments later. And just as fast as the sudden passing of shadows through her being, she is greeted by a light, a star, a wonder.

It fills her with warmth where before she was cold. It’s blindingly bright, where before she was shrouded in darkness. It heals, pulling the broken pieces of her back in place—or as best as they can be with so many pieces missing.

Time is a game, stretching out vast and flashing by in the blink of an eye. It’s tricks crackle against her skin as she finds her bearings, glancing around the surrounding foliage and back to the front counter.

A black cat stares at her.

She glares.

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Caught in the Rain☔

Adrien never really liked the rain…but sometimes it’s the company you keep that makes a moment special.

This is a birthday gift for the wonderful @ming85! I hope you don’t mind, but I got a little inspiration from one of your recent pieces. Hope you had a magical day!!!

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Adrien glanced up at the darkening sky, pondering on what more could go wrong on this trip. Between the delayed-turned-to-cancelled flights, midnight taxi rides to overbooked hotels, and lost luggage, this first real outing to the sites of the city had been further wrought with misadventures.

When the first raindrop hit his cheek, he knew he had cursed himself.

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🎄 Kitten Kisses 💋

Marinette gets a head start on her Christmas decorating, saving the tree for her evening visitor…

Merry Christmas to the lovely @bbwoulfc​ or Raydara12 on ao3!!! SURPRISE!!! I AM YOUR VERY LATE SECRET SANTA for our DISCORD GROUP EXCHANGE!!!! You asked for anything lovesquare with an emphasis on Marichat and Adrienette….so I give to you…THIS!!! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Hope you enjoy! 

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Marinette hummed a happy tune as she continued her way around her apartment, caught halfway between a dance and a song as she littered Christmas decorations to and fro. Her kwami and kitten followed fast on her heels, tiny little paws pitter-pattering along the floor as Tikki swooped gracefully through the air. On her wrist she twirled her homemade wreath, while on her other wrist, she wore her trusty lucky charm.

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Bright Lights and Lit Candles

With the holiday season fast approaching the last place Nathanael thought he would end up is out on a shopping spree with Chloe Bourgeois.

This is my @mlsecretsanta gift for the ever lovely and super sweet @vanilla107, when I got my assignment I jumped for joy and then days later I received such a wonderful message from you and was immediately suspicious because of the timing of it all…i was like, “SHE KNOWS!!!” XD but now I’m so happy to call you a friend! I hope you had an amazing, happy, and merry Christmas and are enjoying this lovely holiday season!!!

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Nathanael peeked out from under the massive pile of boxes and bags he had cradled in his arms. Each one was tied up in elaborate ribbon and tastefully wrapped in various shades of gold. Barely able to keep his balance, he entered the boutique, not surprised to find under the soft lighting that it was just as glamorous as all the other stores they had already visited.

Its interior was decorated in subtle, yet chic touches of the holiday season. White and gold accented the window displays while black and white striped wallpaper lined the walls. Clothing racks showcasing the latest fashion, straight off the runway, filled the store and Nathanael immediately could tell that they would be here for awhile.

As he had for most of this odd journey, Nathanael felt completely out of his element…Chloe however, seemed to be in her natural habitat.

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Mertle!Nino AU Part II

(Click here for Part I)

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Nino giggled, ducking his head down shyly, partially embarrassed, yet utterly charmed by the merman’s playful banter. Undeterred, the merman smiled, swimming in even closer and as if dancing to some unheard music, the two swayed along in each other’s arms. Bubbles effervesced in halos around them as they laughed, perfectly at home in one another’s company.  

It was a gentle hand that eventually lifted Nino’s chin up to meet dazzling green eyes. Immediately, he stilled, not even feeling the water flowing against him as his momentum came to a sudden stop. All he felt was Adrien’s gaze on him and he blushed under the attention.

And just as swiftly, Adrien broke the silence, leaning forward with a quick kiss to the corner of Nino’s lips; a kiss so quick, that Nino had no time to react to before he was suddenly being pulled ahead.

“Come on,” sounded Adrien’s bright voice in his head. “Tide should be just high enough!”

Nino nodded along, caught up in Adrien’s excitement and still unable to come up with a proper reply. All he could do was let himself be carried away as they weaved through the forests of seaweed, past patches of coral, and swam against the currents of the ocean depths. Now Nino could feel the cut of the cool water against his burning cheeks and he found some comfort in the fact that Adrien was distracted navigating their journey to miss the deep flush on his skin.

They held hands the entire way, and Nino was thankful otherwise he would still be miles behind frozen in shock on the seafloor. The ghosting touch of Adrien’s lips on his had already washed away but it was forever imprinted in his mind. Utterly dazed, Nino could do nothing than simply enjoy this moment, listening to Adrien’s hum and watching him move underwater with such grace, not showing any signs of strain as he easily guided Nino along by his side.

Eventually Nino was able to discern their direction, seeing past the blinding vision of Adrien, and getting his bearings on where they were going. Deep in his gut he could feel the water getting shallower, the light from the moon getting ever more distinct…

They were heading towards shore.

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this is @lunian‘s fault (😍 😍 😍 !) 

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You wrote a thing on merturtle Nino? Where can I read it?

Mertle!Nino is my son, and I love him so much…thus far its just a bunch of random drabbles set in various AUs…but i’ll share this one! i think it’s my favourite so far

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Nino stared at the seabed floor with another heavy sigh. The strong nearby pull of the current called out to him, yet his flippers trembled with nerves. His heart raced as streaks of moonlight filtered into the watery depths, alerting him of the late hour.

He would wait until he could wait no longer. However as more and more time passed, he felt his shoulders slump as reality slowly started to sink in. The shell on his back felt heavier and heavier, he’s guilt weighed him down even more.

He wasn’t coming…

Stuck in his own thoughts, Nino missed a fleeting flicker of emerald that flashed through the dark, murky waters from afar. He was deaf to the happy hum of a song he had written long ago for the one who held the sun for him, who warmed him up even in the coldest of times.

It wasn’t until the nearby garden of sea anemones recoiled in on themselves, that Nino finally looked up.

There in the evening darkness, he was light. His golden hair swayed in the water as his tail propelled him forward. Moonbeams reflected off his scales, glinting rainbows across his skin.

And even brighter than all that, was his smile. Nino felt his lips curve in response, the dampness in his eyes, for once not because of the salty ocean water.

“You came,” he sighed, reaching a hand out towards the merman who returned the gesture immediately. Their fingers interlocked and that bright smile became infinitely more lustrous before his tail lashed out to his side, cutting through the water and galvanizing the pair into a swift twirl, a midnight dance on the ocean floor.

Nino laughed in surprise, his free hand grabbing onto the beautiful merman’s shoulder as an arm wrapped tightly around his waist bringing the two of them closer and closer. He held his flippers back self-consciously until suddenly he felt himself being dipped backwards.

“Adrien!” he gasped in shock. Nino let go of of the merman’s hand in favour wrapping his arms around his broad shoulders for support. The merman grinned, leaning in closer and Nino could feel his skin warm at the proximity.

“Of course I came,” the merman beamed, nodding with a playful wink. “I had to sea you again.”

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you can blame @hchano and @lunian for this 

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Chapter 1: Hallowed and Hollow

A small idea for a Halloween oneshot that grew into something more…

Let’s blame @mardimari @xiueryn​ and @leoqueen082​ for this one! (I’m trying to fite a writer’s block so it’s a little experimental! Hope you enjoy!) 

Happy Halloween! A Chloe witch!au

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She remembers what the tea leaves had said, the glints of light reflected off crystal, the lines on her hands. Every reading that took place all those years ago when she was just a student learning her trade, young, carefree and wild. Each one repeated over and over, each one with the same result.

Grow, they said. Soil and dirt, they whispered. And she shudders at the thought of getting her hands dirty. Weed, prune, plant, water. Care and nurture. Words her tongue could not properly give meaning to…and colours that held too much meaning.

Red.

Lots and lots of red.

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Strike a Pose!

Marinette comes to some startling conclusions…

A quick little drabble I wrote last month! Thought i would share it since I’m stuck in a bit of a writing block! 

This is based off one is mostly @edendaphne and @yunyin‘s doing XD

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Marinette paused on her way up the stairs, smiling at the chorus of laughter that reached her ears. Just outside the school’s front door stood Adrien, surrounded by their classmates. The sight of him comfortable and even joking with everyone made her heart warm to know that he was fitting in well with everyone once again.

Kim, Max, and Nino seemed to be pretending to be photographers while Adrien struck ridiculous pose after ridiculous pose, each one earning another outburst from the crowd. Marinette covered her mouth as she giggled in surprise to Adrien’s comical expressions, so unused to seeing him so playful and amusing.

From beside her Alya scoffed, glancing up from her phone, “Well look at that…the love of your life is making a complete fool of himself.”

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Tied Up in You

Chloe is frustrated with a certain someone’s hairstyle.

This is a oneshot belated birthday gift for the lovely @twindoodle​!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY + 1 week you lovely bean!!!!🎂 🎉 🎁 (sorry for the delay!) 

This is based off one of twin’s cutest chlonath pieces (JK THEY ARE ALL EQUALLY AMAZING AND ADORABLE) (link for lovely art) 

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Chloe glanced over her shoulder. looking towards the back of the room once more with a glare.

Of course he wasn’t even paying attention to the lecture and she scoffed lightly, watching him lean over his sketchbook. His red hair hung like a curtain over his face and how he managed to see what he was drawing was a mystery to her. Just to be sure, for her own well being, Chloe ran a hand through her ponytail, ensuring it was smooth and untangled.

Satisfied, even as she reminded herself to schedule another hair appointment for sometime this week, she turned back to her tablet, trying to catch up on her notes as class continued on.

But not even ten minutes had passed by and again she found herself turning in her seat. She couldn’t even see his eyes with the way his hair fell across his face and Chloe clicked her tongue.

“Miss Bourgeois!”

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