#what’s wrong with me my sleep schedule hasn’t been like this for atleast a year

[aengelren]

My morning shift starts in 4 hours, still haven’t slept n just got out of the shower.

[cospple]

Fuckin Cospple Mpreg Fic

TWs: Workplace harrassment, mild violence, mention of pills (painkillers), mention of a shitty childhood (COSTCOS PARENTS NEED TO GO INTO THE SOUP), pregnancy discussion, vomit mention(doesnt go into detail!!!)

Wordcount: 1,406

Author note: i can't believe i actually wrote this.

According to all known laws of biology, there is no way Costco should be able to get pregnant.

His body does not physically have the capabilities to get pregnant.

The writer, of course, writes Costco mpreg anyways. Because the writer doesn’t care about the laws of nature.

~

[20XX. Years after Costco and Apple got together, they’re both adults now and happily dating.]

“Honeyyy,” Costco announced in a sing-songy voice, yawning from their bed, he’d just woken up. Apple was already up and cooking, the early riser she is. “I feel.. Sick. Can you grab me some pain meds?”

Apple ducked into their room, hair in a ponytail and signature overalls. She hasn’t changed a bit.

“Jeez, do I gotta do everything for you or what costs?” A stupid nickname ended her sentence. It still made Costco melt every time he heard it. She was teasing ofcourse, as she quickly returned with pills and a sip of water, handing them to her partner.

As he took the pills he felt something urch in his stomach and he flew out of bed and to the toilet.

Heaved over the porcelain throne he— i think I’m gonna skip writing this part. You guys understand. He vommied.

A little under an hour later, Costco is tucked into bed with a trash can near his bed and a heat pad on his lap, Apple sitting by his side quietly.

“Well, shit.” Apple mumbled, staring and the third and fourth positive pregnancy tests in her hand. And they weren’t hers.

They had both called in sick from work, but that was the least of Apple's worries. She excused herself and said she needed to make a call, as Apple stepped out of the room Costco grumbled in agreement.

What really confused Apple is that they hadn’t.. done anything to get either pregnant. And Apple certainly didn’t have the hardware to get someone pregnant! Costco doesn’t have the hardware to get pregnant! What the fuck all around! So her boyfriend is curled over in their bed, with APPLES emergency heating pad and vomit bucket when her periods get bad. She sighed and scheduled a doctor's visit on her phone.

~

It’s been a few days. Costco Costco Costco is still grappling with the side effects of being.. pregnant? dying? having the black plague? Atleast today they should finally find out what’s wrong with him. Apple is driving them to the doctors office. Costco is curled over and whimpering.

He wasn’t prepared for how bad this hurt. His stomach hurt, his head hurt. It felt like he was being stabbed in his.. everywhere. All the time.

Most of all he was confused. How did this happen? It’s not like he was sleeping around. And even if he was.. To put it plainly he shouldn’t have a uterus.

Finally. He crawled out of the car and Apple walked beside him. They entered the office and what felt like hours later got checked in and into the room with the doctor. The only thing keeping him from exploding was some sassy girl named Kate arguing with him. He found that fun in a way. Once they got inti the office, Costco was in entirely too much pain to talk right now, plus the internalized toxic masculinity within him would never let him say the words ‘i think i’m pregnant.’

Apple spoke up after a few minutes of small talk.

“I know it sounds insane, doctor. But we’re worried my boyfriend is pregnant? And that shouldn't be possible seeing he has NO genitalia that should allow him to do this. We took many pregnancy tests, all were positive. We just needed to see you.” As Apple rambled the doctor noted things down and before he knew it Costco was getting ready for an ultra sound. Not only was this emasculating, the thought that having a baby didn't exactly scare Costco was.. Terrifying.

Don't get me wrong, he does NOT want to be pregnant. Giving birth sounds HORRIFYING. But.. Raising a child? Naming them, raising them.. That sounded alright?? That's what scared him. Growing up, Costco’s family was interested in two things: Getting rich, and getting more children to help them get rich. His sisters were basically matched up as soon as they turned eighteen and Costco was only spared cause his parents were ashamed of him.

This whole, live to breed breed to live mindset was what Costco was getting away from his whole life. He wanted nothing if not to be.. Not like his parents. Apple and him had talked when they got more serious, neither of them were interested in children. At least back then.

The one thing he was scared of. Being like his parents. Was what he was doing. THAT it what was scary about this whole thing for Costc–

“You’re.. Pregnant.” The doctor mumbled, dumbfoundedly. “WHAT?!-” rang out from Apple and Costco in sync.

“That,” the doctor pointed at the ultrasound screen. “Is clearly a child. Somehow. I.. Would you like to know the gender?”

~

A few hours after Costco and Apple made the discovery. Apple is calling her boss for maternity leave.

Apple presses the call button tentatively. Ring. Ring. Ring.

“Yeelllllow. Kayden Matteson here whatcha need sweetheart.” Kayden coughed out, already sounding three bottles too deep

His voice got on Apples nerves so badly, he sounds like he hasn’t showered in a month.

“Hi! Mr Matteson, i was wondering if we could discuss some paid time off? I’m having some personal issues and i know Matteson Farming has maternity leave–”

“OH Appleeee. iiii am actually not available for business talk right now. Schedule a meeting if its that importantuhhh.”

“Oh- alright? Does tommorow work? We can meet over lunch i guess.”

“Sounds good dolllll meet me at noon. Panera’s restaurant.”

GOD does she hate him. Always drunk, always hitting on coworkers, always insulting other coworkers. Rot in hell Cayden. She hangs up.

When tommorow at noon comes, Apple gets ready, says farewell to Costco and is off. The farmer and the ceo make small talk for awhile and then Apple brings up the question of time off.

“What? No. Apple you know we’re having a hard time right now. You can work from home but that's it.” He announced, shaking his head.

“I know, but my partner and i–” As Apple rushed to get a word in she was rudely interrupted

“You’re always on about that partner, blah blah blah. You know you'd be cuter if you jusr shut up and smiled more, right?”

“I really don't appreciate that comment, Mr Matteson. Can we continue discussing time off?”

“Yeaahhh no. I’m the boss, deal with it pretty lady. Work from home.”

“Don’t call me pretty lady, please.”

“Make me, pretty lady.”

“Sir, this really isn't appropriate.”

Cayden moved his hand to hold hers and she flinched away.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Did i hit a nerve, darling?”

Smack. And then Apple stood up. And Cayden stayed sitting. With a dazed look on his face– aswell as a hand print.

“This is bull. I quit.”

~

Apple comes home, drops her keys on the counter and breathes a sigh of relief. Home.

Costco ducks out of their room and gently hugs her.

“Apple, love. Can we talk?”

Apple nods. She's had a hard day but she’ll be in the grave before she discourages communication.

“Course. What do you need?” They both sit on the couch and Costco takes a deep breathe.

“Okay. So. I know before we talked about not wanting kids. And it's fine if you still don't. But.. Thinking about raising this kid. With you. Makes me feel warm inside.. Fuzzy. A feeling that, for an alpha like me, used to be unfamiliar. I’m terrified of giving birth, but i want to experience this with you if you're ready.”

It took Apple a few seconds to process that.

“i haven't really thought about actually keeping this child. I.. I never really had feelings about children. If i end up having children, you're the one i want to do it with Costs. I’ll have to think about it. If this is something you really want, ill make sure to give it time and effort.” She took a deep breath out and waited for a response. Costco simply wrapped his arms around her.

This is new, and scary, and hard and scary for both of them. But they're gonna stay together. Through it all.

~

[eternalnight8806-3]

Ch 4 The Cat and the Fox

Category: Romance, Modern College AU

Rating: Will be Explicit but for now I’ll just say Mature for language and drinking

Pairing: InuKag

Words: 2,276

Also available on ff.net and AO3

Chapter 1

Tag list: @keichanz @noviceotakus-blog @hinezumi @morikothehalfangel @cstorm86 @digital-art-monster @cammysansstuff

Enjoy!

Speaking to Foxy on her trips to and from work had become a daily routine in the last few weeks. Kagome worried that she was interrupting his sleep schedule too much but he kept insisting she wasn't. So, she happily spoke to him as often as she could. Her morning commute had become quite enjoyable with him keeping her quite blissfully distracted. So much so in fact, that she never noticed when another person began riding the same trains with her every day.

He was tall, but not overly so. His hair was waist long, black and greasy looking, almost to the point of being in dreadlocks, but not quite. His skin was pale and ghostly, hanging off of his gangly frame like a malnourished child. But the most disturbing thing about this man were his eyes. They had an unnatural red color surrounding his dark irises. He wore simple clothes, jeans, a hoodie or t-shirt, sneakers, never standing out in a crowd. But almost everywhere Kagome was, so was he.

 Foxy, are you leaving for break next week?

 Nah. Got nowhere to go. I always just chill here. Why? Are you?

 Yes. I'm going back home to my family's shrine. I miss my mom, brother and grandpa so much. I've never been away from them for so long.

 Spoiled wench :P

 Hey! That's mean!

 Never claimed to be nice woman

 Yeah well you better start

 Oh yeah? Or what?

 I'll come over there and make you!

 Anytime wench ;)

Kagome stared at that last message for several minutes without responding. What the hell did that mean? Was he just messing with her? Her naïve little brain didn't know what to make of his words. Sometimes this relationship they had was confusing for her. They talked all the time, even seemed to be flirting with eachother, but they were both too chicken to even ask the other's name let alone meet again in the light of day.

Once again, she was saved by the proverbial bell as the train slowed to her stop. She tucked the phone into her pocket, determined not to think about it for now, and made her way out of the station up to the street. She pulled her jacket closer around her neck as she came up and the chilly late November air brushed over her. The vibration from her pocket drew her attention.

 Oi wench when do you leave?

 Week from tomorrow. Why?

 So I know when the last time I can text you is

Her brow furrowed in confusion as she rounded the last corner before Yoro North. When did I say you couldn't text me when I leave?

 You didn't I guess. I just assumed you wouldn't want to talk to me while you're visiting your family

 Why?

 Idk

 Well, you can. I may not always respond right away but I don't want to stop talking

 Ok

 I have to go now though. I'm at work. Later Foxy

 Bye wench.

Kagome walked into the door only to be immediately tackled by a little kitsune.

“Kagome!” Shippo exclaimed as he leapt into her arms and latched onto her jacket with his tiny little fists.

Kagome looked down at him and smiled. “Good morning, Shippo. Why aren't you in class with the others?”

That moment Ginta came running from the direction of said classroom, looking quite exasperated. “Shippo! What do you think you're doing?” he bellowed out.

Huge green eyes filled with tears and looked up at Kagome, imploringly. “I-I-I just wa-wanted to gr-greet you, Ka-go-me!” he managed out around sobs.

Stroking his back soothingly, Kagome looked up at Ginta. “It's all right, Ginta. No harm done, right?”

He seemed to be taken aback by her statement, but he hung his head. “Yeah, I guess. Just make sure Koga doesn't find out,” he whispered at her as he made his way her direction.

Stifling a giggle, Kagome nodded. “Our secret, Ginta. Where is Koga anyway?”

A nervous look crossed the demon's features. “Um, I don't know. He just said he was going out for a while.”

Kagome's face bunched up in confusion. She had never seen him not be here in the morning when she arrived in the month since she had started. Odd. Shrugging it off as an anomaly, she snuggled Shippo close to her chest and started for the classroom. “What'dya say we go join the others, eh Shippo?”

“If we really have to...” he said, voice low and sad.

Stopping in her tracks, Kagome looked down at the boy in her arms seriously. “Shippo? Is something wrong?”

Shippo stared up at her with his wide emerald eyes. “Dumb Hiten won't let me play with Soten. He says his sister doesn't need to be associating with stupid little kits.”

Kagome frowned down at him. “Is that so? Well, we're just going to have to set him straight, aren't we Shippo?” With those words, she stormed off towards the classroom, a nervous looking Ginta in tow.

xxx

“Miroku, it's been over a week since we figured it out! I don't know how much longer I can keep this from her.” Sango told her boyfriend as they sat together on the couch of the living space of his frat house.

“Patience, my dearest Sango. These things take time. I'm working on it.”

“What exactly are you working on?”

“We need to get them in the same room together, without masks this time. Surely once they see eachother in person again they'll realize they should just be together. Have you noticed that they've actually scheduled time to talk now?”

“Yeah. It's friggin' creepy. She just stares at her phone for atleast an hour a night. No matter what she's doing she'll always respond to him. Sometimes she laughs or sighs weird. I've given up trying to talk to her about him. She won't tell me anything other than basic info.”

“Same here. Course, with InuYasha that's not too far from the norm anyway.”

Sango's eyes widened. “Y-you've never told me his name! Now how in the hell am I supposed to keep that from her you jerk??”

Miroku opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it, a thoughtful look crossing his features. Finally, he simply shrugged at her, a slightly shamed look on his face.

Sango narrowed her eyes at the man. “You... you are such an ass.”

“I'm so misunderstood,” he proclaimed. “Look, you said she's leaving next week for break, right?”

“Yeah...” Sango said.

“Alright. Well, the house always throws a combo platter new year's/back to school party. Just hold out for one more week and she'll be gone. Then when she gets back just get her to come to the party and I'l handle the rest.”

Sango glowered at him. “Fine. But no longer than that or I'll tell her everything I know, consequences be damned.”

“You have my word, my dearest Sango.”

xxx

Twelve hours later, Kagome exited the building housing all those disgusting creatures she seemed to care so much about. He would never understand what about those nasty things she could possibly find appealing. He supposed it was just her kind, pure hearted nature, something he would have to be sure to set her straight on before it got too far like with her. Blanching inwardly, the greasy haired man took up his normal post across the street and a block or so behind her. He knew she was heading straight for the train, so he had no fear of losing her. Besides, nothing would keep his Kagome away from him.

How was work today wench? InuYasha typed his message out when he knew she would be on her way to the train from her job. Talking to her had become as second nature to him as breathing. If he hadn't texted her, she would have texted him, of that he had no doubt.

 Tiring. I had to scold the same kid about 100 times today. He's just so aggravating! He thinks he's better than all the other kids because of his heritage.

 I know the type. The asshole is the same way. Kinda why he hates me.

 Oh yeah?

 Yeah. The half thing remember?

 Right. Different moms. She not as classy as he thought she should be?

 You could say that. You have a lot of homework tonight?

 Not really actually. Most of my classes have actually lightened up in prep for the finals I guess. I have a free Saturday night for once.

Something inside InuYasha clenched at those words. Briefly, he had a flash of him sitting with her somewhere quiet, where they could talk. Maybe even look at the stars... Shaking his head of those traitorous thoughts, he focused back on what he could share with her.

 Yeah. Me too. Damn room mate hasn't been around much the last few weeks ever since he found himself a girlfriend.

 Oh yeah? My room mate has been mia too. I think she's been seeing a guy but I haven't really seen her to ask. Makes me feel kind of pathetic.

 You're not pathetic. If anyone is pathetic it's me. I haven't had a girlfriend since high school. And I use the term girlfriend very loosely.

 Why?

Something about her short response made InuYasha feel guilty, though he didn't know why.

 Yeah. We hung out for half our senior year. She was the most popular girl in school. I had no idea why she was hanging out with me of all people. Everyone else hated me or atleast avoided me. She was different.

 Sounds lonely.

 Eh. I had my friend. And her. It wasn't all bad.

 What happened with her?

Staring at his phone for several minutes, InuYasha contemplated what to say about her. He didn't even know why he had brought her up. He hadn't spoken of her in years. Ever since she had left him.

 She left me

 She just left? No reason?

 She found someone else.

 Oh. I'm sorry.

 It's alright. I'm over it.

Atleast 15 minutes passed before he received a reply. He had almost thought that she had gotten busy or fallen asleep when his phone buzzed once again.

 Hey Foxy, do you ever think about calling me?

InuYasha stared at her latest message with wide eyes. In the month since they had met, neither of them had suggested anything more than their simple text relationship. Though if he was being truthful with himself, he had thought about it. More than once. Did this message mean she did too? Damnit! He hated stuff like this. He had never been good at reading between the lines, being a direct and to the point kind of person himself.

 Why do you ask?

 Because I do. But I don't want to if you don't. I'm fine with this too.

 All the time wench.

Almost as soon as he had hit send, his phone was buzzing incessantly, flashing 'Catwoman' in big letters across his screen. Gulping, InuYasha pressed the green button and held the phone up near his face.

“H-hello?” He inwardly cursed his choked sounding voice.

“Hey.” Her voice was soft, timid, and so sweet.

“Hey.”

A giggle came from her end. “You said that already.”

“Nuh-uh! I said hello.”

“Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize there was that much of a difference. Excuse me.” Her tone indicated she was messing with him.

“Yeah, well, there is wench.” A small smile came to his face at saying that word aloud to her for the first time.

“How.. how are you?” She asked timidly.

InuYasha lay back in his bed, resting his left hand on his chest. “I'm good. I feel pretty good about my finals next week. How bout you, freshman?” A small smirk crossed his features.

Kagome sighed loudly. “I think I'm doing ok. My job has me a bit ragged. He works me more than I initially thought he would but I'm not willing to give it up. I love it so much. I'm still getting good grades as far as I know so I'm keeping my fingers crossed.”

InuYasha frowned. “Do I need to let you go so you can study? I don't want to be the reason you fail...”

“NO!” She almost screamed at him, causing him to pull the phone away from his head a bit. “I-I mean, no. I'm ok. I promise,” she amended, a lot more quietly.

His chuckle reverberated through her earpiece, sending a slight shiver up her spine. “Alright, wench. How's that bitch at your job? What's her name? Ayumi?”

“Ayame. And just as much of a brat as ever.”

“Brat? Is she five?”

“No...” she said, sounding a little confused. “Oh, wait, you were being faceitious. Oh shut up you jerk!”

“I've told you so many times, you make it too damn easy, woman.”

“Yeah, well, you're a butt face.”

InuYasha's eyebrow quirked. “A-a butt face? That's... something.”

“Yeah! And a jerk head.”

“A... jerk head. Ok, then. Duly noted.” He couldn't keep the wide smile from spreading across his face.

“You're smiling aren't you? I can hear it in your voice.” Kagome's tone was slightly hurt, but in that playful way.

“Only for you, wench.”

Kagome's entire face became beat red at his words. “O-oh.” The line was silent for a few moments as she gathered her wits about her. “H-hey Foxy?”

“Hmm?”

“Have... have you ever wanted to know my name?”

A huge wave of panic washed over InuYasha.

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The Bakers Son - 4

( it’s not letting me link any other parts right now I have no idea why, I’ll try and fix it later sorry)

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Adrien landed on the roof of his home with the goofy love struck grin on his face, he jumped down to his balcony and then snuck in through his window he always left unlocked. He crashed onto his desk chair and left out a happy sigh

“Claws in “

Plagg flew out of his ring and landed on adriens bed whining

“ I want cheese “

“Tonight was amazing “ he leaned his head back letting it dangle off the edge of his chair, he rubbed his face attempting to make his smile go away but it just became stronger

“Ok...” Plagg flew over and hovered over Adriens face “ ...and I’m hungry. “ he whined and began poking Adriens nose

“Plagg, I actually talked to her, like a full blow conversation...without making a fool out of myself!” He threw his hands up looking up at his Kwami.

“Well no, superhero, Chat Noir did..” he crossed his arms “ Adrien..not so much. “

Adrien frowned realizing Plagg had a point. But Marinette would never look his way in his civilian life, yeah they were friends. But romantically? He always felt she could do better, that he wasn’t enough for her. He was just the bakers son. The kid who was destined to run the bakery once he was old enough, not that he minded he loved working with his parents, but he always wanted a career aside from helping his parents.

“Plagg, I’m not good enough for her..” he sighed getting up to change “I’m..boring. I’m just the poor kid who lives across the street from school.. “ he rubs his face and groans. “ I’m nuts to think she’d even give me chance, let alone date me”

“Don’t sell yourself so short kid” Plagg was a bit more sympathetic once he found the stash of cheese from Adriens backpack. “She hasn’t talked to you because you’re both a mess when either of you try to talk to one another. “ he chopped down on his cheese looking at it lovingly

“Take for instance, she had the picture of you two in her room”

He rolled his eyes “ It was taken by Nino, it had her best friend in it, of course it’s hanging on the wall. I’m stupid to think it’s because of me.”

Plagg groaned and floated over to Adrien holding a slice of cheese “Look, kid, if she didn’t like you, she could have just cut you of the picture, but she didn’t. So just make a move tomorrow...also we need more cheese “ he threw up his slice and ate it in one gulp.

Adrien smiled pondering what Plagg had said, he was right. Just Marinette was always so nervous around him. He figured it was due to the fact of her actually being able to become social with others just this past year. She’s gotten better but she still had a lot of anxiety. He sighed and pushed those thoughts away, he changed into his pajamas and laid in his bed.

“I know what I’ll do! I’ll get to know her as Chat, then won’t be as nervous around her as a civilian! “

Plagg sighed to himself.

This kid is going to be the death of me Fu.

He whispered looking up at the ceiling,

“She’s going to make me a coat ..” A small smile came to his face then he fell asleep.

-

The next morning Marinette was a mess.

“ Tikki why did I agree to make him a coat!?! What is wrong with me?” She was running late, her father furiously waiting for her downstairs “And to make Ladybug-MYSELF a coat too?” She groaned running her fingers through her bangs

“ Marinette calm down, we can worry about your late night agreements with Chat later” Tikki giggled bringing Marinette her hair ribbons.

She gave tikki and smile and tied her hair back into her pigtails and then grabbing her bag “You’re right I have to focus..crap!” She realized you could see her wound with this skirt on

Natalie knocked on the door “ Marinette you Father is waiting, he’s getting impatient.” She called opening the door slightly.

“ I’m coming Natalie, tell him I’ll meet him in the car please!” She stumbled running back into her closet to pull on some jeans then raced down the stairs and out their big front door. She thanked their driver for opening her door and got in seeing her father looking rather unamused.

“ Do you think this is a game? Marinette we have a strict schedule to stick too I don’t have time for you to be slacking.” He father turned away and told the driver to continue to their destination

“ I’m sorry Father” she paused for a moment to think of an excuse “ I was up late studying Chinese..” she glanced up at him, he seemed a little less upset at her “reason” for running late.

“Well.. then I expect to hear good things from your teacher then, next time I see him. “ he crossed his arms, turning his attention to Natalie tell him his schedule for the day

She left out a quiet sigh of relief and pulled out her notebook.

This time she was actually doodling to help pass some time. Drowning out Natalie’s voice and her fathers constant “Mhm’s”

-

“Adrien? Hellooo??” Nino tapped his pencil on Adriens book in attempt to get his attention.

“Huh-what?” He jumped looking over at Nino, he rubbing his eyes, trying to wake up.

“Did you get any sleep Romeo?” Alya joked coming to the table to sit, Nino gave her a quick peck on her cheek.

“ Eh, not really. “ he sighed looking down at his half finished work.

“ Dude you gotta tell your folks to lighten up on the work load “ Nino punched his shoulder laughing

“It’s not the bakery, or my parents.. I just have a lot of things on my mind..” he pushed Ninos hand away giving him a smile.

“Yeah and maybe one of those distractions is a dark hair, blue eyed girl? “ Nino leaned back giving Adrien a look.

“Wait what?!” Alya perked up “ Am I missing something?! Does the Adrien Agreste have a CRUSH?!”

“No Nino’s just being-“

“RIDICULOUS, UTTERLY RIDICULOUS” Chloe screamed from across the court yard yelling at the principal over some nonsense she didn’t agree with.

“ -what Chloe said” Adrien finished off laughing with the rest of the group

Alya turned her attention over to the entrance of the school, “Hey Mari! Over here!” Alya waved to her for her to come over

Marinette smiled walking over, she tried her best to not limp, luckily she took some medicine before leaving the house. “Hey guys” her voice quiet, she set down her books and laid her head on the table, her tired eyes looking up at Ayla.

Alya gave her a confused look “ Uh, girl what kind of photo shoot was..this??” She let out a giggle gesturing towards Marinettes face makeup and then grabbing a strand of teased hair.

She groaned and reached into her bag for a makeup wipe “ Father had me model some of his winter looks, icy and blue is the “look” for this winter” she rolled her eyes laughing along with Alya. “ I didn’t have time to wipe it off, I was finishing a de-homework in the car”

Adrien, who hadn’t taken his eyes off her, “Well you look great” He let out before he could stop himself. He felt his face get hot, then glared at Nino attempting to hold in a laugh

Marinettes eyes went wide looking over at him, thank god for the excessive blue face makeup or else you see the pink on her cheeks “ Thanks Adrien..” she gave him a soft smile, then registered how ridiculous she looked with half smeared makeup on her face, she looked away, her bangs overnight her face.

“Let’s get you to the bathroom and fix this nest on your head “ Alya laughed attempting to de-tangle her midnight locks with her fingers.

She moved her gaze from Adrien to Ayla behind her “ please tell me you have a softer brush this time?” She laughed wiping off the last of the makeup, getting up grabbing her things

“No promises! Meet up with you boys in class!“ Ayla linked her arm with Marinettes and lead her to the bathroom

Nino looked over to a red Adrien, hands gripping his combed-well now un-combed- blond hair

“Please tell me I didn’t say that...out loud atleast “

“Yup, you told half wiped away, snowflake face covered Marinette, that she looks great..” Nino laughed patting a groaning Adriens back.

-

“OW” Marinette winced as Alya tugged on another part of her head

“Sorry I’m almost done “ her frown went away to unveil a smirk as she thought of an idea to get her friends mind off of her mess of hair.

“Soo, how are things going in the romance department? Hmm??” Alya looked at Mari though the bathroom mirror raising her eyebrows

“Nothings happening.” She sighed and rested her elbows on the sinks edge.

“How about that crush you have on a certain green eyed baker?? Is it growing since you first met him?” She giggled moving to another section of hair

“ Alya that was a year ago..” Marinette smiled thinking back on the day she first met him.

*flashback*

Marinette sighed receiving a message from her bodyguard that the car had stopped working, that’d she either have to wait or walk home.

She would have GLADLY taken the watch free walk home....But it was raining.

She didn’t want to catch a cold, then she’d have to hear from her Father about getting sick, she decided to wait at the schools entrace for whenever her ride would arrive.

“My first day of school.. and it’s been awful” she sighed looking over at her Kwami, she’d only had her for a few weeks at this point, but they were close, you’d think they’d been together for years

“Marinette it’s your first day, things will get better!” Tikki smiled up at her chosen.

Marinette gave her a soft smile and jumped when she heard a voice behind her.

She turned to see a tall boy with gorgeous shiny blond hair, nicely combed to one side, But what stood out most were his deep green eyes. She could tell he was around her age, since he still had soft features,but he was growing into them slowly

“Hey, Marinette right? “ he smiled softly walking up next to her, he looked down since he was on the taller side, First thing he noticed where her bright blue eyes. Her dark midnight hair helped them be more pronounced. They weren’t quiet the shade of the ocean blue, or the sky, but a nice mix of both.

“Yeah that’s me..” she looked down at his messy shirt then realized he was the boy she ran into this morning with her orange juice

“ I am so sorry for earlier..” she paused realizing she never got his name. “ um..”

“ Adrien..” he gave her a sweet smile and put a hand on her should “It’s okay, I don’t live far anyhow. I could’ve just changed but Nino and I had to finish up a project and so I never got the time “ he realized he was about to start babbling then stopped “ Do you not have a ride home?” He opened his umbrella stepping out in front of her

“ I do..sorta, the car broke, and I didn’t bring my umbrella so, either I walk and get sick or wait here until my driver comes. “ she sighed then noticed his extended hand

“Come on, ill walk you.”

“Oh I don’t want to bother you Adrien, I don’t live that close “ she waved her hand signaling it was fine, but he protested

“Please? You owe me for spilling juice on my shirt..” he gestured to the orange stain on his white shirt and she giggled

“Again I’m sorry about your shirt, I’ll get you another..” she paused noticing his kitty eyes he was giving her, she blushed and gave in “..sure I’d love that” she took his hand,taking note about how his hands looked rough, but were oh so soft, and joined him under his umbrella.

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The entire walk to her home was full of laughs between the two of them as he cracked jokes. He liked to see her laugh, but he loved hearing her laugh. He looked down at her, she’d linked her arm in his and held onto his bicep with the her free hand balancing her self from throwing her head back laughing. Every once and a while she’d squeeze his arm and he felt the blood rush to his cheeks each time.

Marinette frowned as they reached her home, he moved infront of her, she smiled seeing his goofy grin.

“Well this is my stop..” she looked past the gates at the front door, where Natalie was waiting for her.

She turned back and seeing the attractive blond holding out his umbrella toward her

“Keep it “ He smiled, taking in her soft features, her cute pigtails that were tied back in red ribbons.

“ Adrien no, you still have to walk home” she heard the gates open, signaling to wrap up her conversation with the kind boy infront of her.

“And you still have to walk to the door. I wouldn’t want one of my friends to get sick“

She blushed not moving her gaze from his green eyes. Hesitantly she reached out to grab it, she felt her fingers bump his, the electric shock that shot through her was one she’d never forget. She pulled her hand back slightly, then took the umbrella from him.

“ Thanks Adrien...I didn’t get your last name?” she trailed off feeling her face get hot as his became a familiar shade of red also.

“ Agreste..I’ll see you tomorrow..” he waved turning around and walking back in the direction they came.

“S-see you t-tomorrow-whoa, why am I stammering?” She looked back up to share another glance, one last time with those dreamy green eyes again, then he turned the corner disappearing from sight.

“A friend..” she said breathless

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“Hello...earth to Marinette? “ Alya said reaching her hand down

Marinette blinked snapping out of her thoughts, she handed Ayla one of her hair ribbons. “ I do have a crush on Adrien, but we’re just friends Alya, he’s bound to have girls lined up to date him. “ she looked up at her best friend in the mirror who was shaking her head

“Girl, Adrien is PICKY.. well, that’s what Nino has told me. He’s never even brought a girl home. “ she finished tying Marinette’s hair into her regular pigtails, then put her hands on her innocent friends shoulders

Marinette raised a brow “ Alya, I don’t want to make things uncomfortable, sometimes it’s better to have a friend then a boyfriend. Adrien and I are great friends. I don’t want to jeopardize that over my silly feelings. “ she got up and grabbed her school bag

Alya sighed “ I just want you to be happy..”

She grabbed Alyas free hand “ I am, I have three amazing, supportive friends” she smiled as they embraced in a hug

“Let’s get to class before we’re late “

She nodded at her best friend and they made their way to class.

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Ahh yes the famous umbrella scene...I just tweaked it.. a little. I hope you guys like it! Let me know what you think! I’m changing up how I label the parts at the top, let me know which way you like best!

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