Blindsided

002 - closet complications

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Marinette paced back and forth, wandering as much as she could in the teeny closet.

She expected Adrien to make some kind of dirty joke about them making out in there, but he didn't. In fact, the blonde was... quiet.

Too quiet to be normal.

Marinette spun around, facing Adrien. He was crouched down in a corner, eyes wider than saucers, mumbling to himself.

"Adrien?" She asked, confusion lacing her words.

"Out." He muttered, quiet but loud enough to hear. "What?" Marinette asked repeatedly, having no idea what the boy in front of her was talking about.

"We're never getting out are we?" Adrien asked rhetorically, his breathing quickening by the minute. "I-I'm g-gonna be stuck here. No... No..." He continued to speak, his lower lip trembling.

The blonde's head whipped back and forth, witnessing how small the space truly was. He was visibly growing more anxious, causing Marinette to grow worried.

Then Marinette's eyes widened as she realized,

Adrien must be claustrophobic.

But... how could that even be possible? Adrien came in here on his own will to... do "stuff" everyday? Why was he claustrophobic about it now?

The ravenette sighed, knowing it wasn't the time to think like that.

Marinette knelt down in front of him, his eyes trailing to her. It was the first time Marinette noticed how green they were.

"Adrien," Marinette spoke comfortingly.

The blonde was so completely out of it, he barely even heard her.

"It's okay Adrien, I'm here, okay? We're going to get out." The ravenette continued her soothing words.

The blonde stopped shaking slightly, turning towards her and forcing a smile.

"W-We are?" He asked.

Marinette returned the smile, nodding. "I promise." She spoke, standing up. "I'm going to start looking for a way out, okay?"

Adrien nodded, signifying that he had calmed down a little, and was listening closely to her words.

Marinette let out a quiet, nervous breath, one she had been holding in.

If she didn't find a way out soon, Adrien might have another claustrophobia attack. She could feel his eyes burning into her as he observed her every move.

The ravenette glanced at the door knob, wondering if she could pick the lock.

"Are you going to pick the lock like sexy girls in the movies?" Adrien managed to joke in between hard breaths. Marinette ignored his statement, and the anger bubbling inside her.

She needed to keep her cool.

"No, I have an even more awesome idea in mind." She grinned, hiding the fact she didn't actually know how to pick a lock.

Adrien tilted his head, his blonde hair falling into his eyes as he did.

Marinette couldn't help but notice how cute he looked when he wasn't acting like a complete asshole. "CRAP." She internally screamed at herself for thinking such horrible things.

The ravenette rubbed her temples, stressed, then stepped back on task.

"I have a plan, listen closely, okay?" Marinette said as she stepped closer to the blonde. "Are you able to stand?" She asked, not knowing if he was comfortable being touched yet.

"Yes." He answered shortly, standing on his own.

"There's a vent on the ceiling leading out into the hallway. If you boost me up there, I can open the it and climb through. When I get out I'll unlock the door and let you out." Marinette paused, letting the blonde take in the information.

Adrien blinked a few times, then nodded slowly.

Marinette sighed in relief, as he seemed to be coming back to his senses.

The blonde intertwined his fingers together, allowing for Marinette to step on his hand and balance safely. She hesitantly touched his shoulder for extra sturdiness, which he also allowed.

Adrien knew this was the only way out, so he was fine with what ever Marinette needed to do.

The blonde used his strength to boost the short ravenette up, which didn't take much effort considering how petite she was.

Her hand barely touched the vent. "Just a little higher, do you think you can do it?" The ravenette said, her voice remaining calm as she had become his temporary emotional support.

The blonde didn't answer.

"Adrien? Are you okay?" She asked, growing anxious. If he was starting to get nervous again, he could drop her and they would both get injured, limited almost all chances of getting out.

"Hold on a minute. You have a cute ass." Adrien finally spoke, snickers escaping in between words.

Marinette regretted ever feeling anxious for the sake of this boy.

"Adrien Agreste, if you don't lift me up right now-" The ravenette threatened, not even having to finish the sentence as she glared at the boy beneath her.

The blonde gulped, remembering she was the one in charge of his escape.

Adrien shut up, and lifted Marinette to the required length, allowing her to open the vent and climb inside.

"I'll be back soon. Just stay calm, okay? I promise to not take long." Marinette assured, hoping to clear the boy's mind of any future worries.

"Okay." Adrien responded hesitantly as he watched her go.

Seconds later, the ravenette was out of sight. The blonde sighed to himself, the only thing allowing him to cling on to calmness was her soothing words.

"I trust you, Marinette." He smiled, continuing to wait in peace.

A few minutes later, the knob jiggled and the door burst open.

Behind it was his savior. Marinette's hair was out of place, her face was covered in dust along with her hair and her clothes were ruffled. But he didn't pay any mind to it.

A grin shot to his face as he ran out of the closet faster than he had been thrown in there.

Marinette was barely able to smile back, as she sneezed due to the dust, not looking pretty while doing it. Suddenly, a crowd of chuckles erupted from behind the two.

Adrien's smile melted into a frown.

"Wow, you two got real creative in there, huh? Marinette looks like she had a fun time." Luka snickered, curling a piece of her dusty black hair around his finger.

"What are you talking about? We never-" The ravenette defended herself, swatting Luka's hand away.

She turned to glance at Adrien, giving him a look for help. But all she could see was a troubling smirk on his face.

Her stomach dropped.

"Yeah, she finally admitted her secret feelings for me, just couldn't hold it in any longer. You enjoyed it though, right Marinette?" Adrien asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Kim slapped Nino's hand in a high five, demanding the money he had won in their "bet".

The bell rang, and students began piling out of the classrooms, all hearing the news one by one; that Marinette had finally "fallen" to Adrien.

The ravenette's usually calm, blue eyes were now burning with fiery rage. The only words that could come to her mind were,

You've set the game to multiplayer mode, Agreste.

So count me in.