My Girl: A Miraculous Story

Chapter 25

Marinette's POV:

I wake up wrapped around Adrien in my bed.

Wait. How am I in my bed?

I sit up and look at him.

What a beautiful boy.
His hair is messy but it still shines. He eyelashes are long and dark even though he's blonde.
He's laying on his stomach, using his arms as pillows. His arms are so muscular, but not too much.

I look at our clothes. It's what we wore to the movies last night.

He moves a little bit and groans as he stretches.

"Mmmmmm."

I rub his back and shoulders.

I grab my phone to see what time it is and it's 6am.

Why the fuck did I wake up so early?

Probably because I went to bed super early I guess.

I click on a notification from Alya.

"Hey girl! I know you're asleep right now but just letting you know, there's no school tomorrow. There's gonna be a storm. Maybe we could do something at yours? ;)"

I don't appreciate the wink at the end of that text message.

"Hey Al, thanks for telling me. You and Nino can come over around 1pm but no alchohol or random people we barely know!!"

I add three exclamation marks for emphasis, but end up deleting one before hitting send.

I've been rubbing Adrien's back this whole time. He fell back asleep instantly. I'm jealous though because I'm wide awake.

I lay back down though and rub my fingers in his hair.

I need to tell him I'm Ladybug.

I want him to know.

I love him.

I lay in bed until I physically can't anymore because of boredom. I sit up and debate waking him up, but if he somehow got me here while I was sleeping, he definitely deserves his rest.

I get off the bed slowly, making sure not to wake him then sit at my desk.

I work on some design projects I've been putting off before working on the worksheets I was behind on. Thankfully they're all on history which I'm really good at so they were easy.

By the time I finish everything, it's 7:24am.

Adrien is still asleep.

I walk down to the kitchen and brew some coffee.

I sit on the couch and start to sip my coffee when I feel warm arms wrap around my shoulders.

"Why'd you leave me, princess?"

He says it in a really cute sleepy voice.

"I didn't leave you, you're so dramatic."

I smile and turn to kiss him.

I set my coffee down on the coffee table and stand up to pour him a cup.

"How do you like your coffee?"

"I don't actually. I usually just drink juice."

I laugh a little and make fun of him.

"Okay Kitty Noir, what juice would you like?"