Le Chat et Le Serpent

Chapter 11: Drunken Debauchery

The party continues - Adrien is enjoying his escape and human contact as he wears his socialite mask.

Chat's friends need a hug.

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**Trigger warning*** - Mention of underaged drinking and an attempt of statutory related actions.

(Stated since this was not planned within my original tags. Since our character is underage, there is a very purposeful implied nature of action instead of "painting a picture")

Bleeding Hearts

"Oh Lord, if Gabriel could see Adrien now." Alya watched as Adrien and Nino jumped onto the bar with a stunning girl.

"I've never seen this side of Adrien." Marinette joined Alya to observe the drunken debauchery.

"Honestly, I kinda thought that Adrien and Luka might have a thing, but..." the girls tilted their heads in synchrony as Nino awkwardly pretended to spin a fake shirt above his head while the slim blonde model pressed herself into Adrien.

"What? No, my Adrien?" Marinette laughed.

"How is he your Adrien if you still can't tell him how you feel, girl?" Alya razzed her.

"You know what I mean, not my Adrien, but, my Adrien! He dated Kagami, there's no way!"

"Yeah, but we don't know the whole story," Alya wagged her finger at Marinette.

"Do you think I made a mistake letting Luka go?" Marinette's mood shifted.

"Well, Luka is sitting in the corner playing with his guitar while Adrien is about to do shots out of that girl's fake tits, so," Alya put up her hands as though they were a weighing scale.

Marinette thought that she had managed her feelings for Adrien; it was easier to hide within her guilt. Tonight, when she looked at him, the curtain she had put over her heart was lifted. His face no longer held death within it, instead, his cheeks were flush as a gorgeous smile reached ear to ear. Whatever mistakes Ladybug made were behind him; all Marinette could see was her teen heart throb. It would be so much simpler if she could lose herself within Luka. He was so intuitive, thoughtful, and wore his heart on his sleeve. He was always straight forward with her, she always knew where he stood with Luka. But...

"Ugh! Why is it that whenever I see Adrien again, my whole universe starts to spin around him?" She grumbled her thoughts out loud.

"Because you always want what you think you can't have." Alya astutely observed.

"Look how cute they are." Marinette ignored Alya's comment.

"You need to seriously question your definition of cute. That - is foreplay. That-," she pointed to Nino still living his best drunken life beside the grinding duo, "is ridiculously cute in the worst way, and that-," she pointed to Luka, "is actually cute."

"I'm going to talk to him, but not because of you. Just because he looks lonely!" The liquid courage was building within her.

"You tell yourself whatever you want, I'm gonna go make my boyfriend jealous by taking a shot out of Plastic Titty McGee's cleavage."

"Hey, Marinette." Luka stayed focused on his guitar's strings. The crowd had significantly sparsed over the past hours, permitting his tone to remain quiet.

"Why are you sitting all alone?" Marinette sat in front of him, hoping he would look up.

"Just thinking through some stuff." Luka strummed a sad tune.