Kidnapped by him (FINISHED AND FINAL)

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"This place is huge! I woke up in the middle on the night last night and I felt thirsty, but I couldn't find the kitchen!" Marinette giggled, throwing her head back. Adrien smiled at her. He stared at the girl sitting next to him.

"Have you remembered anything yet?" Adrien asked her. Marinette stopped laughing and turned to Adrien. She looked down at her hands.

"Um, not really. I have a faint feeling that we were very close and I feel like I need to get to know you becuase It would bother me if I wasn't doing so. There's that. But otherwise, I'm just confused." Marinette spoke. Adrien's eyebrows furrowed.

"Confused by what?" He asked. Marinette looked up at Adrien.

"Who's Chat Noir? How did I meet you? Where is he?" She bombarded Adrien with questions. Adrien leaned towards Marinette.

"All questions'll be answered with time, darling." Adrien whispered. Marinette nervously smiled.

"Alright. Well, I'm gonna go lie down, my head is starting to hurt." Marinette stood up. She turned around and walked towards the stairs.

"Hey Marinette?" He called. Marinette turned around.

"Yeah?" She responded.

"Is that what usually happens before you get a memory? Your head hurts?" He asked.

"All questions'll be answered with time, darling." Marinette smiled, satisfied with her reply. Adrien chuckled, watching her as she disappeared into her room.

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Marinette lied in bed, her eyes closed. It was quiet in her room, all she could hear was the very faint talking on the TV that she supposed Adrien was watching downstairs. She needed to rest. But all the questions on her brain made her restless.

She opened her eyes. She took a deep breath, looking around her bedroom. Her eyes landed on the picture taped to the closet. She got up, slowly and walked towards the closet to examine. It was a picture of her, and Adrien. In the picture, Adrien stood next to Marinette and had his lefthand wrapped around her and on her waist. She wore a red dress, he wore a tux. She supposed a friend took the picture. Maybe Alya.

'He really did mean a lot.' She thought.

Marinette cleared her throat before waking back towards the bed. She got under the covers and closed her eyes again.

"Are you okay?" He asked her. Marinette pulled away and smiled weakly at him.

"I'm tired." She sighed.

Chat smiled, and pulled Marinette into a deep hug.

"I missed you." She whispered.

"I missed you too, Princess."

Marinette opened her eyes. She sat up and throwing the covers off of her. She got up from her bed and looked at the clock on the wall.

She had only been asleep for a few minutes. Opening her room door, she walked quickly, the pain from the crash aching her leg. She grunted quietly as she slowled down. She walked down the stairs.

"Adrien?" She called. Adrien turned around, spotting Marinette.

"Marinette." Adrien quickly got up, grabbing her hand and placing his hand around her waist, helping her as he saw she was in pain. He sat her down on the couch and he plopped down next to her before grabbing the TV remote and turning the TV off.

"Can I ask you a question?" She asked. Adrien hummed, turning to Marinette.

"What was my relationship with Chat Noir like?"