Soulmates

Chapter 7 - Can't Back Out Now

(A/N) This chapter is a bit shorter than my other ones but I couldn't add more to it without adding another 2000 words and I didn't want it to drag on. It will make sense in future chapters

Enjoy...

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"Here, this should help."

Placing a cold pack against his head, Adrien winced when the coolness hit his scalp.

"Ouch!"

Going into superhero mode, the blonde forgot he was out of costume. Any damage he did would leave marks and Ladybug wasn't around to fix the damages the books had left.

A few fellow classmates helped them up and to their luck Alya and Nino weren't around to take photos of the scene.

That would of been awkward.

The blunette had insisted to help with his injuries at home seeming as though it was her fault the incident had happened.

Sitting on her chaise, Adrien glanced around the room. It looked bare, the walls had been stripped clear of any photos of the blonde and any drawings of Marinette's designs. He could clearly see dust collecting on her sketch book, obviously knowing it hadn't been used in awhile.

"You didn't have to do that." Marinette spoke, drawing the boy to look towards her. She was obviously more concerned of what Adrien's father would think about his bruises when he arrived home. "I'm always clumsy, those things happen all the time."

Although she was greatful he had stepped in when he did.

"Sorry, I saw you needed help, I guess I was there at the right time." He grinned at her but cried out when she had placed a reasurring hand on his shoulder.

"Where else are you hurt?"

Adrien didn't want to tell her, he didn't want her to feel worse for the injuries he had gotten so he shrugged it off.

"I'm fine."

She wasn't having any of it, knowing very well from her touch he had been more injuried then what he claim to be.

"Take off your shirt." She demanded.

"What?" The blonde yelped.

"I need to see the damage." Marinette piped. "Come on."

Adrien liked this side of Marinette, the confident side she shows to all of her other classmates. It was nice for him to finally get a glimpse of it up close and personal.

People had been around them on other occasions.

It still was a bit strange for the blunette to ask such a request, but when he saw that determine look on her face, the same look she gives to Chloe when she's annoyed; he knew not to argue and complied with what she had asked.

Taking off his white jacket he heard a little squeak leave the designer's mouth. He could just see her in the corner of his eye as his black shirt went over his head and saw that her face change from a light pink to a hot red within a second.