The Meet Cute [An Adrienette Story]

Tuesday 4th December [Marinette]

Marinette's parents were ecstatic that she was finally home and it felt so good to be back in her own comfy bed with her huge cat pillow. The beds at the temple were minimal and Marinette was surprised that she hadn't developed some sort of back issue.

Yesterday, Marinette had finally built the courage to drop her portfolio off to Adrien's assistant. She still wasn't quite ready to see him yet, and Alya was her main priority. They'd managed to schedule her an appointment with him on Thursday, she prayed it would be a nice surprise.

Marinette's parents had great pleasure in filling her in on Adrien's visits to the bakery. It seemed as though he was really missing her and she couldn't help but wonder what his life had been like these past months. Not a day went by when I didn't think of him. He was her usual first morning thought, with Chat taking her last.

Finally, Marinette was on her way to see her best friend joined by her new phone. The phone didn't leave her hand, especially since the conversations she had started with Mr Handsome, as named in her phone. He had been entertaining with his texting and for some reason she craved it. He was smooth, flirty and reminded her so much of her kitty. The possibility of literally stumbling on him gave her a thrill. There just seemed to be something, something Miraculous. She pulled out her phone to see one message waiting for her.

Would you grab my arm, so I can tell my friends I've been touched by an angel?

Marinette snorted causing the people walking around her to give her strange looks. She shyly lowered her face into her scarf as she thought of a reply back. Cheesy pick up lines ... great! Marinette realised that she really seemed to attract a certain type of guy. Pouting, she considered what to respond.

Talking to this guy last night really made her feel like she knew him. Honestly, she was starting to believe in placing a bet that she did.

Don't kid yourself, this fallen angel has a devilish streak ... and I look amazing in red 😜

This new found confidence had her lifting her chin high and stalking through the centre of Paris. Marinette was on her way to see Alya and was surprised to find she'd moved back in with her parents. Before she'd left, Marinette was sure Alya and Nino had put down a deposit on an apartment.

As her phone signalled again, she couldn't help smile. He really was relentless.

I'm sure you do! But you should see me in black 😉

Her heart caught in her throat. This was getting too close to the cuff. She'd tried to speak to Tikki about it yet her room ended up filled with bubbles. She'd missed Chat so much and was counting down the hours until she could see him. He held such an immense part of her heart, she wished she hadn't been such a fool when she was younger.

In usual 'Marinette in Paris' fashion she wasn't paying attention, causing her to end up with her face in the chest of a rather tall male.

"Well, if it isn't Marinette. The magicians assistant."

Looking up, Marinette met beautiful ice blue eyes. He hadn't aged a day. Just a couple more piercings and a neck tattoo.

"Luka? Oh my-"

Stretching forward, Marinette wrapped her arms tightly around his body. At least this time, bumping into someone didn't end up with her on the floor. It was so good to see him again. Perhaps it was a coincidence that he was the first friend she'd bumped into since she had returned home.

"I've missed your hugs." He sighed into her strawberry scented hair. "Let's take a look at you?"

He moved Marinette back a couple of steps by her shoulders and she couldn't help but blush at the scrutiny he was giving her. Luka was a very special friend. He was Marinette's civilian Chat Noir ... ok that wasn't a fair, Adrien was her civilian Chat Noir but Luka was a firm second place. He had helped her a lot.