So, we could probably guess that Marinette had phone called her BFF, Alya, once Adrien had left. And we could probably already know that she was squealing with excitement at the news. We could infer that Alya then told Nino, who was also ecstatic about it and decided to call Adrien. We could guess all of those things. And, you guessed right.

—

Marinette hastily walked up the school's front stairs. Alya was already waiting for her, jumping up and down until she noticed Adrien wasn't with her best friend.

"Where's Adrien?" she eyed once Marinette had made it to the doorway.

The bluenette sighed, before pointing behind her. Just then, the Agreste car pulled up in front of the school, a very pleased looking Adrien filing out and rushed up the stairs beside Marinette.

"Hey, Alya!" he chimed, earning a side smirk from Marinette, who then grabbed his hand out of habit.

Alya squealed, quickly grabbing her phone out and snapped a few photos, only making her best friend act even more smugly.

"What's with that smug look, Bugaboo?" Adrien whispered in her ear, giving Marinette a small wink before he pulled away.

Marinette cupped her hand and spoke right into Adrien's ear, "I'm waiting for the reaction of a certain someone."

Before he could even process what Marinette had said, he burst into a fit of laughter, Alya giving the duo a hard look of confusion.

"Uh... I said a joke!" Marinette quickly excused, pulling Adrien and Alya inside the school, a tired-looking Nino coming into view.

"Hey, dudes." he muttered, walking beside Alya, "Man, I sure need some sleep. Especially since yesterday school was cut off, I was forced to do chores. Chores!"

"Lol! Poor turtle boy." Alya cooed, patting her boyfriend's shoulder firmly, "At least you did important work yesterday."

"Yeah..." he groaned, eyeing his best bud, "Work like cleaning window frames. Like, I never knew how dirty those things are!"

The three chuckled before Nino cleared his throat as he spoke to Adrien, "Hey, dude. Now we can double date whenever we feel like it! Thank God, I'll have my bro to save me from tragic girl shopping."

"Hey!" Alya and Marinette shouted, Nino holding his hands up in defeat.

"Ok, ok. I was just saying!"

Before they knew it, the bell rang, the four rushing up the stairs to the second level of the school, making their way towards their classroom.

Marinette took hold of Adrien's hand, the blond smiling down at her warmly before giving it a gentle squeeze, only to make the bluenette blush.

They entered the classroom, literally everyone spotting the two holding hands. They quickly rushed out of their seats and begin hoarding the two with questions.

"Le gasp!"

"Are you two DATING!?"

"How long?!"

"OMG!!!"

"Thank God!!!"

"This is a dream... right?"

"EEEEEEEKKK!"

"Nice going, Agreste!"

"Squeal! Squeal!!! SQUEAL!!!"

"MOVE!" a bitter voice demanded, a blond pushing her way through the crowd and directly in front of Adrien and Marinette, pointing at their joined hands, "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!"

"Hey, Chloé," Marinette smirked, Adrien coughing out a light chuckle.

"Adrien!" she soon seethed, glaring at her crush, "What is the meaning of this?! Why are you holding Marinette's hand, again?!"

"What?" he shrugged, a playful smirk crossing his features, "So I'm not allowed to hold my girlfriend's hand?"

Everyone gasped, most girls bursting out into a fit of squeals, Rose jumping around joyously as Juleka had a small smile on her features, Mylène's ego-boosting up 100%, Alix cheering widely for her friends.

And then it was the final blow, Marinette kissed Adrien's cheek, Chloé losing it as she shrieked.

—

Chloé shot Marinette glares throughout the whole day, Marinette somewhat pleased that she managed to have this effect on her childhood bully that liked to make her life miserable. Though she knew she wouldn't pester her any longer. This wasn't justice, it was revenge. And she didn't want revenge on Chloé. She just hoped the blond would stop mocking her.

It was sadly raining outside again today, even though yesterday the weather had cleared up. Marinette honestly didn't mind, but she wished she could go to the park with Adrien later that day, yet again her plans being foiled by nature's sprinkle.

It now reminded her of Monday, which felt like yesterday. The blissful moment was always stuck in her memory, every time she looked at Adrien she felt it. She felt the coldness, the harsh words, the boundless solitude. She felt all his pain, all his doubts. She felt his thoughts. They were one. She would always feel his worries, he would always feel her happiness. They completed each other. And she wanted to share the heavy burden of his solitude with him. She wanted to give him comfort, the company he never had.

The class was soon escorted outside for the end of the day, Marinette quickly following Adrien who stood outside in the rain, breathing in the fresh, humid and moist air.

"You'll get sick if you stay out getting drenched!" the bluenette laughed, Adrien looking down at the girl standing beside him.

"I'll be fine." he assured her, "I hardly ever get sick anyway. I should be worried about you." He pressed a quick kiss to her cheek, making his lady blush.

"Kitty!" she whined, pushing him aside playfully, "Stop it with your flirting!"

"Aww." he pouted, quickly replacing it with his signature Chat Noir grin, "Come on, M'lady. My flirting is pawsome!"

"And your puns!" she wiped some raindrops off her spring jacket, "You're such a dork, you know that?"

"I'm your dork." he corrected, earning a side glare from his girlfriend, "Admit it. My puns are pawsitively pawbulous!"

"They're utterly lame." she rolled her eyes, elbowing him as she noticed his car parked in front of the school, "But you better go now."

"Want a ride?" he offered, Marinette smiling before nodded.

"Sure." she shrugged.

They made their way down the staircase, Adrien's bodyguard huffing as he noticed Marinette walking alongside the model.

Adrien opened the door to his car, ushering Marinette to head in as he bowed. She giggled before curtsying, then sat on the opposite seat of the car. Adrien too made his way into the vehicle, slamming the door shut as he spoke, "To Marinette's place, please."

The car sped off down the street, Marinette breathing in the cold air from inside the vehicle. It smelt like new leather, and somewhat... cold and empty. It smelled as if it didn't belong to anyone. It was so neat and tidied that no one would even guess someone actually used the car.

Before they knew it, the automobile came to a halt, Marinette looking out Adrien's window to see that, in fact, they had reached her bakery. Sometimes she forgot that she lived just down the street from her school, but it did come in handy for when she decided to sleep in, it would reduce the lateness to her classes.

Adrien got out and opened her door, Marinette stepping out onto the wetted pavement. The puddle beneath her ballet-like shoes splashed against her heels, making a loud impact, backlashing as she almost tumbled over, Adrien luckily being there to catch her. He was always there to catch her when she fell, and Marinette was always there to catch Adrien when he did.

"I'll see you tomorrow." he calmly spoke into her ear as he readjusted her into her normal composure.

"Yeah." she shakily nodded, earning a smile from the boy she loves, "See you."

He nodded before filing back into his car, pulling the car door closed, Marinette just standing there as she watched it zoom away into the rainy streets of Paris. She felt the same like after her first kiss with Adrien as Adrien. She felt the love poured into her heart, heard the fast beating of it. She smelt the slight scent of camembert, which she knew now was his kwami's favourite food. She saw the gorgeous green eyes everywhere she looked. She heard his gentle voice, calmly reassuring her and telling her that she was amazing. And then there was that sixth sense. One that she couldn't really describe, but it made her feel complete as if she knew now that everything would always be alright with Adrien by her side.

So there, the bluenette stood in the rain, thinking about the boy she truly loved with all of her being.