What if Chloé didn't show up for another 3 seconds in horrificator

Marinette was a nice girl. She was kind and quiet, yet never hesitated to stand up to Chloé or any other bully that occurred. Usually it was Chloé, but sometimes kids from other classes would pick on Mylene or Max and she was always there to defend them. Adrien liked her enough, but didn't know her too well. She was ambitious, yet humble. Humble enough to insist on keeping Mylene as the lead actress in their student film. Despite the constant nagging she still believed it was Mylene who needed to be on the screen. Chloé was annoying and over bearing as usual, but Marinette had even managed to appease her and get her out of the room. After that, they had no actress. That was until Alya talked her in to it.

Juleka had been powdering Adrien's face for the past twenty minutes. Despite his already nearly flawless completion, he understood the need for makeup on film. The girls that were being filmed probably already had makeup on, so they didn't need to be touched up. His ears perked up at the sound of Marinette's timid voice and looked over at his blushing classmate.

"What was that?" He asked.

"Oh! N-nothing," she stuttered.

"Okay! Let's get started! Horrificator take…I dunno 1000. Anyways…action!" Nino called. The camera was rolling and Adrien kept his gaze on Marinette. Rule number one: never break the fourth wall.

"I'm not scared of that monster, inspector Jones…" Marinette said, reciting the lines perfectly. The way she said it and the way she held herself was Oscar worthy. She could actually make a good actress.

Adrien settled his hands on her hips, reminding himself to apologize later, and gently pulled her closer. Her own hands were on his chest, perfect to what the script had said as they drew closer. He had to crane his neck to come barely close enough, and was thankful when she caught on and barely lifted herself on her toes. Her fingers shifted and nervously grabbed on to the collar of his white shirt. He closed his eyes and so did she. The space between them was so small but it might as well be a valley. If the suspense wasn't killing him it was surely killing her. Her palms were sweaty, and her cheeks were definitely flushed. She couldn't believe she was actually about to kiss Adrien Agreste.

The moment their lips touched he felt odd. It was a good type of odd. Sure he's kissed dozens of girls before in these types of situations. It was for a photoshoot, or he was in a class project or play that required a kiss. He even fake dated another model as a publicity stunt and kissed for the cameras. But this fake kiss was so different. He couldn't place his finger on why, but something inside him sparked. Her warm and soft lips barely pressed against his, but he felt more emotion and energy in this single kiss than all the kisses he's shared in his life. He was reluctant to hold back, but the script had called for a short kiss. When he did the door opened with a bang at the same time. Everyone looked over to see Chloé looking furious at Marinette.

"How dare you!"

It had been days since that kiss, but to Adrien it might as well have been an eternity. The longer it had been since he's felt her sweet lips the more insane he went. Nothing felt the same. Not even with Ladybug. It all felt hopeless anyways since she was so adamant on keeping their identities a secret and her heart out of his reach. Over the past few days he really noticed Marinette's kindness and grace. Especially towards him. Nino would tease him about the kiss a couple times and say stuff like "you lingered for .5 seconds. Are you in love?" or "So when's the wedding? I was looking at the footage and you guys are just perfect for each other." He didn't know why, but apparently his friend found it amusing even though he was the one who wrote in the kiss. Maybe he was jealous, he did notice him staring at Marinette a couple time. Then again so was he recently.

It was her lips. They were mesmerizing. He couldn't stop thinking about how soft they were, and how he could vouch for how incredibly sweet they were. With each passing day he was more and more tempted to pull her aside and kiss her again. It had been a week by now, and Chloé was still salty about the kiss. It seemed he wasn't the only one hung up on it. She tried to pick fights with her from time to time, but by the end of the week it had succumbed to bitter muttering and glaring. At least on Chloé's side.

Marinette was on cloud 9 ever since the famous kiss. Nothing could spoil her mood. Not even nasty notes and comments from Chloé. She was too busy day dreaming about the kiss on repeat. It was a regularly scheduled program in Marinette's brain. Wake up, think of the kiss. Eat breakfast, think of the kiss. Walk to school, and never pay attention in class because the kiss was playing over and over. Sometimes she even dreamed about it in different scenarios. At the park, at the beach, in the bakery, in the store, under the stars, and even on top of the Eiffel Tower. It was innocent and totally make believe. She understood that. It was still fun to day dream.

"Dude, what's up with you lately? You keep looking over your shoulder," Nino whispered to Adrien in the middle of class.

"Hm? No I'm not," he denied. He knew very well that he was glancing over his shoulder at least twice a minute. It was now two weeks since he had kissed Marinette and he was on the verge of standing up and doing it again right then and there.

"Yes you are. Are you paranoid about something? Do you need to like go to the health office and chill?" He asked. Adrien shook his head.

"No, I'm fine," he replied vaguely.

"Oh would you look at that! It's been exactly two weeks since Marinette tried to steal away my Adrikins!" Chloé suddenly shouted during the lull of the class. The teacher had stepped out to speak with the principal. Marinette was too busy in her own head to realize Chloé was talking about her, but Adrien reacted right away.

"Get over it, Chlo," he snapped. At first he was patient with her, but now he was just annoyed. It had been two weeks she needed to let it go.

"Why are you so snappy? I just wanted to protect our love. You act like you enjoyed the kiss," she sneered. Adrien turned pink and glanced over at Marinette who was just realizing there was something going on.

"Whoa, Chloé, calm-"

"Yeah I did enjoy it. Is that a crime?" He interrupted Marinette before she could finish speaking. The classroom was quiet as Marinette's eyes bulged at Adrien. What did he just say?

"Y-you're joking, right? There's no way you actually enjoyed kissing her," Chloé said. Adrien glanced over at Mari. Her face was bright red and her eyes were wide. He couldn't decipher if it was a good or a bad reaction.

"Why would I joke about that? It's not that unbelievable. Marinette is a very pleasant person, s-so I'm not ashamed to say that I liked kissing her," he stated. He heard a few whispers spread through out the class followed by a couple of giggles. Crap.

"Dude, he's totally in to you," Alya whispered to Marinette. She shot a glare to her best friend.

"S-shut up," she hissed.

"Well, if you liked it so much, why don't you do it again? Prove that you're not lying," Chloé challenged. Adrien perked up at her challenge. Finally a good(ish) excuse.

"S-stop it, Chloé. Leave me out of-" she stopped talked as Adrien stood up from his chair. He glared at Chloé for a moment before promptly turning to face Marinette and cupping her face. He leaned over her desk and pulled her over for their lips to meet. Her eyes were wide while his were screwed shut. He took his time to even shift his head to fit with hers better and press a second kiss to her pink lips. When he pulled back her eyes were still wide, and her mouth felt numb. Adrien gave a satisfied smile over to Chloé and sat down just as the teacher came in.