Hello!

Firstly, thank you so much to all those who reviewed, favourited or just read this oneshot-soon-to-be-twoshot! It means a lot to me and I'm very grateful for the encouragement!

Some of y'all seemed quite interested in what happened after that so I decided to extend it to a twoshot. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I would like a personal Adrien but nope, I own zilch.

Marinette's heart pounded wildly. She had already chickened out of returning Adrien his jacket three times throughout the school day and now he was walking out of the door with Nino! Soon, he would reach his car and she would have to hold on to his jacket for another day.

Not that it's a bad thing. In fact, I could just keep in forever, he's wearing another jacket today, I'm sure he wouldn't miss one... Okay no, Mari, you have to return this to him! She argued with herself.

"Mari, he's leaving! Come on! You need to try talking to him, go!" Alya pushed her best friend out of the door and Marinette's legs moved on autopilot as she trotted out of the main entrance.

There. The sunlight glinted off his blonde hair as he walked down the steps, discussing something animatedly with Nino. His physique is so good. Must be from the fencing and all... Marinette thought dreamily as she trailed after them on the steps.

Her admiration of Adrien was interrupted by the jeering of a couple of teenage boys on bicycles. They seemed to be racing as they traded insults and sped along the pavement... in the direction of Adrien!

Disbelievingly, Marinette watched as Adrien waved goodbye to Nino and continued towards the car, in a few seconds, he would be in the path of the crazy cyclists who seemed to have no intention of stopping.

She didn't stop to think, racing down the steps, she charged towards Adrien who was still blissfully unaware of his imminent danger. With his head slightly bent, he seemed more lost in thought than anything. She couldn't let anything happen to him, she had to get there in time, her strides widened as her fear for Adrien intensified.

Marinetter only managed to cry, "Adrien, look out!" Before she grabbed him by the arm and yanked him backward. She had been too preoccupied with saving him to even consider pulling back her strength and she knew she had probably grabbed and yanked too hard. Her mind whirred trying to figure out how make sure Adrien didn't fall from the force of her pull.

Instead, he followed the momentum of her pull and holding on to her, spun so that both of them were clearly out of the path of the cyclists who hadn't even given them a second glance. To Alya, it looked like a smoothly executed dance move, one that they had practised countless times and she let out a cheer.

The two of them stared at each other, the fluidity of their movements had been instinctive and strangely familiar. Only Chat has ever been able to react so quickly to me. Marinette's head spun, she became aware that Adrien still had his arm around her and her hand still clutched his other arm and she quickly let go as a blush coloured her cheeks.

I didn't know Marinette was that strong and fast. Maybe she does sports? Adrien blinked as her released Marinette and cleared his throat.

"Thank you, Marinette. I probably would have gotten hurt if not for you," he told her, a small smile on his lips, "You're very strong. Do you do any sports?" He probed. What he really wanted to ask was, Why are you so familiar? How did that just happen?

Averting his eyes, Marinette stammered out and excuse about "baker's arms" and swallowed her questions, Why are you so familiar? How did we not fall? Why could you react so smoothly?

Remembering her original purpose, she dug into her bag and extracted his jacket, holding it out to him.

"Thank- Thank you for the jacket yesterday! I forgot I had it on until I got home. I hope you didn't miss it!" She offered a shy smile and began inching away, "Well, I'll ah... I'll see you tomorrow! Bye!"

Adrien smiled and waved, "Bye!"

As they walked away from each other, they both felt strangely as though they'd missed something.

Do I know you? Marinette shivered.

I think I do. Adrien watched her as his car pulled away.

Et voila! Thank you so much for reading and please let me know what you think in the comments!

If you want more LadyNoir fluff, I have another oneshot coming up called 'A More than Friendly Favour' so you can go check that out. But if not, thank you again and I hope you liked it!

-Redrose