A/N Hi guys! Thank you so much for your interest in this fic! I wasn't expecting this many comments! And because of your guys requests I've decided to write a second chapter to show their reactions! I hope it lives up to your expectations! Xxxxxxxxxx

Marinette's brain still clung to sleep like a raft in a storm, as she began to register the soft yet pointed cushioning against her face. She then noticed the pressure on top of her head and the warm cottoned object within her arms that felt nothing like her teddy bear. The realisation that she was not in her own bed started to awaken her mind out of its sleepy fog.

Slowly her eyes blinked open to the unexpected glare of the sun. She turned her head away to avoid it, only to see what she had been sleeping with. Against her face was a clean cotton shirt that was probably more expensive than any clothes she owned, which contained a tanned arm that she was currently hugging on to. Trying to put off what she knew she would discover, she slowly looked up to see the sleeping face of Adrien Agreste pressed against her own.

"Ahhhhhh!" She screamed. Her mind raced into fight or flight response, so she jumped away.

Without her support, Adrien slumped to the side. The impact of his head hitting the grass startled him awake.

"Huh what? What happened?" He slowly sat up whilst rubbing his head. Marinette wanted to check if he was alright but was too terrified to touch him again.

"Nice spot for a nap guys." Alya said with a smile that was too sly for Marinette's liking. Nino rolled on the grass beside her, clutching his sides in laughter. At Alya words Marinette took a proper look at where they were. The realisation gave her another miniature heart attack.

"What are you talking about? What's so special about this place?" Adrien asked. Marinette was confused at first by his reaction. Then she remembered that he hadn't been at the school very long so probably hadn't heard of the story yet. She wasn't sure if that made it more or less awkward. It didn't help that his response had made Nino laugh even harder. She glanced at Alya, silently begging her to not answer his question. But like any good best friend, Alya ignored her pleas.

"Because that tree is known as the kissing tree."

"The kissing tree? Why is it called that?" Her sweet socially clueless Adrien asked.

"The kissing tree got its name when around twenty years ago when the school was built, a couple would come here to make-out every breaktime since back then it was hidden from any teachers on break duty or looking out of windows. Until one day Mr. Damocles found them, and do you know who one of those students was?"

Alya paused, her eyes glistening the way they did when she knew juicy details that the rest of them didn't.

"Miss Bustier!"

"Wow! Really?" Adrien exclaimed. Marinette was surprised too. She knew the story, but she hadn't known that it had been Miss Bustier. She hadn't even known that Miss Bustier had gone to school here! She wondered how Alya had managed to keep that piece of information secret from the rest pf the school.

"Yes, really! And then the whole school found out! So now it has become tradition that every couple has to kiss at least once during their time year."

"Cool!" Adrien said. Marinette smiled wistfully at his genuine interest, that came with everything to do with school after missing out on it for so much of his life. "Have you guys ever kissed under it?"

"What do you think we've been doing whilst you two were sleeping?" Alya smirked before demonstrating.

Marinette cringed and looked away. She already knew way too much about what Alya and Nino got up to when they weren't around.

Apparently, Adrien had a similar reaction as he'd turned around too. The pair shared a suffering smile.

"So, what about you?" He asked.

"Err me?" Marinette replied, not sure what he was talking about.

"Have you ever been kissed under the tree?"

Her skin blushed as red as Ladybug's costume.

"Yes! I mean no! No, I haven't."

His head tilted like an animal who couldn't understand what she was saying.

"Really? Have you not had a boyfriend?"

Not trusting herself to speak she shook her head. She wasn't sure what to make of his surprised expression. He then looked wistfully up at the tree.

"I hope I get to kiss under here someday. But with my Father, I wake up every day expecting that this will be the day he'll take me out of school."

His expression dropped to the unfortunately familiar one whenever he talked about his father. Marinette once again felt shame at ever having admired his father. Someone who made another person constantly feel like this, let alone their own son, didn't deserve any respect from anybody. She wished there was something she could do to take away the feelings of fear his father instilled in him and replace it with happiness. Suddenly an idea broke through the surface of her sleep filled brain.

"I know it's not the same but here."

Later we should blame it on still being sleep deprived, but she leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.

His eyes widened, and his skin blushed as red as hers, before a smile graced his face and his eyes softened. Marinette never thought that he would look at her like that.

"Thanks Marinette. That really means a lot to me. You're such a good friend."

He then leaned down to kiss her cheek in return. Marinette thought she must still be dreaming.

"Come on, hopefully Alya and Nino will have come up for air by now, so we can work on the project together."

Her mouth opened and close like a fish as she tried to form words. Eventually she gave up and nodded.

Thankfully Alya and Nino had untangled themselves, so they were able to make a start. But whilst they worked, Marinette could still feel the ghost of his lips against her skin. If her sleep deprivation had resulted in this, then it had all been worth it.