#foxinette

i got stu ck on this when i tried making it hurt/comfort so i gave up on that lmao,, anyways this is a post-reveal, v relationship fic, meaning mari is dating alya and adrien but they’re not dating each other

When her balcony door squeaked open, Marinette barely had time to turn around to see who her visitor was when she was enveloped by two pairs of arms.

“Heya Minou, Peaches, what’re you guys doing here?” she asked, hugging each of them back for a moment before pulling away.

“You weren’t in school today-” Rena started.

“-so we wanted to make sure you were alright,” Chat finished, flashing Rena a grin when she narrowed her eyes at him.

Marinette snorted at their antics, knowing that Alya hated when Adrien finished her sentences. They were on the same wavelength so often that it happened more times than Marinette could count.

“Thanks for worrying, and sorry, I should’ve texted or something,” she apologized, stepping away towards the dress hanging off of her mannequin. “I was finishing this up last night, for the competition. I ended up sleeping through the school day.” She rubbed her arm, bashful to admit how screwed her sleep schedule was. “How’s it look?”

The dress in question was a light yellow-and-orange with a white petal motif running around in a spiral. If Marinette were wearing it, it’d reach down to her knees, bouncing gently where it flared out.

“It’s almost as gorgeous as you,” Rena said, glancing away from the dress to sneak a kiss onto Marinette’s cheek. “But that’s to be expected from my favorite designer.”

“Alya, please,” Marinette laughed, a small blush warming its way onto her cheeks. She gave Alya a peck on the lips in return, as well as a quick scratch behind her fox ears.

To the side of them, Chat Noir cleared his throat, and when they looked over, he rolled his eyes.

“I haven’t gotten to shower you in compliments yet, this isn’t fair,” he said with a small pout.

Marinette’s unapologetic laughter sprang from her lips, and she moved with such fluidity that she could’ve been dancing if the distance between her and Chat had been greater.

“I’m sorry, Minou, go ahead,” she told him, leaving a kiss on the line of his jaw.

Chat’s pout melted into a smile. “You’re really going to nail the competition, the colors are perfect and the petals are flawless and Marinette, I would die for this dress.”

“I would prefer you didn’t, but thank you very much.” She gave him a scratch behind the ears too, doing her best to give equal amounts of attention and love to both of her partners. “Now, I don’t know about you two, but I’m still super tired and ready to pass out. You’re free to join me, if you want.”

Sometimes I forget that I can draw and don’t have to write everything :’) Anyways, this is for @thinkoutsidethelovesquare!

Day 5:  Secret Dating/Reverse Fake Dating (pretend not to be dating) 

“It’s okay, Mari,” Vixen whispered. “It’s okay, I’m here. You don’t have to do this.”

Marinette didn’t respond, and instead seemed to shrink into herself further. The heroine’s hold on her tightened.

“I’ve got you.”