An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
~~ Fic Summary ~~
He was just a guy in a bar, she was just a girl in a bar...
Until Marinette wakes up to find a naked stranger on her floor, only to realize he's not really a stranger, but the guy whose face is on half of the billboards of Paris. And holy crap, what is Adrien Agreste doing here when she's supposed to start an internship at his father's company today?
CHAPTER 4: Elevators Are a Funny Thing
Marinette heard a crash from behind her. Right behind her.
Before she could react, Adrien yanked her down behind the desk, pulling her head to his chest and shielding her body as best he could from their awkward crouching positions. He held her tightly. too tightly to allow her to crane her neck around to see what was happening.
She relied on her hearing for clues. Crunching glass, rustling fabric, a frustrated growl. The echoes of Adrien’s breaths in her ears. Further away were frantic footsteps, panicked shouts, and one high-pitched scream made Marinette’s skin crawl.
“Akuma!”
...Continued on Ao3!! Chapter 1 > Chapter 2 > Chapter 3 > Chapter 4
