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Marinette was sitting in science when she felt it. A little trickle that she knew was different than usual. Eyes widening slightly, she mentally kicked herself for not noticing the signs. She cried yesterday for no reason, other than the fact that she was listening to a really sad Taylor Swift song. She had back cramps. She'd eaten nothing all day.
"I think I got my period," Marinette murmured to her friend. Alya winced and said, "I don't have anything on me." Marinette hissed and raised her hand.
"May I use the bathroom?" Mrs. Mendeleev nodded and Marinette scrambled out the door.
Sure enough when she looked down there was red in the toilet. Letting out a frustrated groan, she pulled her phone out and texted Alya: "DEF A CODE RED. I need 25 cents for the tampon machine though and I don't have any money on me!! SEND HELP ASAP"
Marinette sat there for a bit when her phone buzzed in her hand. Looking down, she felt all the blood drain from her face as she read:
Adrien: That seems like a predicament. I'm on my way back from the nurse, would you like me to stop by and give you some change?
Marinette: oh. my. god. Adrien im literally so sorry i meant to send that to alYA
Adrien: It's really not a big deal I understand. Which bathroom are you in?
Marinette: Why were you at the nurse?
Adrien: Marinette answer the question
Marinette: *sigh* second floor
Clutching her phone, Marinette made her way to the entrance of the bathroom, staring at the ground to avoid eye contact with anyone. She heard footsteps and saw the trademark orange Converse of her crush, and her face went red.
"Marinette?" She looked up, hugging her arms to her stomach.
"Adrien holy crap I'm so sorry I meant to send that to Alya but I guess I just didn't see and-"
Adrien held out his hand which was full of coins. She looked up and he had a gentle smile on his face.
"Really Marinette it's okay. I might've been a little freaked out if I were younger, but it's been four years in a public school now. It's really not a big deal."
Marinette threw her arms around him, squeezing him tight.
"Thank you so much!" she said breathlessly as he poured the change into her cupped palms, and she ran back inside.
Once everything was done and she'd washed her hands well, she did a double take when she saw Adrien still standing out there.
"What are you waiting for?" she asked.
"Um, you. Duh."
"Why?"
"I figured I'd walk you to class.
"...Why?"
"Cuz you're on your period."
Marinette whacked his arm.
"Oh my God Adrien I didn't get my leg amputated or anything."
"Still. I wanted to be nice."
"Well...thank you. That's really sweet of you. I have chem with Mendeleev right now."
"Ah. How's that going?"
"Real fun. Wait why were you at the nurse?"
"I rolled my ankle while running the mile during gym and I just went to get it iced."
Marinette pretended to pout and put a gentle hand on his arm. "You poor baby."
"Well it's not as bad as having your period."
Marinette groaned.
"You literally just said you were mature!"
Adrien winked.
"Doesn't mean I can't still tease you."
Right before they got near the door, Adrien brushed a quick kiss on her cheek.
"But really, let me know if there's anything I can do for you," and he briskly turned and walked the other way.
He walks fast for someone who just rolled his ankle... was all that was going through Marinette's head as she sat down, starstruck.
Alya kicked her foot, but she hardly noticed.
"Marinette!" she hissed. "What happened to you? Why are you glowing like that?"
"Alya, I swear one day I am going to marry that boy."