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Marinette sat, carefully balancing her textbook on her legs, on Luka’s bed. The boy sat nearby casually strumming his guitar as her tongue stuck out in concentration. She hummed along as her pencil neatly scratched out some notes, studying for her latest science exam. As she lost herself in balancing equations and memorizing formulas she barely noticed when Luka stopped playing the guitar. It was only when the musician scooted closer and placed his head directly on her shoulder when Marinette noticed, squeaking slightly in shock. His blue eyes glittered at her in amusement and she blushed faintly as she realized how close their faces were.
“What are you studying for, Marinette?” he leaned down to glance at her textbook, his fingers delicately running along the pages. The wonderful scent of his cologne mixed with his shampoo caused her blush to deepen as she tried to focus on what he had asked.
“I-I’m just trying to get some studying in for a science test in two weeks. I’ve barely had any time this week for studying,” Marinette giggled nervously, cursing the amount of akumas Hawkmoth had sent out this past week in her head silently, “So thank you for inviting me over for a study date. I really needed this!”
His hand moved to rest on top of hers, squeezing it lightly before his head lifted up to look her in the eyes once again, “It’s no problem, Marinette. Besides, I really like being with you, so in all honesty, thank you .”
Her head ducked down shyly, biting her lip as a wave of butterflies cascaded within her chest, “Aw, Luka, you’re so sweet to me!”
“I mean it, Marinette,” he lifted her head up gently with one of his fingers, connecting their gazes once again. Sky blue met ocean blue and Marinette held her breath as he leaned closer to her. When they were barely a few centimeters apart, Luka looked away, taking a deep breath before running a hand through his hair.
“Luka?” she asked curiously, watching as the boy’s gaze seemed to avoid her own as he looked around his room, “Is something wrong?”
Finally, he looked at her as his eyes snapped to hers, a fierce determination burning within them, “No! I need to ask you something, though.”
“ Okay ?” Marinette dragged out the word as he began digging through his pockets, seemingly looking for something. A few seconds later and he seemed to find it, shoving a piece of candy into her hand. She blinked down at the pink candy heart in her grasp before meeting Luka’s gaze who was staring at her nervously, “Thank you for the candy. But what did you need to ask me?”
The musician frowned slightly, looking down at the candy in her hand before grimacing, “It’s upside down! Of course it is!” he whispered, flipping the sugar heart back over so it showed two words.
Once again, Marinette glanced down at her palm as she read the words. Quiet giggles escaped her before she could bite them back, soon turning into loud laughs as an incredible feeling of joy lifted her heart, “I-is this really you asking me to be your girlfriend,” she managed to breathe out in between giggles. The Be Mine candy heart stared up at her, reigniting her laughter once again.
“You don’t like it,” Luka winced, “That’s okay! Just forget it!”
“No, no! I absolutely adore it,” the designer rushed out, immediately sobering her laughter as she tried to comfort the boy in front of her, “I just didn’t think you’d ask me out in the form of a candy heart is all!”
“You know me, Marinette,” a small smile lit up his face as he spoke to her quietly, “I’m not the best with words and I thought that this would be the easiest way.”
She bit down hard on her lip in order to fight off the encroaching smile that threatened to split her cheeks, “I know that! I just figured you would write a song to tell me, is all.”
“I did that as well,” Luka chuckled nervously, “I just didn’t think it was good enough.”
“So you thought giving me a candy heart would be better?” Marinette giggled cheerfully once again. She reached over and gave the boy’s hand a quick squeeze before scooting closer towards him.
“Y-yes?” he asked almost questioningly, his face erupting into a cute pink blush, “I can still play the song I wrote for you if you’d like that more,” his hand reached over towards the guitar that rested across from him.
The designer merely drew closer, shaking her head slowly as her pigtails bobbed cutely, “We can save that for later. For now, I’d like to start something that I think was interrupted,” She inched her own bright pink face closer to his as she smiled shyly at him.
Luka brushed a stray strand of her midnight hair away from her face before whispering quietly, “Could I kiss you, Marinette?”
“Yes, please,” she whispered back, her blush deepening before his hand cupped the back of her head as he drew their lips together in a sweet kiss. Marinette relaxed quickly into their kiss, wrapping her hands around the back of his neck as butterflies erupted within her chest. Her head tilted, burying her hands within his hair as she smiled slightly into their kiss. Finally , she thought to herself as euphoria swept over her.
When they both finally pulled back for air, Luka shot her a cute smile, “Was that a yes, then?”
Marinette burst into happy giggles, “That is most definitely a yes! I can’t believe you’re such a dork!”
“But I’m your dork,” he shot back at her.
The designer’s heart melted at his words, “Only if I can be your dork, too.”
“I’d like that very much,” he smiled shyly before bringing her head back down as they sunk into yet another kiss.