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Marinette slumped in her seat, Adrien’s warm jacket and scent enveloping her. It was perfect for a nap, but class was supposed to start soon, unfortunately. In front of her, Adrien and Nino chatted excitedly about something, probably one of the many anime’s they enjoyed. She smiled as she watched them, a yawn overtaking her.
Beside her, Alya put down her phone, then sniffed her. That’s right, Alya sniffed her. Before Marinette could ask her anything though, Alya loudly exclaimed, “Wow, Marinette! You smell...”
“Radiant?” Adrien offered. Alya nodded.
Marinette narrowed her eyes at them. How could someone smell radiant? She might’ve been tired, but she knew better than that. She opened her mouth to say something, but Nino nodded in agreement with the two of them.
His lip twitched as he said, “Carefree...”
The gears in Marinette’s head were still turning, and she still wasn’t sure what was happening. How could someone smell radiant or carefree? Finally, she understood, her eyes widening.
It was then that a grinning Adrien Agreste and Alya Cesaire both said, “Dreamy.”
Before she could stop them, the whole class burst, “Adrien: The Fragrance!” Everyone started laughing as Marinette sunk lower into her seat. Why did her friends have to do that to her?
Then an idea popped into her head. “You know Alya,” she said, loud enough that everyone could hear her and they quieted. Her had a mischievous grin on her face as she locked eyes with Adrien. He seemed to immediately know what she was doing, because his grin left his face. “You’re probably smelling Adrien’s cologne. No matter what it is, it always manages to smell like that.”
Adrien’s face turned bright red as he turned around in his seat abruptly, just as Ms. Bustier enter their class. Everyone was giggling at what Marinette had said, causing the teacher to give the class a confused smile. Beside her, Alya gave Marinette a discreet hand five. Her boyfriend could mess with her, but she could too.