All the Cats Out of Bags
“Marinette?” her mother’s voice pushed through the fog of sleep. "Did you sleep through your alarm again, sweetie?“
"Ngh, wha?” She tried to roll toward her mother’s voice, but couldn’t move. Adrien’s warm arms were holding her too snugly. She snapped fully awake. Adrien was cuddling her close to his chest, he was a very clingy sleeper. And her mother was in her room . Probably wondering why she hadn’t shown up for her shift. "Forgot to set my alarm,“ she said quickly, trying to sit up, and failing to break out of Adrien’s iron grip. "I’ll be right down in a…”
Adrien groaned, pulling her closer. "Shhh, Princess. It’s sleepy time,“ he mumbled.
Wide-eyed, Marinette craned her head to peek out of the covers at her mother standing in her room, smirking smugly.
"And a good morning to you, too, Adrien,” her mother said with a cheerful laugh.
“It’s not what it looks like,” Marinette said quickly as the boy next to her went completely still. She knew this reaction from akuma battles. He was terrified and blaming himself.
“Hmmm. Is that so?” her mother asked. "Get dressed. We will be expecting both of you down in the bakery in twenty minutes.“ The door squeaked slightly as it closed, and Marinette could hear her mother’s footsteps down the stairs.