Love you too~
Well, well, well, look who is trying their hand at Chloenette. Tbh this is really short, silly and stupid and they are probably OOC, so fml. I’m a bit rusty with writing, after two weeks of almost no writing at all. But I couldn’t get the idea out of my head.
“I need to take you shopping.”
Marinette looked up from her sketch. She and Chloé were paired off for a school project and they were supposed to work. But between the way too warm day outside and fruit tarts Marinette’s parents brought up, well, working on the project. They were both sharing Marinette’s chaise lounge. Marinette was on her stomach, working on some designs in her sketchbook, while Chloé was on her back using the papers for the project as an improvised fan while scrolling through her instagram. She was, until she got distracted, that’s it.
“What’s wrong with my clothes now?” Marinette said with a fond eye roll. Chloé had a thing for criticizing the most ridiculous things about her clothes, like how the rips in her jeans were too messy or something along those lines.
“Your back pockets are uneven.” Chloé stated.
Marinette put her pencil down and turned towards her. “You surely spent a lot of time staring at my ass to reach that conclusion.”
Her lips curled in a smirk as Chloé huffed and turned her head. “I didn’t stare at your ass at all.”
“Denial doesn’t suit you. Also, nice shade. Are you trying to out red a strawberry?”
“I’m not red!” Chloé crossed her arms, obviously annoyed Marinette realized she had been, in fact, starring at her glorious ass the whole time.
Marinette snorted. And then, a little idea bloomed in the corner of her mind. Propping herself on her elbows, Marinette called. “Hey, Chloé.”
Chloé turned around, only to be welcomed by Marinette’s lips on hers. Marinette had never been a sloppy kisser, but this one was pretty messy. Chloé didn’t even had time to respond properly, before Marinette pulled back. The little shit was smirking too, but Chloé was a little bit too caught up between the surprise and the fact that honestly, that shade just didn’t look good on Marinette.
“Hey, Chloé.” she called again, but this time in a lower voice.
Marinette’s smirked smugly. “Your lipstick is smudged.” she run her thumb across Chloé’s bottom lip to make a point.
Chloé pouted, crossing her arms again. “I hate you.”
“I love you too.” Marinette winked at her, before returning to her sketches.