prompt; marichat but chat knocks on her parents skylight by accident and then has to explain himself to mrs and mr dupaincheng
Thank you for the prompt anon! Unfortunately, we have a little problem here. Sabine and Tom’s bedroom doesn’t have a skylight, only Marinette’s does. But that doesn’t mean I can’t work around it hehe. Here we go! It is kind of short tho.
Chat Noir adored visiting Marinette. He loved that he got time to spend with her, playing video games, having pillow fights and more or less sleepovers together. And the food was certainly a bonus. So here was Chat Noir, coming with a bag of two big ice cream boxes and ready to marathon. It was Friday and Marinette mentioned she wants to see that new TV series Versailles because of the costumes. Adrien wants to watch it to make fun of the ugly mustaches. Opening the skylight, he jumps in before somersaulting off the bed and landing in the middle of Marinette’s room.
“Oh, bonsoir my princess! Are you ready for this fine evening of…. of… er… “ Chat stopped dead in his tracks when he noticed they weren’t alone in the room. Marinette’s parents were sitting on the chaise lounge while Marinette herself was sitting in her computer chair, looking rather mortified. Her face screamed panic, while her eyes screamed murder. Absently, Chat wondered if there was a recipe for fried cat in wine sauce. If not, Marinette was one step away from creating it. He gulped. Turning to her parents, who were still surprised, Adrien straightened his back.
“Monsieur and Madame Dupain-Cheng. Bonsoir!” Chat waved awkwardly. “I swear there is a good reason I’m sneaking off in your daughter’s bedroom at a late hour in the night without your knowledge.” Marinette turned to him with a look that screamed ‘SHUT UP’
The two adults exchanged a look, having more or less a mental conversation. Then they smiled at Chat. “You should come to dinner one of these days.” Sabine declared while she and Tom got up from their place. “I’m sure you can explain the… reasoning then.”
“Enjoy the whatever you are up to. We will send you some sweets.” Tom added as they opened the hatch door to climb down.
Marinette and Chat looked flabbergasted as the two adults disappeared from sight. They turned to each other when the door opened again and Sabine appeared. “Don’t forget you have a box of condoms in your closet, dear.”
“Maman!” Marinette exclaimed in pure horror, but she was already gone.
“Well, that went well.” Chat declared after a few moments of silence.
Marinette turned to him with a look that screamed murder. Chat gulped then pulled out one of the boxes. “I bought you truffle ice cream.”
Marinette narrowed her eyes, before grabbing the box out of his hands. “You are safe. For now.”
Imagine being woken up in the middle of the night by Sam Drake wasted drunk. He acts flirty with you in bed and pillow talks while a bit tipsy.
The stars aligned in the crisp autumn air as the full moon shined bright from above. Sweet thoughts filling my numb mind as I lay in bed, sleeping hard from a rough day at work. This moment was so blissful and relaxing that nothing could ruin it. Until I heard a rather loud bang-crash sound within the darkened bedroom. “Shit…Fuck!” I heard a voice whisper to themselves.
“Aw, I’m sorry, shit…Did I wake you up?” The man laughed, speaking a bit louder.
I roll over to my side and flip the light switch on, realizing it was Samuel. “Um-yeah you did.” I say squinting my eyes.
“Agh-Fuck,” He grumbled. “ I’m sorry darling. You were fast asleep weren’t you?”
“I was sweetie. I had a long day at work.”
“Sam? Are you drunk?”
“I am not drunk. I’m-I’m just feeling…pretty awesome!” He spoke nearly falling over his own two feet at the end of the bed. He soon laughed. “What’s up? Sexy butt?” He then chuckled some more. I give him a long stare and roll my eyes. “I am not drunk. I don’t get drunk. I’m just-”
“I only had like seven drinks, not even enough to get me drunk.”
“Okay, well you never tell me that I have a, and I quote ‘sexy butt’.”
“Oh I do-I so tell you that you have a sexy butt…even when I’m not drunk!”
“Its true though.” Sam stretched and sighed. “I like that wagon you’re dragging,” He giggled. “Okay so I might be a little-a little bit drunk. Just a tiny bit!” The Drake brother then walked over and grabbed hold of the sheets. “Here, scoot over. Because I am going to spoon the ever loving fuck out of you…How are you?” He giggled as he joined me in the bed.
“I’m alright I suppose?”
“Yeah I wouldn’t be too great if I was woken up by a drunk asshole either.”
“So you’re implying yourself?”
“Uh, I’m not talking about me. I’m just saying in general. ‘Cause I’m not drunk. In general I’d be annoyed it someone drunk woke me up.”
Sam laughed and smiled in that cute little way that he always does. “Hi…” He said which was then followed up with several kisses on my cheek.
“Samuel Drake you should stop. Honey you are drunk!”
“Ugh-but I’m not trying anything!” He whined. “I’m just kissing you because you’re cute.”
“And I like your tired voice…Its adorable, even if you’re the tinniest bit annoyed with me.” He laughed. “Hey, I am sorry I woke you up, I was trying to be quiet.” Sam sounding more serious.
“You knocked the table over that sits in the corner of the room.”
“It came out of nowhere. I don’t know where the end table came from, but it just kinda flew out at me.”
“Sam it can’t just move.”
“Tables move. I’m telling you. I think the house is haunted. Because there’s no way I bumped into a-a stationary object, tripped, and woke you up…Because I’m totally sober.”
“No you’re not.”
“I am! Look!” Sam said while climbing out of the covers and standing on top of the bed. “I can do-I can do-I can stand on one foot on the bed. Watch! Watch!” His plan was short lived as the Drake brother came tumbling down towards me. “So…maybe in the slightest way, I may be impaired.” He chuckled.
“Did you drive all the way home?” I asked, changing the subject.
“No, I got a taxi.”
“If you say you’re not that drunk, why didn’t you just drive?”
“Maybe I didn’t feel like driving. I just felt like taking a taxi. Oh and Nathan made it home safely. Haha, you think I’m drunk? You should’ve seen my little brother!”
“Oh you’re so warm.” He said while inching closer to me. How are you so fucking cute? Oh my god! I wanna like squeeze your cheeks until they fall off.“ He laughed. “You’re so cute! Come here!” He kissed me a few times on the lips.
“I swear you always get like this when you’re drunk Sam!”
“Come on.” He moaned. “Mmm…fine. I am sorry for waking you up, that was not my intention, but-ay-ay-but…No! I’m not talking about your butt, I’m saying the word ‘but’ B-U-T. But now that you’re awake, would you maybe wanna go sledding?” He laughed aloud.
“Sledding with no snow?”
“You can so go sledding when there’s no snow…it just hurts a lot more.”
“There’s no way you can go sledding sweetie.”
“Aw I want to go sledding!” Sam bickered like a little kid.
“It’s in the middle of the night.”
“So what if its night?”
“You can’t go sledding. It’s not the season yet for that.”
“I don’t care!”
“I’d rather cuddle than do that anyway.”
“Oh fine lets cuddle, cuddling sounds good…Just help me-get this off…because my shirt for some reason doesn’t-want to come off of me.” He struggled as I took hold of his brown t-shirt and yanked it off his body. “Almost got it. There we go!”
“I’m sorry I can’t get over how cute you are!” Sam spoke.
“I will not stop, you’re adorable and I like kinda wanna draw whiskers on you.”
“Really? What if I felt like doing it back to you?” I teased.
“You better no draw whiskers on my face when I pass out because then I won’t make you breakfast tomorrow.”
“Oh yeah I definitely plan on making you breakfast because I woke you up while you were sleeping and now I have to make it up to you…What do you want?”
“Um-I don’t know.”
“It could-whatever your choice. If I have to I’ll go like to Africa and kill an Ostrich or something,” He laughed. “Alright Ostriches are scary. Maybe something less scary like a Capybara.”
“What in the world is that?”
“A Capybara is like the biggest member of the rodent family. I saw one in person with Nate on our adventure to Madagascar.”
“What does it look like?”
“It is like this giant beaver looking motherfucker. They’re cute, but not as cute as you!” He hugged me tight and kissed me.
“Okay-okay I’m a little drunk…”
“Now you confess mister?”
“Okay so I’m totally drunk and like seriously you are so fucking cute right now.” He began to ramble. “How the hell did I get so lucky? You beautiful flower child you.”
“Flower child Sam?”
“I don’t know what I’m saying. I heard someone say that and I just had to throw it in there. I think it means you’re innocent or something. I don’t know. I have no fucking idea…Well you are innocent at least compared to me. My mind is in the gutter. At least right now.”
“You’re not wrong with that.”
“Alright well tomorrow I’ll show you what my gutter mind is all about,” He chuckled. “I know I’m being weird, but hey that’s what you signed up for when you met me.” Sam teased.
“Come here!” He begged me.
“Because I want to give you a kiss. Your lips are just so soft and I love it, and your neck, and your ear.” Sam moaned. “Tomorrow morning we’ll have some fun, but now its time for sleep. I’ll let you go back to sleep. Only under one condition.”
“What?” I question.
“You have to lay your head on my chest and let me cuddle you to pieces darling.”
“Alright. Deal.” I said as I inched closer to Sam’s body.
“You’re so warm. I love you. And I’m not just saying that because I’m drunk. I’m saying that because in all seriousness, I fucking love you so much. Its almost sad how much I love you.”
“I love you too! Even though you are tipsy at the moment.” I laugh.
“I’ll see you in the morning darling. Thanks for being you.” He whispered as he cuddled me throughout the night.
Give me Tom Felton and Daniel Radcliffe. Shaking hands enthusiastically when they first meet one another on set of the Philosopher’s Stone. Give me getting milkshakes with Rupert and Emma after their first day of filming. Give me sleepovers and video games and pillow forts and cowboys-and-crooks and inside jokes and lucky handshakes. Give me two boys who are best friends. They chase each other around the set of Chamber of Secrets with their wands, shouting, tripping, laughing shamelessly. “Scared, Potter?” Tom drawls occasionally with raised eyebrows and his signature Malfoy-smirk. Dan flips him off and they proceed to carry out another one of their schemes. While filming Prisoner of Azkaban, Dan breaks down at Tom’s house one day. Tom holds him and whispers words of encouragement in his best friend’s ear. Dan lies in his lap and rants about fame, how he’s struggling with the pressure, while Tom plays nonchalantly with his hair and offers advice and empathy. They share their first kiss in one of the trailers during the fourth movie. It’s weird at first, kissing a bloke. Teeth clash, hands are positioned awkwardly at their sides. But then Dan takes the initiative and wraps his arms securely around Tom’s waist, who melts against him. They spend lazy afternoons at each other’s homes, fiercely making out for hours. They talk about everything, anything. It’s playful and loving and ecstatic and beautiful. During a sleepover at Tom’s in 2007, they fall asleep on his bed, cuddling, the moaned words “I love you” running over and over again through their heads. It’s easy smiles. Easy laughs. Easy love. Dan wakes Tom up with a kiss the next morning. They’re filming later that day. The kiss turns into a careful exploration of each other’s skin. Hickeys, butterfly kisses, grinding, tracing, biting and the cautious removal of pajama bottoms. Messy handjobs follow and they both leave the room grinning and blushing like the dorks they are. They decide to keep their relationship private from the public, but inform their families, friends and co-stars the following day. The press would ruin the realness of it all. They have sex for the first time in Dan’s apartment after the premiere of Half Blood Prince. Dan tops and Tom is writhing and uncomfortable at first, but soon relaxes against his gentle touch. They love each other. Endlessly. Always. They’re soulmates. Basically grew up together. Harry and Draco. Who would have thought? After the series is finished, they move in together. They wake up with their legs entangled in the mornings and throw casual banter around the kitchen as Tom makes them breakfast. They decide to start their own Tumblr once the notion of Drarry reaches them. They reread the books and discuss the characters they portrayed and why Drarry is so fucking right. They write fanfiction when they’re bored and think of Drarry AUs when they’re tangled together, sweaty and panting. They laugh as they watch their interviews - interviews in which they pretended to be oblivious to the fandom and ships. They are a part of the fandom. They are forever. Always. Give me Tom Felton and Daniel Radcliffe.
Herm and Helena’s place. It’s the apartment above Helena’s mom’s coffee shop. Her mom rents it to them, at a very reasonable price. The oven is 20 years old and it creaks and the hot water comes and goes but it’s somewhere they could paint the walls and hang their photos. It’s warm and cosy, full of plants and video games and comfy pillows, it’s sanctuary from everyone else. It’s home.
As we all know, Madara is a very busy person so is days would be hectic. Whenever he spends time with his S/O he’d avoid going outside but rather stay at home and snuggle. Talking about their future, sharing daily experiences or watch a movie. Moments like that are the most appreciated because he bearly has any free time.
♡ Izuna Uchiha
Being Madara’s little brother, his duties are a bit cut off, meaning he has more free time. Spending time with him would be always a fun thing, including doing silly things. Such like pggyback rides, eating challenges, playing video games, pillow fighting or even dancing and singing in your room.
♡ Itachi Uchiha
Itachi loves to spend time with you and no matter what, he will find the time doing it. Usually most of the time you both would be cooking, creating and trying new dishesh. Usually he’s the better cook, so you’ld just have to sit there, assist him and glare evily… because, he’s like an Olympian cook! A real champion. After cooking comes and eating, so romantic homedates are something usual for him.
♡ Sasuke Uchiha
Sasuke’s soul is adventurous. Whenever having to spend time with you, you’d be both traveling. Traveling to distand places, so he’d be able to forget about his responsibilities and enjoy being with you. Sightseeing, hiking, mountain climbing and all kind of sport activities would be included. Bringing snacks too.
♡ Obito Uchiha
Deeply caring for you, Obito most of the times would bring you out for a dinner. Restaurants and fast food, depending on your own mood. He’d always pay the bill and sometimes purachase way too much, which would lead to brining food home.
♡ Shisui Uchiha
Being with Shisui means fun. Or more like doing illegal things. Entering random home yards, riding the cart in the local magazine, trying to ride big dogs, makeing stupid bathroom selfies in front of the mirror and etc. Sometimes, things don’t turn out good and you might end up in the police. But hey, that’s the fun!
If you had the chance to be a kid again, what would you do?
I would eat nothing but cake and pizza all day and walk around the apartment with no clothes on and play lots of video games and make pillow forts with the turtles! Oh wait, I already do all that stuff.