"Try this one on! I'm sure this will look great!" Alya threw another red dress at me from over the dressing room I currently was trying to hide in. "And I want to see it this time Miss Dupain-Cheng!" She huffed out of the space and went on searching again.
I peeked out from behind the curtain and saw Luka sitting there twiddling his thumbs. "Psst, Luka!" He looked up and saw my head and hurried over, looking a little worried.
"What's wrong Mariette?"
I took a deep breath and looked into his eyes pleadingly and whispered, "can you find me something that isn't, y'know...Red?" He looked back at me surprised then looked back into the store to see Alya pulling red dresses off of every rack she saw.
He chuckled and turned to me whispering, "but your Halloween dress looked amazing on you! Alya seems to think so as well..." I looked back at him and realized something very crucial to this situation.
"Luka...you were the only one that knew that was me that night." He looked at me with his mouth gaping. I looked down and began to play with the curtain and continued, "please don't tell her that was me either...It'd be complete chaos."
He lifted my chin with his fingers and softly spoke, "I promise." He backed away as I stared into his eyes and ignored Alya's hurrying footsteps approach the fitting room section. "What colors do you think will look better then?"
Alya walked in with a massive pile of red dresses swallowing her form. "RED! RED! RED! LUKA BELIEVE ME SHE LOOKS GORGEOUS IN RED!" Alya yelled at him question not realizing he was focused entirely on me.
"Black or maybe silver since it's New Year's, I think red is a bit too much for something like this Alya..." She dropped the pile and rubbed her temples in frustration.
"Fine, but I still want to see at least one of these dresses on you before we leave your God-given gift of being able to pull off pure red clothing!" She laughed and fished through her pile and threw a tiny dress at me. Winking she seductively said, "this one~!"
With that, she ran off to put the other's away. I looked down at the dress then turned around to see it up against my body in the mirror.
The red dress didn't fall anywhere past my knees and had thinner than pasta straps at the top.
Jeez...This girl really knows how to make a scene when boys are around.
I peeked through the crack in the curtain to see two girls flirting with Luka. They were laughing together as he looked past them to where Alya was putting clothes away. Quickly, I put the dress on, slipping it over my hips and say that it hugged my curves perfectly. Without a second to lose, I pulled out my pigtails and ruffled my hair then swung open the curtain dramatically.
Looking up, I made eye contact with the blue-eyed boy sitting just a few feet away. "You look stunning Marinette." The two girls turned to see me standing outside of the dressing room I was just in, barefoot with a tight red minidress hugging my figure and my dark hair falling messily past my shoulders.
"Should I spin for everyone?" Chuckling, I watched as Alya sprinted over shoving the two girls out of the way to see me.
"See girl! I told you, you kill it in red! Why would you want to wear black," she shook me by my shoulders as she yelled this. "Don't you wanna see Chloe's jaw drop when you destroy her fashion game?" She laughed and twirled me around making me a little dizzy and nervous at the same time.
"I tried on your skimpy red dress, now go find a black or silver one like you promised!" I laughed as I walked back into the dressing room. When I heard Alya stomp away I looked through the curtain again to only see Luka standing there. "She'll never give up on this stupid red dress, you better not encourage her either!"
"Of course not, I respect you too much to make you dress in a color that you don't desire."
I looked at him awkwardly and inwardly laughed.
'Desire?' Where has this boy been all my life! He talks as if his opinion is a run of the mill kind of thing. He has a passion and mellow words that ripple off of his tongue like a leaf in a stream. Gently flowing organically not knowing where it's going next, but knows it's going the right way.
"Marinette? What are you staring at, is there something on my face or are you just tired from all the red surrounding you?" He chuckled as he felt my forehead.
Jerking away back into the dressing stall, I sat on the little bench and waited for my cheeks to settle. I jumped to my feet at the sound of a loud crash and a woman's screech from afar.
Damn! Always at the worst times!
"Marinette! Get dressed there's an Akuma out here!" I heard Luka outside and realized something...
He still doesn't know that I'm Ladybug even after that night...?
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Come on bud, get with the program!
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