<333333 thank youuuu! i dug out a miraculous one for you too :’D <333

“I love you, Alya,” Marinette said, her words slurring a little bit. “So much.”

Alya felt her cheeks warm, as they did most times she said that these days. She patted Marinette’s head and left a kiss on her forehead.

“I know you do, Mari. I love you, too.”

Marinette shook her head. “No, no, I mean I really love you.” She moved them so that, somehow, Alya was sitting down again and Marinette was on her lap. Her finger was in Alya’s face and poked at her nose before it swept across her cheek, another reminder of how drunk her friend was. “Like, in love with you.”

Alya’s heart skipped a beat, but she chastised herself- Marinette was drunk. She wouldn’t take anything her best friend said a face value when she was like this. After all, Marinette once told her she was Ladybug, and Alya knew for a fact that Ladybug would never just give up her identity like that.

i always mean to finish writing this fic up, but i wrote it when i was tipsy and tired and i cant remember where it was supposed to go LMAO

send me a 🌹 and i’ll share a line from a wip i’m currently working on!