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“You didn’t have to,” Marinette spoke softly as Luka put an ice pack to his face, averting her gaze from the purple bruise under his left eye.
“That guy was gonna grab you, of course I had to,” Luka grumbled. Marinette didn’t really know how it happened, one moment she was talking to Rose and the next she heard Luka’s voice scream “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” and watched in horror the guy whose wrist Luka had grasped punch him without hesitation.
“You almost got expelled... It wasn’t really worth it…”
“It’s you. It’s always worth it.”