So I had this idea sometime over the summer but I stopped myself from even attempting to write it and post it because I thought I had to finish some other stuff. And right now I'm on a roll for just doing what I want to do so I'm not gonna hold back on stuff I want to post for you guys to read. So I hope you guys forgive me in the future when I have a break from this.
Full Summary: Marinette had three ideal goals in life. Become a fashion designer, travel the world, and marry her long time crush Adrien Agreste. Well, somehow, all three of those wishes were granted in one day, and not by some genie, but his cold father Gabriel Agreste. There's no way she's this lucky…right?
Marinette smiled at her reflection in the mirror as she lightly adjusted her makeup and nodded in approval at her appearance. Every day had become a usual routine for her once she landed a gig under the Agreste label. Being hired under the brand of her role model Gabriel Agreste made the years of university seem worthwhile, especially at the prospect of working with her longtime crush Adrien.
She couldn't help the heavy sigh that came from her lips. Adrien Agreste, her old classmate that she was never able to breathe a word to. He was a modern day Adonis with his perfectly tan skin, golden hair, and deep green eyes. Sure he was as handsome as guys came, but that wasn't what got her. It was his gentleness and kindness that drew her to him. It was when they were in high school that she always fantasized to marry him, but at this point she would settle to just hold a sentence with him without requiring help of a friend.
She let out a small sigh before walking out of her restroom and over to where she placed her jacket and purse. She was wearing a light pink dress of her own design and paired it with a black three-quarter sleeve jacket. Slipping in, she exited her apartment quietly as to not wake her roommate seeing as she was a really early riser.
While she wasn't required to be at work until nine, Marinette was up by seven and ready by seven thirty. Other people preferred the extra hours of sleep, but she was working hard to achieve her dream. The extra hour in the morning to work strictly on her own designs was worth it in the end if she could one day be recognized by her boss. It was a pretty successful life to have at twenty three, and she honestly wouldn't change much, but she still wasn't living her ideal life. She was a long ways from showcasing her own designs around the world and still single.
She walked the usual way towards the Agreste office building and paused outside of her favorite coffee stand. Making her usual order when her eyes wandered over to the rack of magazines placed by the cart.
AGRESTE HEIR STILL SINGLE!
NEW NUMBER ONE BACHELOR OF PARIS
AGRESTE HEIR DUMPS PARIS'S SWEETHEART
'I WASN'T HIS DREAM!' BOURGEOIS GIVES THE INTEL OF HER RELATIONSHIP WITH AGRESTE, AND HIS HARSH BREAKUP!
Marinette couldn't help but roll her eyes at how the latest gossip rags were still hung up over the big break up of Adrien Agreste and Chloe Bourgeois. Even though she was thrilled to hear her long time crush was single once again, the news was getting rather old to have plastered everywhere across Paris. The two iconic names of Paris were everywhere after a nasty break up when the relationship barely lasted a few months. Although after spending time in school with Chloe, Marinette knew the young woman was eating up the attention in being treated as the victim.
"I know, it's getting really old." A voice sighed heavily behind her. Marinette's skin crawled as she looked over her shoulder to meet a pair of dark shades over a tan face. Although she couldn't see his eyes, from his perfect complexion and his perfectly styled hair, she knew who it was.
"Oh! Adrien, hi!" She stammered quickly, her tongue twisting as he slowly pulled off his shades for her blue eyes to meet his friendly green. She could have sworn that she was blinded a moment at the action but then he smiled and she died a little on the inside from the beating of her heart.
"Good morning Marinette. Don't tell me that you've read those." He nodded to the magazines and the young designer immediately shook her head.
"No! I actually really hate them! I mean the things that journalists will say are really aggravating! They hunt down people who have just made it far in life and try to find their bad side! No sign of human compassion at all! I don't believe a word!" She blurted out way too fast that she covered her mouth. He blinked at her and then slightly tilted his head.
So cute! She noted.
"Isn't Alya a journalist now?" Her cheeks flamed as she lowered her hand.
"Yes…" She squeaked. He laughed, so light heartedly that she would have embarrassed herself all over again to see him that happy all the time. While he still modeled the face of the company, he also managed the business aspect and looked completely miserable most of the time.
"Marinette, you really are too adorable." He smiled. Her blue eyes widened and her body stiffened.
Oh my god…Her brain tried to process it, but the circuits were breaking. Did he just…
"Here's your coffee." The clerk said and placed the cup down for her, but Marinette couldn't move.
He…he called me… Adrien only smiled and took the coffee for her.
"Marinette, your coffee." He smiled to her. She blinked and took the cup from him, although was amazed when he moved his hand over her grip. She looked up with wide eyes to him, and he still had that charming grin on, his eyes clearly thinking, although she wondered what.
"Hey Marinette…I was wondering…" Her breath caught on his last word the same moment a ringtone sounded from his pocket. He hissed and pulled out his cellphone and accepted the incoming call.
"Yes? It was moved up? I see, alright, I'll be right there." He sighed but looked to her with an apologetic smile. "I have to go Marinette, but I'll see you later."
He walked off and Marinette groaned.
Of course, of course we have a moment together and it gets ruined. Why does it seem like nothing ever goes right with me?! She thought grumpily, walking on inside the building. She pressed the call light for the elevator a little roughly as she sipped her coffee and waited.
He called me adorable. A smile spread across her face as a giddy feeling over took her. He called me adorable! And it sounded like he was about to ask me out! But who am I kidding. He was probably going to ask for a favor or something. And friends call each other cute all the time. It'll take a miracle for me to ever get with Adrien. The doors opened for her floor only to reveal the cold glare of a very stoic face. Nathalie, Mr. Agreste's very intimidating assistant was waiting outside the elevator for her.
"Ms. Dupain-Cheng?" The blackette gulped heavily and nodded. The woman entered the elevator and without another word pressed for the top floor.
"Mr. Agreste would like to have a word with you."
Marinette froze, her body tense at the different possibilities concerning why her boss would want to see her. Was she being fired? Did she mess up? Did Mr. Agreste learn of how creepy she was concerning his son when they were in high school and file a restraining order?!
"Do you know what about?" Was all she could squeak out.
"It is a private matter and it requires immediate attention." Nathalie replied coldly as the doors opened for the two. She stepped out first, with Marinette following in stride after.
"Please throw your coffee away." She coldly ordered as they passed a trash bin. Marinette tossed it in as if it was on fire, but kept in pace as they stopped outside a steel grey door. "Here you are."
That was all she said as she walked away, off to do the things that Mr. Agreste wouldn't leave his office for. Marinette turned back to the door and released a shaky breath before knocking lightly. She waited a few moments before a cold voice was heard on the other side.
"You may come in." She took another breath and opened the door, peaking her head in to see her role model starring out the window.
"You asked for me sir?" Marinette asked, closing the door behind her. Inside she was jittery and nervous, but she tried to hold away all of her awkwardness. This is Gabriel Agreste…your idol, your role model, the father to perfection itself. DO NOT SCREW UP!
The elder man turned around from looking out the window to glance over at the young designer. His grey eyes moving over her up and down, slowly analyzing.
"Yes, Ms. Dupain-Cheng, please have a seat." He motioned to the chair in front of his desk which Marinette slowly approached.
"Have I done something wrong sir?"
He slowly walked to his own seat and folded his hands across the desk. The moments of silence were heavy in anticipation, and then the cold designer spoke.
"Ms. Dupain-Cheng, do you read the papers?"
The young blackette blinked before her mouth dropped open.
"Uhh…yes, I tend to keep up."
"Do you know why it's important?"
"I believe in my line of work it's important to be aware of events and to be quick on mind to applying it to fashion."
"A good answer." He approved, releasing a little bit of the edge that she felt. "And are you aware of what the press is saying about my son now?"
"I'm sorry?" Marinette blinked, truly not expecting that question.
"Right now, there has been some recently bad press about my son and his 'break up' with Ms. Bourgeois."
"Yes, I remember hearing that." Marinette replied, unsure of what else to say.
"Do you know how important it is to fix the bad press?"
"Yes sir, bad press on your family means bad publicity for designs."
"I'm glad you understand that. It would be insightful to keep that in mind on your career track."
Marinette froze in her chair, his comment freezing her. Does that mean…
"But with this bad press, you should know then how important it is for us to fix this."
"Sir, are you sure a publicist wouldn't be better suited for this conversation?"
"Quite certain. You Ms. Dupain-Cheng are perfect for what could rectify this situation."
"And what could I do to help you Sir?"
"I want you to marry my son."
Well I feel both satisfied and dissatisfied with this chapter, but I'm really excited to get this story under way. So please let me know what you guys would think about this it gets me going! I love you all!