Hi guys, long time no see I know but I'm finally on vacation yay! So this story, I've been wanting to write this story for almost a year and finally had the motivation (and time) to write it.

WARNING: Mention of death and cancer. I know it doesn't count as a trigger, but it may be a heavy topic for some people who had experienced and can bring unwanted memories, it's nothing too deep or serious but I thought everyone should be warned.

Also, This one is inspired by a k-drama (tell me if you can figure it out although it's quite an old one) there are NO Miraculouses/magic, it's romantic and a bit cheesy with a reverse harem going there, but don't worry Marinette is not the helpless naïve MC (those make me cringe to death) I'm trying to make her a bit more of a badass girl who take no shit from anyone, so yeah YOU'VE BEEN WARNED! Now enjoy lol.

Summary:

Marinette starred at the cat-like man in front of her with disbelief like he grew two head, "so let me get this right, you want ME to spend 5 months with three famous attractive boys in their super huge villa, all the way while skipping school AND pretending to be a boy?!" the man gave her a sheepish wide grin. Yep she was in some deep shit.

The beginning

19 years old Marinette Dupain-Cheng was having the most difficult and worst days of her life. She had graduated this year and turned 19 yet she wasn't sure what to do with her future, she was thankful that summer vacation had only started which gave her a fair amount of time to think up a solution.

Her main goal in life was always to be a fashion designer, so normally her first choice was to apply for a fashion college, however such colleges were way expensive. Of course she can always aim for a scholarship, which she was already preparing by the way, but it wasn't certain that she would get it, so she may as well have other back up plans. She could still go to a normal university that she had already been accepted to and maybe take some fashion courses, internships could be really helpful right now and searching for a part-time job was well needed if she wanted to depend on herself, searching for an apartment was off limits since her mom wouldn't approve of her moving away anyway and she couldn't leave her alone either, the only have each other to relay on now.

Letting a long sigh, Marinette stretched in her seat, her head was pondering from all the thinking and she needed a quick break, she can work on her scholarship demand later and see how things would go from there. It really bothered her though, everyone from her class already knew what they were going to do, already made choices and booked a place in their chosen university or whatever they were planning to do after graduation, everyone except for her, she wished things could be easy and that she shouldn't worry this much, but she knew too well that life wasn't always fair or easy. She considered giving up on her dreams many times and just settle with working in the bakery or find some well paying career or something, but her dear mother always brought her hope and kept cheering her and pushing her to go chase her dreams, Mari decided to do just that but if anything came up she would drop it all at once and just settle for a normal job.

She shifted her attention to her computer screen and started scrolling down the news feed, none of them caught her attention, but she noticed that the most popular articles were about the famous band 4Bs especially about the sickness of one of her members. Marinette wasn't that interested in bands honestly, her favorite artists were all…solos she guessed, like Jagged Stone or Clara Nightingale, however she did hear a lot of her classmates; manly the girls; talk about this famous boy band that everyone adored and was rising to be one of the most well known bands in France. They had a few songs that she liked and weren't too much cheesy for her taste but that's it, she didn't keep track of their news and whereabouts, nor did she go on and on about her huge crush on one of the members, heck she didn't even knew what these boys looked like or who they are for the matter, like she said she only listened to few of their songs; either on the radio or on the phone of one of her friends.

The bluenette clicked on a video with a bored expression and started watching.

"famous band 4Bs has notably reduced their activities as well as appearances in the last few months, their new album "Over The Moon" was also delayed", a bald energetic man spoke over the screen, Marinette recognized him as Alec; one of her favorite show hosts, "turns out quiet member Nathaniel Kurtzberg; is suffering from some health problems, explaining why he was seen a few weeks ago leaving a local hospital. The band's manager reassured it was nothing too dangerous but our favorite red head will have to take a serious break from "the fame", get well soon Nathaniel!" Alec winked giving a big thumps up.

"For all the fans going all sad, don't worry! 4Bs will still continue to bring you all the awesome melodies and even better, some of our sources confirmed that a new member is joining in and would be signing a contract soon, it's not clear if the new guy will only take Nat's place temporary or will be a permanent member, one thing for sure is that fans aren't that happy with this new revelation," he chuckled nervously before adding, "anyways stay tuned for more info's next week! And now coming up next Clara's new hit…"

"Marinette sweetie, can you come here for a sec!" upon hearing her mother's voice Marinette quickly closed the video and went downstairs while shouting a small "coming!" in her way.

She was greeted by Sabin's smiley face, "honey I hate asking but can you do a small delivery for me?" her mother asked hopefully, "Henry is taking a break and I'm busy with work here but we need to take this cheesecake to some costumer. Can you do it please?"

Her mother didn't need to ask twice nor give an explanation; Marinette was happy helping her mother out whenever she had the chance. The work at the bakery got harder now with only Sabin (Marinette was busy with school back then ) which forced them to hire two more employee to help her, Henry and Amy, both were in college and older than Marinette, they only worked part time but they were great help.

"Of course maman," she smiled happily, "just give me the address and I'm ready to go!"

Her mother chuckled lightly, "maybe consider changing from your PJs first sweetie."

She quickly looked down at her clothes before grinning sheepishly "oops! Be right back!"

"Ah Marinette you're clothes aren't dry yet so wear something else."

The bluenette sighed in a bit of annoyance, she liked wearing her favorite pink jeans and white T-shirt but she couldn't exactly wear them forever nor she would blame her mom for that, the woman was only keeping her clean.

She didn't have the energy or the time to go on about the outfit she would wear, she was just doing a quick trip and would be back in no time. So she fished a light pink dress and put it on with a white t-shirt underneath it and short white legging.

Tying her hairs in two pigtails, -a signature look of hers that she adored and was not going to drop it any time soon even if everyone insisted that she was too old for it-, and made her way down stairs, her mother wasted no time in giving her a small box with the bakery's logo on it along with a sheet of paper with the address.

"Take the scooter and be safe" Sabin gave her daughter a small kiss on her cheek and went back to work.

Marinette grabbed the nearby keys and walked to the back of the bakery, a white and pink scooter was waiting for her there, she sighed a fond yet sad smile making its way to her lips as she touched the vehicle. It was a gift from her father four years ago when she was only fifteen, she was so happy back then and was dying to try it out even though her mother protested saying she was too young to be driving, now it served as a precious memory of her father.

Tom Dupain passed away three years ago due to cancer, he had suffered so much, an although Marinette and her mom were mentally prepared for to accept the tragedy that would soon befall on them, it still hurts, the bluenette can hardly believe what had actually happened, sometimes it all feels like a dream, a nightmare, and when she wakes up; she would find her dad healthy and happy, baking fresh pastries downstairs. Her dad was a great man, a loving husband, and a caring father, he always looked after everyone he knew, his heart filled with kindness and passion.

After his death things weren't the same, her mother was shook by the incident and would often break in to tears remembering him, the work at the bakery got noticeably slower and harder so they were obliged to hire helpers, their financial situation wasn't at it best either; which made thing difficult and stressful, it was one of the reason why Marinette was so desperately considering dropping the whole fashion designer thing and just opt for something else more useful in supporting her mom, as for now she really hoped they wouldn't be obliged to sell the scooter as it held a special place in her heart and many memories that concerned her dad.

Shaking her head slightly, she took a deep breath and put the helmet on, she placed the pastries carefully in the back and got on the scooter. She took the note of paper and blinked a few times upon reading the address, 'Miraculous' it read, she recognized the name to be that famous talent agency that Jagged Stone worked for.

It was a bit far from the actual city and her scooter wasn't that fast but Marinette was so damn excited, if she was lucky enough she could meet the star outside a crowded concert or at least have a glimpse of him.

She smiled fondly and went on her way, enjoying the small breeze of wind and the sunny weather, it was a quiet lovely day, she could feel it, "today was going to be a good day".

Finally she arrived at her destination, deciding to stop a few meters away from the agency. The building was kind of huge; she decided, its name shining from the distance, she tried to guess how many rooms were there or how many person worked there, she also wondered if she could snatch a job here as a stylist or simply a secretary; no doubt the payment would be good enough and she could have the chance to see her star every day and it would be a great experience.

She shook her head trying to clear the thoughts away, she can think about that later but now she had a job to do. Taking the box of cheesecake in one hand, Marinette walked in the road taking to the agency, her helmet was still resting on her head as she felt an urge to keep it with her. As she got closer, she could see a crowd of girls (and few countable boys) screaming and cheering, upon closer distance it was clear that they were 4Bs fans, the band's logo and name being present in their shirts, flags, banners… everywhere!

Making her way through the crowd was a lot more awkward than she thought, everyone kept casting her looks of disgust, envy and grudge, she heard some of them whisper things like 'we were here before her!' and 'who does she think herself walking straight to them like that!'. She took deep breaths trying to restrain herself from screaming in their faces. "God I'm not interested in your stupid pretty boys" she thought to herself with an eye roll, it also crossed her mind that these fans might have been waiting all day here, she saw how fangirls/boys acted on TV and honestly it made her feel both pity and disgust.

Finally arriving at the gates she sighed and was thankful for the helmet, she took a few glances around before shifting her attention to the two guards that were eyeing her carefully.

"Um… Delivery?" she wasn't sure what to say, her deliveries usually consisted of their familiar customers, she would drop at their house or work place, exchanging polite greetings and chats before handing the pastries, this however was new to her, it didn't help that the guards were extremely intimidating.

One of the men raised an eyebrow but his gaze suddenly softened and he sighed as if remembering something, he fished a talkie-walkie and after a few seconds he turned to Marinette.

"Do you have the cheesecake?" he asked a bit annoyed and she nodded her head furiously. He returned to the call before ending it and looking at her once more, "go straight to the entrance, first door at your right, your 'client'" he said making an air quote, "should be there. And don't try wandering off or think about going on a little field trip in the building kid, I got my eyes on you".

Marie just nodded and shrugged, the guard gave a signal to the small cabinet inside and the door suddenly opened, so slightly; just enough to squeeze herself in without damaging the dessert.

She started walking straight to the big glass door, taking her time to observe her environment. Suddenly she heard load of screams and cheers from the outside, she turned behind her to see that all the fans were now yelling and crushing the guards trying to get inside, she raised an eyebrow and before she could realize what was going on, six bodyguards hurried in her way securing the path as four boys, not much older than her; walked outside of the building.

Marinette stood in awe unable to move, she didn't know why, maybe it was the rush of the moment or the fact that curiosity just took the best of her and she wanted to know what could make all this fuss.

Just as she was about to step aside, a boy with silk blond hair wearing dark clothes hurried her way, two bodyguards hot on his trail - Marinette could swear that his attire screamed he was going to a high class funeral-. The boy gave her a sharp clod stare which caused her to shiver, he turned away quickly with an expression of disgust "well excuse you!" she thought to herself but was shoved away by one of the men.

The sudden push took her by surprise and she stumbled to keep her balance but failed, she tripped and felt the box flew from her hands as she neared to the ground. She closed her eyes waiting for her face to be kissed by the familiar earthy dust.

Thoughts of what was she going to do now rushed in her mind, not only was she making a fool from herself; but the cake would be ruined, would their client be ok with her running back to the bakery and getting another one? Or maybe they wouldn't mind mashed cake? "Wait…" all of a sudden it occurred to her that the contact with the ground hadn't been made yet, there was no way she was that far from it, right?

Just then she noticed the tight grip on her arms, it wasn't that tight but rather smooth and warm, carefully and slowly she opened one eye then the other, only to be met with two aqua-blue orbs starring at her with a mix of confusion and amusement, "watch out there, it could've been dangerous" his voice was so calm and soothing like a sweet melody.

Marinette stiffened in her place and quickly shot up trying to stand properly and regain her composure, her action caused the boy before her to chuckle lightly and she responded by blinking her eyes, she wanted to say something, maybe thank him; really anything would be better than just standing there starring like a dumb idiot.

"here you go miss, I believe you dropped something" a voice said from beside her, she turned to see a blond boy, he looked a lot like the first one but his face was more warmer even his emerald eyes looked more lively and kind compared to the jerk that she almost fell because of his attitude.

As if realization hit her, she snapped her gaze to his hand to find the box of pastries unharmed, she sighed in relief knowing it was safe and sound. The boy seemed to notice her reaction and gave it to her as he said "good thing I caught it, huh?" she found herself nodding happily as she took it and held it closer to her, he gave her big grin revealing his shiny white teeth, the boy with blue highlights in his hair also smiled gently at her.

The bluenette was about to thank both of them when someone walked past them, he stopped and turned to the two other boys holding his arm up for them and pointing to his watch, "late", he said from behind his surgical mask, he casted a quick look in her direction and continued his way, Marinette found some familiarity in his red hair and light bored turquoise eyes, she had seen him before but couldn't quite place when.

"Right." The blond said in a flat tone, but smiled at her regardless, "bye~~" he waved at her and run to the exit, the last boy also gave her a curious look before putting a hand on her shoulder.

"try paying more attention" his voice wasn't one of mockery but rather of concern but still held a hint of amusement, he smiled one last time before following the others, the last bodyguard right behind him.

Marinette found herself in more shock trying to process what happened, but the cheers outside snapped her from her frozen state. The four boys were surrounded by the many fans, some giving presents, the others asking for autographs and some just screaming loving statements to the band as a whole or one specific member asking for their attention.

Just then it hit her that the fans were screaming 4Bs, "so those are the infamous 4Bs" she said quietly to herself, the girls in her class would die of jealousy if they knew that plain old her got to see the band up close, she let a sarcastic chuckle

"heh, lucky me".

Rolling her eyes, the girl walked straight inside the building, taking her helmet away; she turned right just as instructed and found a red door. Wasting no more time in admiring the surrounding, the bluenette knocked lightly, no one responded so she just shrugged and opened the door.

The room was very dark and stinky, she noted, she made a disgusted face as mix of cheese, sweat and something else she couldn't quite recognize filled her nose trills, she considered just leaving as the room sounded rather abandoned to her but stopped in her track upon noticing a body on the ground, the person was laying straight on their stomach with no move coming from them.

she gulped hard and inched closer, "are they… dead?" she thought to herself, but the thought quickly vanished when she spotted the person shifting a bit, they raised their head in her direction, their eyes almost closed as if they were either sleeping or crying.

"I…uh…Delivery!" she said holding the box to them, damn! She had to work on her social skills and learn to form a coherent sentence around strangers.

"oh!" the figure said sleepily, and it was clear to her that they were a man, they pointed to the light switch and Marinette obeyed by turning the light on, he grumbled a bit before adding "thanks, put it on the table right there, the money should be there too."

She nodded and walked to the small glass table, she put the box then proceeded to take the money, unfortunately for her; her hand slipped and she accidently knocked down the cup of coffee that was settled there.

"I-I'm so sorry!" she cried before attempting to clean it using a white paper only to make matter worst "I'll fix it just give me a sec!"

"It's fine" the man who now sat more properly on the ground said, "it happens all the time, they'll take care of it just leave already" he yawned and looked at her with a bored expression.

"O-ok" she turned to him and gave him an apologetic look, "sorry again", she sighed and was about to exit the room when he stopped her right there.

"Wait!" he yelled causing her to look at him again, his eyes were shot wide open with a glint of amazement and craziness that sent shiver down her spin, she had a bad feeling and was itching to just get out of here.

"you!" he said again leaning closer with his hand, "just like him…" he murmured before smiling maniacally, he clapped his hands an looked up to the ceiling, "thank you for sending this angel, this savior to me!"

He closed his eyes enjoying the moment and Mari took this chance to run away, she carefully walked out of the room without him noticing and before she knew it she was running out of the building.

Her heart beat faster from fear and surprise, "what the hell just happened?!" she thought to herself and gulped hard thinking about what he may had done to her if she didn't take action. The guards opened the gate for her again, giving her a look but not questioning her running, she was thankful for that for she just wanted to go home and not have to deal with anything else right now.

Just as she thought she made it safe out of the agency, she heard a voice calling, "hey stop! You're my ticket for surviving this, kid!" she flinched and ran faster searching for her scooter, it was a good thing the fans were noticeably less than before, the remaining ones only looking at the scene before them of the girls running with a helmet attached to her and an old man -now wearing black sunglasses-right behind her.

Marinette thanked her stars as she got on her scooter and fled away, she let a relaxed sigh but still drove her vehicle in hurry, one cannot be too certain.

Indeed one cannot rest at all, she realized when she spotted a black car following her, it got closer to her and even though she had probably went on full speed; she was still too slow compared to that car.

After a brief chasing scenario, in which the man had shouted to her many time to just stop and listen, he was finally able to double her, stopping the car right in front of her and blocking her way, Marinette stopped as well and cursed under her breaths, she was so close to getting back to the city and she was sure she could've lost him there, but nooo her misfortune had to step in and ruin her chances.

The man got out of his car, his black jacket in one hand and his other reached to his face to take his sunglasses off. He seemed to be either in his late twenties or early thirties, he had a tan skin and long dark messy hair that reached down to his neck, he wore plain black pants and a light green button up shirt that was dirty and stained with different substances, what caught the girl's attention were his green lime eyes, they were remarkably tired but had a narrow shape and a certain glint to them, she would be lying if she said they didn't remind her of a cat's eyes.

The man carefully took a step closer to her, and Marinette wasted no time in jumping out of the scooter and inching away, she couldn't go back to the agency, those people could be with him and she couldn't risk it, her only hope was to find a way to distract him and hopefully be fast enough to run past him and find help. She noticed a large wood stick on the ground and she quickly took it, waving it with a threatening gesture in his direction.

"look, if this is about the coffee; I told I'm sorry, it was an accident!" he laughed and shook his head, she gulped harder as he got closer, "get away you crazy cat-like lunatic!" she screamed and he held his hand in the air.

"Relax I'm not gonna hurt you, I swear!" she didn't seem convinced so he sighed and continued, "I know I may have come a bit too strong but I mean no harm! I was just too happy because a miracle just happened!" he grinned again and she frowned.

"y-you're being creepy again!" she said but seemed to relax a bit.

"Yeah, sorry," he chuckled, before looking at her seriously, "miss, just give me a sec, I really need to talk to you."

Marinette couldn't say way she trusted him but she felt he was sincere and decided to listen to him, but if he try anything funny she would not hesitate, "I'm listening" she said firmly while dropping her arms to the side.

He sighed in relief and said, "good, with that out of the way, we can finally talk in a decent way," she fought the urge to raise her eyebrow at him and point out that there was nothing decent in chasing a girl in the middle of an almost deserted area 'just to talk 'but decided against it, instead she waited patiently for him to speak.

"I know this may sound crazy and we just met but I need a favor", oh boy she didn't like where this was going, "what do you say about posing as a male candidate in front of 4Bs for the day?" he asked in a serious tone, his eyes narrowing dangerously and never leaving hers.

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Little did she know, all hell would break loose from that moment on.

That was a long chapter! But idk I was so excited to write it and I feel like my writing got a bit better?

Anyways tell me if you're interested in the story and if I should continue, also you probably guessed who the man is ;3

TILL WE MEET AGAIN, KEEP DREAMING MES PETITS PAPILLIONS!