It was too late. Both were in the same alley at the same time, mistakingly, both of their Miraculouses unleashing a flash of light, one green, the other red. The two superheroes stared at each other in awe.
"Adrien...?"
"Marinette...?"
Excuses were heard, explanations were, too. Confessions were made and jokes were cracked. Tears were shed, but there was happiness all around. They hugged each other tightly, their lips meeting in a not-so-chaste kiss. Hands roamed and no sliver of skin was left untouched. Somehow, everything was better than it was before.
The next day, Madame Bustier announced that the class would be working in pairs. "I will allow you to choose your own partners, seeing that you guys have been behaving pretty well these past few weeks-"
Adrien's hand shot up. "Dibs on Princess!" He called and Marinette sank into her seat. Alya rested a hand on her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her.
Chloé swooned. "Awwww, Adrikins! That's such a cute nickname for me! I know I'm the Princess of Paris, but-" She abruptly stopped after seeing Marinette do the unthinkable. Marinette, the girl who couldn't even say a proper sentence to the boy in front of her without sputtering, reached over and pushed Adrien.
"Oh, shush, you dork!" The ravenette giggled. "Not in public!"
"But, Milady! This has gone on for far too long! People need to know that I am your Prince, your Knight in shining leather! They need to know that you are my Lady and my Princess!" Adrien took Marinette's hand and kissed it, casting a glance to Nathanael. In response, Marinette laughed and pushed him away by his nose.
"You nerd!" Marinette said through her laughs.
"Ahem." Madame Bustier said, her eyes soft, but her face hard. "Get to work. The project is due a week from today. Get to work." Her face soon matched her eyes and the redhead smiled. "Now, thank you. You principle owes me a hundred euros. He didn't think that Adrienette would happen until at least next year."
Marinette and Adrien looked at her with open mouths. Nino was the first student out of his stupor, swatting Adrien on his shoulder. "Why didn't you tell me?!" He whisper-yelled, getting up so that Marinette could move to his seat. He sat down in Marinette's seat, subconsciously throwing a hand over Alya's shoulder.
"Mar-in-ette. When I get my hands on you..." The journalist growled, glaring at the girl in question. "Why didn't you tell me that you guys are dating?! I have been waiting for this since day one! I shipped you two since the gum! I have a weak spot for hot bad boys and redemption from the girl of their dreams with blue eyes." Her eyes flashed in amusement.
Marinette cocked her head. "We are dating?" She asked Adrien. "Why didn't you tell me, kitty?" Marinette slung her legs over Adrien's lap, sitting sideways on the seat.
"I didn't know either. We haven't had our first date yet. Which reminds me, I might book reservations for this fancy place, it's in Italy and we would be taking Father's private jet over. It's only a two hour flight and I was thinking that we could spend the day in Rome? Like, go right before breakfast, spend that time in Rome, have lunch at the place, and then fly back right before dinner-" He looked up at her through his lashes, almost sheepish. Marinette put a finger to his lips, smirking.
"Silly, that's too much. How about a brunch date? It's casual, fun, and I'd think we'd have a good time. If not, I'm perfectly fine with anything." She smiled and scratched underneath his chin.
Adrien pouted and pulled her onto his lap and nuzzled into her neck. His hands latched around her waist and as much as Marinette tried to make him loose, Adrien wouldn't budge. He mumbled something, but it was muffled.
"Repeat that?"
Adrien lifted his head and rested his chin on her shoulder. "I wanna spoil you. You need to be spoiled. I'm rich. Lemme make it happen."
"Not until after I meet your father. I don't want him to think that I'm shallow."
"Sorry to interrupt, but I think you broke my girlfriend." Nino said, poking Alya to prove his point. She shook, but her face stayed the same. Eyes wide, jaw dropped.
"Kiss her." Marinette said, blatantly. "It alway's knocks people out of stupor. It also sometimes knocks them into stupor, as well..." She tapped her chin thoughtfully, but shrugged her shoulders. "Oh, well."
Nino did as he was told and received an almost silent screech. "That's exactly how Ladybug and Chat Noir act!" She whisper-yelled to him. Alya grabbed Nino by his collar and shook him gently. "What if they are them?!"
"That's impossible-!" Nino whisper-yelled back. Marinette and Adrien turned back to them and grinned, winking once before turning back. Nino gaped at his friends like a fish. "Wait, what?!" He whispered, Alya almost fainting. Both of their phones buzzed, signaling a text having been sent. Nino checked his text and showed Alya. It was in a little group chat of the four of them alone.
Mari: Come over to my place halfway through lunch.
Adrien: Don't eat your lunch, Sabine's probably gonna have food ready for us. (ΦзΦ)
Mari: Stop with the cats, kitty.
Adrien: I must represent my people, Princess.
Alya: did u just refer to sabine by her first name?
Adrien: Is there something wrong with that?
Adrien: I'm a regular at the bakery and she says that I have to call her by her first name. Tom, too.
Nino: i was at Mari's palce for a project one day nd i ovrheard them talknig abt how Adrien willl be their son-in-law or somthign
Adrien: Goddamnit, Nino, please learn how to type properly. It is stressful, trying to decipher your messages. And punctuation.
Nino: Srry
Nino: Not sory
Alya snickered, getting Madame Bustier's attention. The four put their phones away with one deadly glare from their teacher.
Eventually, lunch came around. Marinette and Adrien walked hand in hand to the bakery, where Tom and Sabine looked at them in surprise before Tom trapped the blonde boy in a hug.
"It's about time, son!" Tom bellowed, practically lifting Adrien off the floor.
"Tom, dear, you're squishing the poor boy." Sabine said. Tom looked at Adrien, who could barely breathe. He hurriedly put the boy down and let him catch his breath.
"You need some meat on these bones! Come eat some food! We are have sandwiches ready." The burly man said, a hand on Adrien's shoulder.
"Papa, Nino and Alya are coming over in about half an hour for lunch, so we really don't need anything." Marinette said, tugging on Adrien's hand. "We have something to discuss with them, so Adrien and I are going to be up in my room so that we know what we are going to say."
"You're not pregnant, are you?" Sabine asked, blatant. The two teens sputtered and turned bright red.
"MAMA!" Marinette cried, a hand to her chest. "I'm still a virgin!"
"Ok, thank lord. Make sure you use protection when you will have sex, though." The Chinese woman smiled and pulled Tom out of their house and back into the bakery.
The two teens went up to Marinette's room, faces still red. "I'm so sorry about that, I'm not even sure if you'd want to have me. You've probably done... It before and I don't know anything and I-" She was cut off by a kiss from her boyfriend.
"I want my first time to be with you, milady." His hands went around her waist and hers went around his neck. Marinette weaved her hands into his hair, tugging on it lightly. "I know we have had intense make-out sessions, but it's not really what your parents are talking about." Adrien broke the kiss and arched his neck, Marinette trailing kisses down his jaw.
"Damnit, there's no belt to flick." She giggled and Tikki flew out of her purse, taking two euros with her. The kwami put one into the two jars by the computer. One was labeled the Swear Jar while the other was labeled the Sin Tin. Plagg flew out of Adrien's pocket, munching on a piece of cheese. Both flew away, mumbling about horny teenagers and bets.
"Sin Tin? What's that?" Adrien asked with a smirk.
"Anything that isn't necessarily angelic. Like doing unspeakable things to Chloé." Marinette's eyes were dark. "Or thinking about you." She pushed her hips into his and smirked. The ravenette wrapped her legs around his waist and was pinned to the wall by her partner.
Adrien growled, his inner Chat Noir coming into play. His hands were toying with the hem of her shirt, eventually sliding underneath. Marinette's jacket fell to the ground and her shirt slipped off her shoulder, revealing dozens of small freckles. Adrien bit lightly at her neck and shoulders, sucking gently on her collarbone, leaving the faintest of marks. Marinette moaned lightly, biting her lip. Her hands tugged off his button-down and began to slide under the waistband of his jeans-
"Hey, dudes, Tom let us up- HOLY SHIT, ADRIEN, GET OFF MY BABY GIRL!" Nino cried, his eyes wide. Adrien and Marinette froze, his lips on her neck and her hand in his pants. Alya, who was right behind him, began to fume.
"YOUR BABY GIRL?!" The brunette shouted, glaring at him through her glasses.
"What is he talking about, Marinette?" Adrien asked, his eyes hurt. Nino and Marinette face-palmed. She turned to the DJ.
"Really, Neenes?" She asked, a scowl on her face.
"I'm sorry if I'm still protective of you! You were my best friend!" Nino cried, a hand to his chest.
"That was a long time ago! You were the one who thought girls were gross in seventh grade!"
"Oh, shuddup, Pinky-"
"That was one time, Four-Eyes." Marinette smirked. "Brace-Faced, Four-Eyed Freak!"
"Oh, shush Little Miss Perfect."
"Hey, remember who Chloé had before Sabrina. And before she was a bitch."
"Yeah, those were the days. Anyway, what's up with you and Mister Model over there?" Nino was leaning on the floor at this point. He was snapped back to his senses by Alya, who pinched his butt. "Oh shit! How did it even happen?! You were like a little bug, flying off when Adrien would ever get so close."
"Let me up~" Alya whined, poking him. They came up to Marinette's room, Alya seating herself on the table and Nino sat on her rolling chair. "So how did that happen? And you two better make use of the condoms I got Marinette for her birthday. It was supposed to be a gag gift, but I guess it can be used."
Marinette and Adrien blushed, forgetting that Marinette was still pinned to the wall by Adrien. "Heh... So you know how Ladybug and Chat Noir are a thing?" Marinette asked, twiddling her thumbs. The other couple nodded. "Tikki! Spots on!"
"Plagg! Claws out!" There were two flashes of blinding light; one green, the other red. Where Marinette and Adrien once stood, Ladybug and Chat Noir in their place.
"We are Ladybug and Chat Noir. We only found out last night. There is so much more I can get away with as Adrien~" Chat-no, Adrien smirked, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. He bit her earlobe gently, before sucking on it. She elbowed him in the gut.
"Marinette can't beat up people-" Ladybug-Marinette started.
"Lies!" Nino cried. She waved him off.
"Marinette forgot all about her mixed martial arts classes. And gymnastics. And trapeze classes. And yoyo phase. And her ballet classes."
"Mar." Nino deadpanned. "That was not just a phase. You won the talent competition three years back."
"Well, if you hadn't tripped in your dance, I would have gotten second place." She shot back.
"Ugh, so humble. You would have won regardless. You were doing flips and twists and everything! I am so stupid, I should have figured out that you were- well, you!" Nino said, rolling to the other side of the room. "Remember your comic phase. That was lit. You verbally beat Kim and Max to a pulp with your debate in eighth grade."
"Nino, you picked the topic. If you had picked something else, like politics, Chloé and I would have died. But you picked Black versus White." She looked to her boyfriend and best friend. "Not racially, but like- how the world is viewed. There are thousands of grays and eggshells and charcols- the world isn't light versus dark, nor is it good versus bad. Theres chaotic good versus lawful evil and true neutral versus lawful good versus chaotic evil. There's a whole spectrum to everything!" Alya and Adrien looked at her with a slack jaw and Nino threw a hand over Marinette's thin shoulders. Marinette blushed, her face becoming bright pink. "I am so sorry for that rant-"
"There's the Pinky I know!" He grinned, pinching her nose.
"The Pinky you knew wore pastels with hot pinks and was a fashion disaster." She muttered, rolling her eyes.
"Okay, back to the original topic- You're Ladybug, and you're Chat Noir." Alya said, pointing to Marinette and Adrien respectfully. Both released their transformations and Adrien smirked.
"In the flesh."
Marinette grabbed Alya's hands and looked into her eyes pleadingly. "Please, please, please, don't put this on the Ladyblog. You can continue it and document everything about us, but just don't reveal our identities." Her grip tightened. "I'm not asking you as your best friend- well I am but that's not the point. I'm asking you as a person who doesn't want her friends and family in danger. If anyone knew that I was Ladybug, they could hurt you or Nino or my parents-" Her eyes became sad. "They can take everyone I love away from me in one simple moment. That's why I- we kept it a secret. From the public at least."
"I cross my heart and hope to die. I swear on Steve Rodgers that I will take this secret to my grave." Alya said, her face like stone.
"Ditto, but like- I swear on my Beats."
"My Lady was so stupid. She thought that I would be disappointed in her if I knew who she was in reality. I was overjoyed, no, elated when I found out my girlfriend was the girl who I had a small crush on." Adrien smiled brightly.
"You can't not have a crush on Marinette. The only reason Chloé is so bitter to her is because Marinette turned her down on a date." Nino shrugged while Marinette was horrified.
"Really?! When was this?"
"Seventh grade. You never knew? Huh, that's when we started to drift, your mom and Kim's mom set you up, when Sabrina moved here, right after you and Chloé were hanging out more than usual and then abruptly stopped." Nino deadpanned, once again. "Dude, you are so oblivious."
"Oh dear lord, I feel really bad, now. I deserve a kick to the face. I'm gonna go bake her those honey-lemon macarons that she likes." Marinette slammed a fist into her palm and ran to the kitchen, but Adrien grabbed her arm.
"Class is about to start again."
Tikki flew up to Marinette's face. "More money for the Sin Tin, Mari!" The kwami said, scaring Alya and Nino. She hit her head with her paw. "Hello, Tikki!" She flew over to them after getting Plagg. "I'm Tikki and this is Plagg! We are gods that are the reason for the Ladybug's and the Black Cat's existence. Nice to meet you, finally. I've been waiting for this day for ages!" Tikki giggled, shaking Alya's finger with both of her paws. She did the same to Nino while Plagg just lazily waved. She turned to Marinette. "You have been very naughty. There better be enough for five batches of cookies in the Sin Tin." She wagged her paw demeaningly.
Marinette blushed and looked sheepish. "Sorry, Tikki." The goddess turned to Adrien.
"You, too, kitty. You're the reason for her naughtiness." Adrien was speechless, blushing as well. He stuffed fifty euros into the container, catching both Marinette's and Tikki's eyes.
"Why so much?!" Marinette cried, pointing to the money.
"It was the least I had in my wallet. Did you want a hundred euros?" Adrien asked, an eyebrow raised.
"We should get to class, it starts soon." Alya said, still not over the fact that her best friend was a superhero. The others nodded in agreement and they all went back to the school, falling into a conversation that only stopped when the teacher walked in.
HEY WHO CAUGHT MY EASTER EGGS. I'LL JUST PUT THEM BELOW AND YOU GUYS SHOULD REALLY GUESS THE FANDOMS. THAT'D BE NICE. SO VERY NICE. BUT ANYWAY. YEA. FANDOMS. GUESS. BOTH ARE CARTOONS SO THAT NARROWS IT DOWN JUST BARELY.
1) "'I have a weak spot for hot bad boys and redemption from the girl of their dreams with blue eyes.' Her eyes flashed in amusement."
2) "She hit her head with her paw. 'Hello, Tikki!'"
so yeah i dont own anythign why would i it would not be a kids show if i did. it would be a teen drama that just happened to be disguised, as a kids show. huehuehue