Adrien's POV:

The lights of the club were flashing immensely and the loud music was deafening. 17-year-old Adrien walked through the crowd with a hat and contacts to conceal his identity.

Should he really be at a strip club? Ha, no. But the oppression under his father really gets to him sometimes. This was the first time he went, but that doesn't mean he was uneducated. All the magazines from the models he has worked with helped him a lot. Oh yeah and Nino.

" Sex on the beach, sir!" Adrien called to the bartender. He flashed his fake ID. The tender nodded and walked away to make the drink.

Adrien swiveled his chair around to look at the stage. The performers were coming out in just a few seconds.

"Here you go sir!" The bartender hands Adrien his drink. Adrien thanked him with a smile and turned around just in time for the girls to come out. They filed out, all in themed suits and masks. The lights dimmed and "Break up with your girlfriend, I'm bored" started to blast. There were 9 girls, all with different costumes, with today having a nature/animal theme. Adrien watched in silent awe because *ahem* sexy girls.

There were a few poles on stage and a few girls started to climb them. What caught Adrien's eye, was this girl on the farthest back pole.

Her midnight blue hair was tied back into a braided bun. She wore a red latex corset with black laces, nude stockings, and black combat boots. Adrien noticed that she was the only one not wearing impractical high heels and a shit ton of cosmetics. Yet, she seemed like the most beautiful one there to him. Her red mask with black fringes made her bluebell eyes pop. Almost reminded him of Ladybu— no. He would not think of her in this place, even if he's thought of much worse, hehe.

The crowd was more focused towards the front pole dancers and walking strippers because of their tendencies to flash more skin. Adrien paid no attention. The mystery woman swung around on the pole before dropping down into a split. She seemed to combine sultry with grace in a matter of movements. The woman put both hands onto the pole and squatted, twerking to the chorus of the song. He found it admirable that even though she did not get as much attention as the other ladies, she still seemed to uphold her confidence.

"Damn that ass!" Adrien thought, whistling aloud. Good thing he left Plagg home with a shit ton of camembert.

The performance was over before he seemed to blink and the ice in his drink was starting to melt. The dancers all walked off stage, blowing kisses and waving to the crowd of hooting, horny people. Adrien could not seem to get his mind off of that stunner. He shook his head. "You have a modeling gig tomorrow, dude." He downed the rest of his drink and left the payment, plus a lot of extra tip because rIcH LiFe, and turned around to leave.

He felt a tap on his shoulder, so he turned around. There was the girl, standing in the same outfit, but with a flimsy silk robe draped across her.

"So," She smirked. "Well I couldn't help but notice you staring at me during the show."

"Well, uhh," He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. "Is that not something you're used to?"

" Of course I'm used to stares, but you never took your eyes off of me, pretty boy. There are other tits to see, bigger asses to long after. I'm just curious." She shrugged.

I was at a loss for words until she said, "How bout we head to one of the back rooms?"

I quickly nodded and followed her. She opened the door and led me inside, clicking the lock so no one could intrude. I sat on the dark love seat situated on the back wall, while she pulled up a swivel chair and sat facing him, with the chair backwards.

"Today's been a slow day, so enlighten me." The girl grinned.

Adrien rung his hands. "Play it cool Adrien, it's just a pretty girl."

"I don't know, I guess you seemed to stand out to me? This is my first time at one of these places, but you looked different right from the get go..." Adrien explained. Damn that was cheesy.

She smiled. "Ah I see. It's not exactly my passion, but a girl does what she can to get by these days."

" So why do you work here, then?" I asked.

"Nuh uh uh," She wagged her finger. "Personal conversations charge ya, sweet cheeks." She pointed to the sign on the door.

Flirting - 5$

Lap Dance - 25$

Strip Tease - 35$

Conversations - 50$

Adrien raised an eyebrow. " Information is valuable." Marinette explained.

He nodded and pulled out 150$ from his wallet. He saw her eyes widen. " This includes tips. You're worth a lot sweetheart." He quickly reasoned. He put the money and wallet away.

They both removed their masks at the same time. He quickly removed his hat and his contacts as she took off her mask. They both look up and are taken aback.

"Marinette?"

"Adrien?"

"What are you doing here?" They both say simultaneously.

Her face was flushed and merde so was mine. I was about to get a lap dance from one of my close friends. I mean as I pointed out before I knew her identity, (A/N ok bro, my guy Adrien. She has a lot of identities) she has a bangin' body. She was always nicely shaped, maybe from all that work at the bakery. I've visited her from time to time as Chat Noir over the years. Usually, the conversations were pretty casual All the guys in the locker room talked about her nonstop, but my heart is still beats for Ladybug. Doesn't mean my blood doesn't boil. Why am I here then, you ask? It's not like I'm cheating on Ladybug nor would she give me the time of day, besides to stop akumas. A little fun is what I need, anyways. And I am a perfectly functioning adult I can be a big boy if I want to😡!

Already aware of her usual stuttering, I don't know maybe she hates me from the gum situation ( which was sTiLL nOt mY FauLt), he decided to speak first. "Plus I could prevent her from saying something unfortunate."

"Ok before you say anything, let me," Adrien started. "I know this may look unseemly, but I really think this could work out. We're just two teens, tryna get by for the night. We can just be each other's support for the night." He grinned.

Marinette finally built up the courage to let out a pip, "But—" Adrien interrupted. "And and and before you say 'What if there is tension between us because of this", then we don't have to do it if you're uncomfortable, but please Mari help a friend out over here." He pleaded. She looked as if she thought long and hard and finally shrugged. Phew.

Marinette's POV:

I'm 100% fine. Just about to flirt with my crush, that's all. Oh yeah and that little strip tease and lap dance, plus possibly reveal the fact that I have a crush and that the crush is him and then yeah that lap dance will either be revoked or very awkward OK bReaaAatHE. I walked over to the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of Rose and two glasses, then proceeded to fill the cups and place them on the stand next to the couch. They both sat down on the love seat, removing their shoes. Marinette started to massage her feet, trying to relieve the tension from tonight's performances. Adrien saw this and took her feet into his lap and started massaging them himself.

"So why'd you come here?" Mari inquired.

" Eh dad's just busting my chops again. I could've gone to a regular bar, but where's the fun in that?" He grinned widely. " And why do you work here?"

" Well first off, bars have bar fights." He laughed. oMg he laughed at my quip. "And I work here because it's easy money, I guess. The bakery doesn't make as much money anymore because everyone is too afraid to go outside due to the akumas. I found a "help wanted" at this place and decided to shoot my shot. It's not the most high-class job, but it's definitely is better than what I originally thought." He had this look of anguish and like he was about to protest, So I quickly cut him off like he did to me, " I know I could've asked you, but I like being independent. Why not talk about more? Love life, diets, latest trends, things you want advice on.." Marinette trailed off.

He nodded. " I need some advice. I've liked this girl for a long time, but I don't think she'd ever like me back. Fuck, she's out of my league anyways. What should I do?" Well, that's obviously not me.

"Well," I started. "I'm in the same boat as you haha. The guy I like will never like me back AND is out my league. It's kinda surprising you don't have that girl begging at your knees considering it's you." I laughed nervously.

" I could say the same thing about you, princess," Huh, sounds like Chat. " I act differently around her then around the rest of society, I guess. To be honest, uhhh. It's...Ladybug?" He confessed. My eyes widened.

"HUH? I'm so heartbroken he likes Ladybu— wait you dumbass. You ARE ladybug! SO he likes meeee! Yay! Wait, but he doesn't know that. Ughhh this whole secret identity thing has been such a burden over the years." Marinette thought, making it look like she's trying to come up with a response.

"Who do you like, if we're confessing and all?" Adrien asked. Oh boy. Time to think of someone. Quickly Marinette just pick someone random from like antartica or something.

"Uhm..uhm.. it's... Chat Noir?" Fuck.

A/N That's a wrap on the first chapter of my first fan fiction... hopefully I get second chapter up by Sunday night