A/N : Hey guys I know the cover pic for the story suggests ballet and Ladybug but the music inspiration and dance style is more Latino/hip hop I guess, and it's more MariChat and Adrienette depending on how you slice it. Regardless still hope you enjoy 3
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Adrien laughed with his friends over something funny Nino had said as they walked out of the school. It had been a lovely Wednesday so far.
"How about we go grab a bite together?" Alya suggested. Adrien and Nino both quickly agreed before noticing the lack of response from a certain bluenette.
"Marinette?" Alya prompted, confused as to why her friend wasn't answering. Marinette was staring at the time on her phone.
She suddenly looked up realizing all eyes were on her.
"Oh sorry I've got to go!" She said taking off into a run. Alya stood there dumbfounded, something Adrien was not used to seeing. Apparently even Alya didn't know what was up with Marinette.
"I'm late!" Marinette called back to them.
Adrien was suddenly suspicious. Or curious. Or both. Plus he did not want to third wheel.
He looked at his own phone and faked an expression of panic.
"Oh no I forgot I had a photo shoot!" He cried. "See ya guys!" He called as he darted in the opposite direction, leaving behind a baffled couple. Adrien ducked into a nearby alley.
"Plagg," he whispered.
Plagg floated out and gave his chosen an unimpressed look.
"So now we're stalking your girlfriend?" He accused, taking delight in seeing Adrien blush and sputter.
"T-th-thats not what this is about," he muttered. Plagg grinned triumphantly but didn't press the issue further.
"Alright get on with it before I demand a large amount of Camembert," Plagg replied, rolling his eyes.
Adrien grinned goofily and called out his transformation before running to catch up with Marinette.
He silently hopped from roof to roof, shadowing her as she seemed to bounce with every step. Well wherever she was going seemed to putting her in a good mood.
Up ahead he saw children blocking the pedestrian street with their skipping rope. He'd expected Marinette to politely ask them to move or even squeeze by.
But to his surprise she hopped right into the children's game of double Dutch like it was nothing. She even did a circle and hopped on one foot. She jumped for a bit, appreciating the children's cheers before stepping out and continuing on her way.
The children groaned as another kid stepped on the rope trying to mimic her.
Marinette smirked as she continued on her way, a new gleam in her eyes that Adrien nor Chat had ever seen. Mischief.
Marinette soon came to a man on the ground working on some sidewalk art. He noticed her interest and flashed her a smile gesturing to some chalk near him. She smiled appreciatively and kneeled a bit away from him before beginning. She was relatively quick, her drawing not detailed but it portrayed a couple doing a tango, the woman holding a rose in her mouth.
It seemed like an odd choice to Adrien but it was the city of love. Marinette continued on her way.
She soon came across a group of young men standing in a circle, blocking her path though they didn't even notice her. She inclined her head and Chat was slightly worried for her safety. Chat heard their voices floating up towards him and realized they were having an impromptu rap battle.
His jaw dropped when Marinette pushed herself into the centre.
"My name is Mari. I'm a girl who likes the color pink. I'm petite and slim, built like a fairy. But I'm fast so dontcha blink or you might miss me rap. There's a lot people don't know but hey I'm a busy girl always on the go. Surprised to hear me lay done this rhyme? I guess so," she rapped, her tone confident. She fake mike dropped and continued down the street.
A bunch of the guys were saying "burn" to whoever she'd just interrupted. Their laughter making his Princess grin.
Soon Marinette was passing a store lined street, she grabbed a flower from an unsuspecting flower shop, dropping the change on the table for someone to find. Chat was curious and noticed her lean over a short fence that separated the street from a cafe's outdoor seating area.
She dropped the flower into the lap of a pretty middle aged woman before spinning her chair around to face a man who'd been staring at her like a lovestruck puppy. His eyes widened in surprise as he blushed. Marinette leaned even closer to the woman and whispered something.
The woman's eyes got big and she suddenly smiled at the man. Marinette left with a wink at the slightly confused man, but who was appreciative none the less.
Chat gaped at her. So she was a romantic?
Finally Marinette stopped in a little square, a large fountain in the center, the area lit by string lights. Latino music blared on speakers giving it an oddly non Parisian feel.
A new song suddenly started making Marinette shrug off her backpack, an excited smile on her face. Adrien thought it was Love is the Name by Sofia Carson... but before Adrien knew it she was suddenly dancing.
No. Not just some club dance, but some real choreography. It was obviously practiced, her movements crisp and clean.
He was entranced, her body moving and swaying to the rhythm, passionate in every gesture.
Marinate had a huge smile on her face, enjoying what she was doing.
Her movements were graceful and seductive, a language of body that made Adrien blush. He wasn't meant to see this. This wasn't for him.
The song ended and Marinette took a breath. Then there was clapping, making both their heads whip toward the sound. Adrien spied a Spanish looking boy who approached Marinette, he gave her a warm smile which the bluenette returned.
Adrien bristled, who did that guy think he was. He crept closer to hear better.
"Well done Mari! That was beautiful to watch," he praised. A new song suddenly started.
"Danse by Mia Martina? Would you care to?" He asked offering a hand to Marinette. Marinette took his hand making Adrien grind his teeth.
Who the heck was this guy?
The boy pulled her closer and Adrien tried very hard not to leap down there and rip Marinette out of his arms.
They appeared to be doing a tango hip hop mash up, similar to the Latin inspired choreography Marinette had performed earlier.
It was certainly enchanting to watch. Or it would've been had they not been dancing together, Chat could only focus on the guy's hands on Marinette, granted they were respectful but still. They were on Marinette. His Princess.
Chat growled as his competition dipped her, making her laugh before he spun her.
The song could end fast enough. Adrien was ready to pull out his hair or "conveniently" fall off the roof in his civilian form.
He was thankful when the boy bid her farewell and left.
Adrien couldn't help it. He needed answers and there was no way he could wait. But. He had to go home and have dinner, lest it look suspicious. Adrien groaned before heading back to the Agreste manor, Plagg would never let him live this down.
He still picked on Adrien about the last time he'd been jealous. Which had created an akuma.
Plagg did not disappoint. He laughed for a good five minutes not even asking for cheese because "this is going to be good".
Adrien frowned. Yes he wasn't sure how he would mention it to Marinette without upsetting her. It really wasn't any of his business on top of the fact that he'd stalked her...
Adrien transformed and. Cautiously approached the Bakery. He paused as he took in the sight before him, hair down, Marinette was dancing to music similarly played in the square. Her movements were not choreographed but above average all the same. She was having fun. She was even singing some of the words, which he of course didn't understand.
Chat hated to interrupt. But if he didn't knock on her window now he knew he would probably chicken out. And he wasn't about to let that happen. A fire burned in his soul when he thought about the attractive dancing partner. He needed those answers.
Marinette looked up and smiled at him, apparently in a good mood as she walked over and unlatched the window.
"Whatcha listening to?" Chat asked, striking up a conversation.
"Todo Cambio by Becky G," she replied simply.
"I didn't know you liked this kind of music" Chat ventured.
"It's another language of love," Marinette mumbled as she blushed, not sure why she told her partner that.
"Serenade me Princess?" Chat teased. Marinette rolled her eyes.
"I don't sing I dan-" Marinette clamped her mouth shut. Chat grinned triumphantly. She'd said enough that even an idiot would know what she'd been about to say.
"You dance princess?" Chat raised a brow, feigning surprise.
Marinette felt the blush returning.
"Yeah, I started taking lessons last year during the summer," she said shyly. A year before Adrien met her approximately.
"Do you dance alone or with a partner?" Adrien winced as the words flew out of his mouth before he could think. He'd probably just given himself away since Marinette wasn't stupid.
Marinette's head snapped up eyes narrowing. He could see her piecing everything together. He grimaced knowing what was coming.
"Were you at the square watching me earlier?" She demanded. Adrien hung his head in shame. Not meeting her gaze, thus confirming her suspicions.
"You're unbelievable!" She snapped.
Chat grimaced, ear's dropping.
"I'm sorry I was spying on your princess," he mumbled.
"That's not why I'm mad," she said shortly.
He peeked up at her curious.
"Then wh-"
"Because it's none of your business who I dance with and my relationship with them!" She scolded.
Chat looked like a kicked puppy, making Marinette sigh. She wished she could stay mad at him. But she couldn't. Even if he did deserve it.
She crossed her arms and huffed.
"Julian is just a friend. He has a girlfriend anyway. And I don't even like him like that. We just happen to be the top dancers in the class so we often get paired for competition and stuff," she explained, looking to the side, still slightly annoyed.
Chat perked up immediately shocking her. His grin was big and happy. A light blush crept onto her face, forcing Marinette to stalk over to her radio, cranking it up.
She shot a mischievous look at her partner.
"Dance with me Kitty," she purred. Adrien felt himself blanch. Soon her hands had captured his, tugging him towards the open space of the room.
He'd slow danced with her before but if her dance with her partner had indicated anything, than this was a much more passionate type of dance.
She went slow at first, teaching him some basic steps as they semi tangoed around her room. She had an amused smile on her face because Chat had a dark blush on his face, and it didn't seem to be disappearing anytime soon. By the time the chorus began they were already picking up the pace, feet moving to the rhythm.
"Put some of that Chat Noir swagger into it," she teased. Chat grinned and looked down to see how she moved her body.
Ah. More hip.
When the song ended Marinette gave him an impressed look.
"Not bad," she said hiding her surprise. She really shouldn't have been. Chat Noir seemed to take to anything remotely romantic. Poetry, pick up lines, flowers, and now dancing.
Adrien lied in bed, hand cradling the back of his head as he looked out his window at the night sky.
He wanted to join Marinette's dance class. After all he hadn't grilled her on the details of her class for nothing.
Now the question was... how would he bring it up to his dad?
That Friday Marinette noticed Adrien seemed particularly happy, she subconsciously wondered why but was too focused on dance practice that evening.
~ Later ~
Adrien walked into the large studio, spying a man who looked like Julian, his father who ran the class. He walked up to the man and introduced himself. Raphael was just as friendly as Marinette had said he was.
Suddenly music started playing drawing Adrien's attention to none other than Marinette.
His eyes were transfixed as he watched her do her "practice", a routine for competition a Raphael explained. Her movements hypnotic and she danced to the beat of Rockabye by Clean Bandit. The song was an emotionally powerful one, and she was doing it more than just justice.
When she finished she started stretching, still not noticing him. Adrien swallowed and turned back to the instructor.
"Er - I - um," he stumbled over his words. Raphael only smiled, recognizing the look in the boy's eyes.
"You'd like to be Marinette's partner right?" Raphael supplied. Adrien nodded shyly.
"I don't see why not, she'll help you catch up quickly," he said. He grabbed Adrien's shoulders and hauled him towards Marinette.
"Ah young love," the older man mused.
Adrien sputtered.
"She's just a friend from school," he mumbled, only succeeding in making Raphael chuckle.
Not even Adrien believed it anymore.
As they got closer to the bluenette Raphael called out to her.
"Marinette! Come meet your new partner!"
Marinette looked up in confusion. Raphael hasn't mentioned a switch to her. Her eyes widened as they landed on the boy beside her instructor.
"Adrien?!" She screamed.
