Adrien took the tape measurer from his father's hand, trying his absolute best not to turn red.
"What are you waiting for?" asked his father, "Get going."
Adrien walked out of their living space and heaved a great sigh as he hurriedly walked up to where the princesses room was.
Right outside her room, Adrien brushed down his clothes and hair and knocked…
Adrien heard a soft, sweet voice that said, "Come in."
Adrien timidly opened the door to find Princess Marinette brushing her (what looked like at least) soft, almost blue looking, hair at a vanity . A birdcage that held a pink lovebird stood next to it.
Marinette looked at him, her blue eyes piercing his very soul.
"I- uh- I," Adrien stuttered, "I'm here to take your measurements for my father."
Marinette blinked, "Oh! Yes, of course."
She stood up in front of Adrien and put her arms out.
"Like this?" she asked
"Uh… yes yes! That's perfect. Thank you."
He walked up to her, a very noticeable blush on his cheeks, and partially unrolled the tape measurer.
As he was measuring, he couldn't ignore the close proximity between them. He measured her quickly, as to not seem to linger.
Adrien couldn't lie, she smelled amazing. He wanted to stay near her forever.
Adrien thought of saying it, but couldn't think of it. She would be getting married soon, so it would be weird to say what was going through is head.
His thoughts were cut off when she spoke, "So you're the new palace tailor?"
"U-um, my father." Adrien replied
"Do you like the palace?" asked Marinette
"Hmm? Oh, yes, it's very nice."
"Oh good!" said Marinette, breathing a sigh of relief.
"So," said Adrien awkwardly, "how's the whole suiter thing going for you?" He new he was in no place to ask something like that, but he had to know.
Marinette frowned, "Not well. None of them seem to genuinely love me."
"That can't be easy."
"No, it's not." she paused before saying, "But you shouldn't worry about that."
Adrien nodded slowly.
"So, will you be attending the ball this week?" Marinette asked politely
"I appologize, but I don't know." Adrien answered honestly.
Marinette chuckled lightly, "Then," she purred, "I'll see to it that you do."
Adrien blushed profoundly at her, and then found that he was done.
"Th-thank you, Princess." he said
"Of course." she replied
With that, Adrien left, his face as red as a tomato.
When he returned, his father looked up at pointedly.
"Well?" he asked
Adrien gave him the sheet of paper he wrote the measurements on and left to him tiny room.
Adrien flopped back onto his bed next to Plagg, who woke up when Adrien opened and closed the door.
Adrien looked over at his disgruntled cat and sighed.
What am I going to do?
TA-DAAAAAAAAAA! Tell me in the reviews if you want me to write Marinette's side of the story. And until next time,
-LadySnow7
