this chapter ended up longer than the other two. let me know if y'all like longer chapters, or should i shorten them?
BTW: Adrien's grandma... i based her personality after how i see myself when I'm a grandma, lol, in the very distant future. i wouldn't be a florist but, yeah. i based her appearance off his mom. i honestly think his mom wasn't raised rich and that's why Adrien is such a sweetie because his mom made sure money didn't ruin him. that's my headcannon anyway.
anyway, tell me what y'all think and if i should even continue.
~inudigifan201
Ch, 3. Date?
"Wanna see a movie some time?" Chat smiled at Ladybug whom was deflecting an attack from the latest akuma with her yo-yo.
"Are you kidding me right now?" She grumbled.
"Nah, I'm being completely serious." He blocked an attack with his staff.
"Not you, the akuma. I have a test to study for!" She blocked another attack.
"We have a test?" He paled.
She shot him a confused glance.
He shrugged. "What? We're in the same class."
"You will give me you miraculous!" The akuma shouted.
"Do you mind, we're in the middle of something." Ladybug yelled back and then turned back to her partner. "We're in the same class?"
He shrugged again. "Yeah?" He outstretched a hand to her, but pulled it back almost immediately. "Why would I lie to you?"
She shook her head. "Come on, let's defeat this akuma so we can go study."
His tail formed a heart. "Can we study together?"
"Maybe next time Kitty." She tossed her yo-yo and it pulled her closer to the akuma.
He smiled. "I'll take that as a yes." He leapt into battle himself.
The battle was soon over and Paris was back in one piece.
She landed on her and detransformed as she fell through her skylight. She sighed as she flopped face first onto her bed. "Tikki, I'm so dead."
Tikki floated up to her. "Why do you say that?"
She looked over at her Kwami as she turned her head. "Because Chat is in my class. He's blonde, has green eyes, is a model, and is Adrien Agreste!" She groaned. "That's why I'm so dead."
Tikki smiled warmly as she shook her head. "Oh Marinette." She sighed. "Isn't that a good thing?"
"How is this a good thing?" Marinette sobbed.
"He loves you." Tikki continued to smile.
"He loves Ladybug, not Marinette." She sniffled.
Tikki pouted and put her hands on her hips. "That is the worst lie I have ever heard."
Marinette looked up at her in confusion.
Tikki sighed. "Marinette, the first thing he did when he found out you're Ladybug was hug you and told you he fell in love with you twice."
"But he…" She was cut off by a tiny paw to her mouth.
"Marinette, you are making things more complicated than they really are. You are 16. You're not that 14-year-old girl that didn't want to be Ladybug anymore. You've come a long way. I want more than anything for you to be happy. But, you are making yourself miserable by ignoring the obvious." Tikki sighed. "Adrien is madly in love with you, both sides of you, but you've been ignoring his feelings for 2 years by overthinking yourself sick. I'm sure his patience with you is wearing thin." She shook her head. "And you've been driving me up a wall."
"I'm sorry Tikki…" Marinette sat up and was about to say more, but a tap on the glass above her head drew her attention to the faux leather clad boy they were talking about. She raised an eyebrow and opened the hatch. "Chat? What are you doing here." She unintentionally blushed.
He shrugged and handed her his backpack that she didn't notice he even had on him. Yep, he was Adrien. She recognized that bag anywhere.
"I know you said maybe I can study with you next time, but I totally forgot we even had a test so I have no idea which subject to study for." He slinked in and sat next to her. "Sorry to bug you Princess."
She rolled her eyes and sighed. "You just wanted an excuse to hang out with me." She handed him back his bag.
He gave a light chuckle. "Guilty as charged, but I really don't know what that test is on."
She blushed uncontrollably. "Shoot I forgot too."
He gave another light chuckle. "So, we're both screwed then?"
She grumbled as she fell back onto her bed. It wasn't long before they had every text book they owned studying everything they could, trying to figure out what that stupid test was on.
Tikki giggled when she stretched to life after a nap when she found both teens passed out and leaning on each other with books in their laps.
Plagg, his Kwami, released his transformation and was sleeping on his head.
Tikki shrugged, picked up the books, moved them to the side, covered the teens with a blanket, and turned off the lights.
Marinette stared down at the paper before her. Math! The test was Math! It had to be math! Although, it could have been worse.
Adrien tapped his pencil to his lips. He blushed as he remembered how he woke up that morning.
The light from the trapdoor burned at his eyes. He stretched and rubbed his poor peepers. He then noticed he wasn't transformed and didn't remember leaving Marinette's. He felt something wet on his shoulder and blushed uncontrollably when he saw her drooling on him as she slept. He grabbed her by her shoulders and lightly laid her down so she would be more comfortable. He then grabbed his books and bag, transformed and high tailed it home before Nathalie noticed he was missing.
He smiled and sighed dreamily as he wrote down an answer. So that's what it was like to wake up next to a beautiful girl. He hoped she'd let him do that again, although, he hoped next time he could stay. He'd have to tell Nathalie something beforehand if he ever did. Or she'd freak out, tell his father he was missing and one of them would call the police; just like Christmas eve when he was 15 and ran away. He honestly didn't blame them. If he was his father and his son went missing, he would call the police too. But, he was fine that night. He just needed to clear his head and get out of the empty mansion. How was he supposed to know someone was going to check on him? He should have locked his door.
Hum, if he was a father. The thought sent a chill down his spine. He knew one thing for certain, if he was a father, he would be in his child's life more than his own "dad". He didn't want to miss a moment. He would try to be firm, yet loving at the same time. Not cold and distant like his own father. Although, over the few days, his father seemed more interested in him. He wasn't sure if he should be happy by the attention, or annoyed that he was ignored for a good portion of his life and now his father decided to be a part of it.
And it was all because Chloe called him raging about Marinette. Really, if that was what it took to get his father's attention, then he should have figured out Marinette and Ladybug were the same person two years ago. He always had the sneaking suspicion that they were, but he wanted to make sure before he did anything stupid.
He had known for almost a week and had done nothing with the knowledge, even though he had their wedding almost entirely planned. Nothing too spectacular, he didn't want the focus taken off his soul mate and the dress she would most likely design and make herself. And it would be just as beautiful as she was. Every time he imagined the big day, her dress changed styles and details. He couldn't land on anything he absolutely loved. He'd leave it to the professional.
But, for any of that to happen, he had to stop being such a pussy cat and ask her out.
He turned in his test as the bell rang for a break.
"Hey Marinette." A voice came to his ears. He looked back and found Nathaniel blushing and handing his princess something. "I drew this for you."
"Oh, thank you Nath." She politely took the drawing.
Adrien couldn't believe his eyes and ears. She called him by a nickname! And what was worse was that he was trying to move in on his true love. No, this could not stand! Time to stop being a pussy cat! He made sure Chloe was gone and made his way to Marinette's side.
"Marinette." He gave her a photoshoot ready smile as he draped an arm over her shoulder. "That test was hard. Let me treat you to a smoothie." His gaze drifted down to the drawing in her hands. Damn, Nathaniel was talented. Meanwhile, he couldn't draw to save his life. How was he going to impress her?
Wait, she had a crush on him. Did he need to impress her? Either way he wasn't going to stand by and let the love of his life be swept off her feet by another guy. Call him selfish, but Marinette Dupain-Cheng was his and his alone. He would give her the world just for her companionship in return. Yes, he would buy her anything her heart desired. She would want for nothing. Nath couldn't possibly compete. He didn't have the money to feed her sewing passion. Adrien did. Nath knew nothing about the fashion industry. Adrien did. Nath didn't understand the trials of having a secret identity. Adrien did. The whole time he knew him, Nath never said anything about video games. Adrien played for hours on end in the lonely hours of the night before he became Chat Noir and started going to school. And now that he had friends, he was playing with them. Nath was only into comic books. Adrien read comic books, manga and books without pictures. He also watched anime and western cartoons as well as a ton of movies both live action and animated. As far as he knew, Nath did not.
Adrien was obviously Mari's perfect match. Nath couldn't compete, but that didn't mean Adrien was just going to sit back and do nothing. He had been fighting for her for two years and he wasn't about to stop just because he almost had her. No, he'd never stop fighting for her. He'd prove his love for her till the day he'd die. She deserved someone who wouldn't take her for granted. And that someone was Adrien.
Marinette blinked at the two boys before her. Was Adrien… jealous?
He was Chat Noir. He knew of her crush on him. Why was he jealous if he knew she was his? Was she wrong after all? No, she was right. Tikki confirmed he was Adrien. That, and he grabbed her history book by accident and left his at her house. The dork wrote his name on the inside cover like a good student. What was with her and history books?
Oh wait! She had to say something! "Ah…" She began. What was Adrien's question again? "Sure." She shrugged anyway.
Adrien smiled wide. Obviously, that was the right answer. Before she knew it, she was swept away and walking hand in hand with Adrien down the street. She didn't know what was going on until they walked into her favorite smoothie shop and they got in line.
He was taking her out for smoothies… but they weren't supposed to leave the school during the break. Oh well, they were here now and they left school to fight akumas on a regular basis anyway, so it wasn't out of the ordinary for them to disappear. Hopefully they wouldn't get into trouble. She'd have to think of a good excuse in case they did.
Although, she totally forgot that he was famous for a minute until a swarm of fangirls crowded them asking for his autograph and to have his babies. He politely declined them all.
Yeah, she completely forgot that Adrien was a famous model when he wasn't being her goofy dork of a partner Chat Noir. Ok, she was wrong. He wasn't a giant flirt. Just a gentleman whom was used to girls swooning all over him. Now that she thought about it, she was probably a breath of fresh air to him because she didn't automatically fall for him as Adrien and didn't swoon over him as Chat Noir. In fact, she actually tried to treat him as a friend and tried very hard not to let her crush on him show.
Plus, he never acted like he was famous, other than hating signing autographs, he acted like a normal teenage boy. Maybe that's why she liked him so much. He didn't let fame get to his head. Sure, he was a bit of a ham as Chat, but he still seemed like a normal boy to her. Nothing stood out to her as "hey, I'm a famous model even if I pose like one sometimes".
It was their turn to order, she said her favorite and began to dig for her wallet in her purse, hopefully without waking Tikki.
"I got it." Adrien lightly pushed her arm back down into her purse so she would put down her wallet. "I said this would be my treat."
"But…" she began. "I don't… I'm not… you don't have too." She blushed.
He gave her a warm smile. "My treat." He blushed as well.
She sighed, rolled her eyes, and closed her purse. No use in arguing with a rich kid who wanted to buy her something. She knew she probably wouldn't win.
He didn't have to buy her anything. She wasn't Chloe. Hum, Chloe… her and Adrien grew up together. What would it have been like to grow up with him? Did he ever like her as more than a friend? Did he have any subconscious feelings for her? If they started dating, would he leave her for his childhood friend?
They were handed their smoothies and began walking back to school. He struck up a conversation about movies playing, but she wasn't really paying attention. She just sucked on her straw and nodded. Best way not to sound like an idoit. But, what was she going to do when they were transformed and fighting an akuma? She couldn't be drinking a smoothie then.
All of a sudden, his pocket began to buzz. He let go of her hand and dug out his phone. He groaned as he looked at the caller ID.
"I am not answering that." He muted it and put it back in his pocket.
"What if it's important?" She managed to ask. 'Good, getting better. Talk to him more.' Her brain advised.
He shrugged and grabbed her hand again as he took a sip of his smoothie. "Can't be that important. It was Chloe. Hey, I just realized, I don't have your number."
She blushed and sucked down the last bit of her smoothie. Why was it all gone already?!
He let go of her again, pulled his phone back out, unlocked it, tapped his contacts, selected "add new" and handed her his phone. "If you don't mind." He gave her a warm smile that melted her entire insides.
'Stupid cat.' "Sure." She tossed her empty cup into a nearby trash can and took his phone. It wasn't long before she handed it back with all the information inputted.
He looked at it and tried to contain a laugh.
"What's so funny?" she blushed even harder.
"You typed Marinette Agreste." He showed her the blunder and chuckled.
She paled. She thought she typed her own last name, not his! This was it, she was going to die of embarrassment for sure. He'd fall out of love with her. He'd run to Chloe. She ruined everything.
He wiped the laughter tears away from his eyes. 'I'm so keeping it this way.' He smiled. 'Maybe I don't have to worry about Nathaniel after all.' He put the phone back in his pocket. "So, Marinette Agreste…" Oh he was going to milk this. "do you want to see a movie with me tonight?"
She blushed again. Oh god, she was cute! "W-won't the theater be packed since its opening weekend of that new super hero movie?"
He pouted. "Oh right." Then an idea came to him "How about we watch a movie at my place then. We actually have a literal home theater. My mom loved movies, but hated going to the theater and people brought their small children to R rated movies. Like who does that? She and father always left me with a sitter when they went out for dates. She actually used to babysit when she was a teenager, so she wondered why other people couldn't find someone to watch their kids." He blushed. "I'm sorry, I was rambling."
Color had returned to her face and she had been intently listened to him. "It's fine." She blushed. "I'd love to hear more about your mother. What was she like?"
He blushed even more. "So, does this mean you're coming over tonight? I'll tell security to let you in." She nodded. He smiled wide. "Come over any time after six."
She nodded and smiled. "Ok."
"Oh, we need to make a pitstop before we go back to school." He smiled even wider.
"Ok?" she raised an eyebrow. Now where was he taking her.
The shop was actually on their way back. She passed it so many times without noticing the gorgeous floral arrangements. Why did he take her to a florist?
The shop keeper was nose deep in a book when they walked in. She was an older lady with long grey hair pulled into a messy bun. Her reading glasses were on a chain, but you could clearly see her luminescent green eyes. She wore a green t-shirt, a tan apron, and a pair of blue jeans with a pair of white tennis shoes. She looked up at them when the bell above the door told her they were there. She smiled wide, stood up, and practically jumped over the counter just to run up to and hug Adrien.
"Hi Mema, happy to see you too." He hugged her back.
"You've gotten so big." She smiled even more.
"You just saw me last week when I stopped by to get Nathalie flowers for her birthday. She really liked the ones you picked out by the way." He shrugged. "Oh." He then held Marinette's hand again and pulled her closer to him. "I'd like you to meet someone."
"Hi." Marinette blushed and waved. Was this woman really his grandmother? She looked like an older version of the picture of his mother on his computer. "I'm Marinette. I'm in Adrien's class at school."
The woman gasped. "Aren't you a cutie." She smiled. She turned back to Adrien. "Is this the girl you've been fawning over for two years? Why isn't she your girlfriend? And would it kill you to visit your grandma more?" He blushed uncontrollably as he scratched the back of his head.
She rolled her eyes and looked back at Marinette. "I'm Adrien's grandma. You can call me Ada." She held out her hand to shake. Marinette smiled and shook her hand. "You have a beautiful name sweetie. I'm curious, where are your parents from?"
Marinette smiled wide. "My dad is from here in Paris, but my mom is from China. They met in baking school. After they graduated, they opened a bakery together." She giggled. "Papa was really nervous, but he proposed to Mama in Chinese. She said yes of course."
Ada smiled sweetly. "You seem like a daddy's girl."
Marinette blushed uncontrollably. "How can you tell?"
Ada continued to smile. "Intuition."