I do not own Miraculous Ladybug nor do I own the song Last Name by Carrie Underwood
"This can't be happening, there is no way this can be happening, I must be dreaming. Yes, that's it, this is a dream. And if I am dreaming, then that means I'll wake up." Marinette was rambling. "And when I wake up, I will be in my bed, in my own hotel room, and this all will be nothing more than a dream. Nothing more than a dream."
"Do your dreams often include you being in my bed?" Adrien smirked. Causing Marinette to turn bright red. Adrien could almost see steam coming from Marinette's ears, and she looked like she was about to pass out. "Marinette, are you alright? You kind of need to breathe…." With that, Marinette inhaled loudly, before screaming for about a minute. "Calm down, calm down. I'm sorry Marinette, I didn't mean to frighten you….." Adrien was sheepish. His bravado gone. And now he was just worried about the woman in front of him.
"No, no, it's alright… You didn't frighten me…. Maybe just embarrassed me." Marinette said, after calming down. "And….. and…. maybe…" It was Adrien's turn to be bright red.
"Uh…. um…. ug…." He mumbled, blushing brightly, and looking down at the covers. "So, um, how much do you remember of last night?"
"I remember going to the masquerade, meeting someone who called himself Chat Noir, then I started drinking. That's about it." She answered twirling some hair on her finger. Picking up her phone to distract herself. Grateful that Alya had hung up, so she hadn't heard the conversation they just had.
"So you don't remember telling me that you had a crush on me when you were a teen? Or the fact that you admitted to still having a crush on me?" Adrien asked, and Marinette shook her head. "So I'm guessing you don't remember me kissing you, either?"
"No…." Marinette said. "Though I wish I did"
"And you don't remember suggesting we get married?" Adrien asked. He knew the night before that he would probably regret marrying her at a moment's notice. But at this moment, he still didn't regret it.
"I was the one who suggested it?" Marinette was surprised, but Adrien nodded. "I didn't know you were at the masquerade."
"You don't remember, my lady?" Adrien smiled.
"You were Chat Noir?" Marinette's eyes widened.
"Yes, I was, My lady,"
"Ugh, I can't believe it,"
"What's wrong?"
"Not only is my husband a flirt, but he also has some of the worst jokes, and puns in the world."
"At least you remember that…. wait, your husband…"
"Well we are married,"
"Yes, but you were drunk…. I wasn't sure you would accept…."
"Of course I do, silly kitty,"
"How did I get so lucky?" Adrien said, a dreamy look in his eyes.
"I'm the one married to a super rich super model that I've loved since I first met him. Who also jokes around, and is probably the sweetest person alive." Marinette said, and you could practically see the hearts in her eyes.
"I still think I'm the lucky one." Adrien said, drawing her in for a kiss. "And I've loved you for as long as I've known you, too."
And so comes the end of this story. It was really fun writing this story, and I'm glad you enjoyed it as well. As always, I would love to hear from you - Alice O'Flynn