AN: Not gonna lie team. This is one hell of a slow burn. Like I am raging at my own slow burn. But I hope it will be worth it for all of you. Also each chapter title is a song that I was listening to when writing.

Ladybug landed on the rooftop gracefully. Chat Noir not far behind, landed with a bit more weight.

"What do we have here?" Chat asked as he walked up beside Ladybug.

"I'm not sure myself but it looks like that girl Chloe made someone a victim of an

Akuma again."

The villain of choice that night was a small child that had been scared due to their parent being late to pick them up. Not sure how Chloe managed to get any where near them but she did and upset the poor child.

"I'm bigger now and I won't get left ever again! I'm Chain Master!" Looking around on the streets, random pedestrians were chained together screening for help. Chloe was on a chain, being carried by the actual boy. She was hysterically screening for help.

Ladybug sighed.

"We need to get this done fast. I have a long week ahead of me."

"Will do my lady." Chat answered.

They both jumped off the roof to gather more information on their opponent.

They managed to identify the chain bracelet on the villain's wrist as the akuma. Using a bouncy landing pad lucky charm, they rescued both the child and Chloe. Chloe hugged Ladybug and requested another selfie with her. Ladybug had questioned her as to why she would need more.

"Well you never smile in our pictures. I always look amazing but I can't frame any of the ones we have because you never smile!" She said very matter of fact. Ladybug was in a very good mood that night. And agreed to a good photo together. Chloe thanked her with another big hug before getting into the car that had come to pick her up.

Chat had teased Ladybug by asking if he could get something too, like a kiss goodnight but was declined swiftly.

When Marinette was getting ready for bed she looked at her phone and smiled. Chloe has sent a mass text with the caption, "Me and my hero are besties" and their picture. If only Chloe could be nice like that to her at school. Sleep came easy.

Marinette decided to make it a habit to go to the library for lunch. Trying to eat and get homework done, so she would just be able to work once Adrien dropped her off. She knew his schedule and he would hardly be there but it didn't change the fact that they would be seeing each other much more.

To her surprise Adrien entered the room as well. A packed lunch in hand and his book bag.

"I figured with you working on the line, I could help you with your homework. That way we make sure it's done before we head home." Marinette smiled at him warmly.

"That was my plan but you didn't have to come help, not that I mind. You're a great teacher." Adrien smiled and blushed lightly.

"Well thanks, I just want to help. If you're willing." He looked at her. She smiled and pat the table. He took the gesture and sat down. They munched on their food between each problem. Chloe had come by, causing a ruckus but was promptly kicked out due to her loud volume. The two continued till lunch break was over. They walked back to class together.

Alya had the widest grin on her face. Marinette just blushed harder as she took her seat. Alya elbowed her and giggled while Marinette hid behind her backpack. Class ended and Adrien waited for Marinette at the stairs. They got into the car together and arrived to their destination promptly. Adrien excused himself to go grab his things for fencing class, while Natalie showed Marinette to her workspace. It was the most open room she had ever seen. Many different types of machines occupied the table while fabrics hung of the racks. Marinette almost passed out due to the shear amount of things she had to work with.

Adrien popped in to give her words of encouragement before leaving. It became very quiet but that silence was soon filled with the sounds of creativity. Marinette pulled her sketchbook out and got to work on the first outfit. She wanted to make sure that Adrien's pick was the first one done. That way she wouldn't have to rush and it would be perfect. Luckily for her, his measurements were available to her in a binder left on the desk. There were some house rules, a map of the first floor so she could find the bathroom, important phone numbers in case of an emergency, and Adrien's measurements.

Marinette chose to draft three of her top picks first. Adrien's pick, ladybug's dress, and Alya's reworked akumatized outfit. It was reworked into a beautiful plum dress with a big skirt to mimic the wifi symbol. The top was black and had beading that hid her signature as well as incorporating the wife symbol itself. The suit that Adrien had picked an outfit that had a necktie that Marinette would stitch her signature in, hidden among the pattern. The ladybug dress was an A-line dress with three layers on the skirt. Rotating from red to black to red again. The top was a sweetheart neckline and sleeveless. Marinette noticed some black crystals that she wanted to used on the bodice. She would hide her name on the belt.

With everything planned out she started cutting out her patterns. Conveniently there were three forms in the room for her. She started to pin up the semi casual suit when she heard some footsteps. They were stern and landed with authority.

"Hello Miss. Marinette." Mr. Agreste greeted. Marinette looked up from her work and greeted him back. "May I see your outlines?" He asked at the door.

"Yes, please do. I'd like some pointers before I finish the patterns." Marinette answered.

With the invitation he stepped into the room. He looked over the picture and looked back to the form. Writing some notes down on the pad.

"Was this the design that Adrien picked?" He asked. Marinette nodded. "He never seemed to be interested in modeling. But I had always kept him in mind when I made my designs. Which is why I am most happy when he is the model for my line." The smile that had crept its way to Mr. Agreste's face betrayed his cold exterior. She knew all too well the love of her parents. Perhaps he just didn't know the form of love he was giving Adrien was not what he needed. Some people thrived off of material love but Adrien needed companionship.

"I think he is passionate about it because he secretly likes it, but is also because he is seeking your approval." She looked down at her picture. "He wants to be involved with you in any way he can. To be around you and have you interested in him and his interests too. To be involved directly with him." She concluded.

Marinette looked up to see the older gentleman looking at her in thought. She saw where Adrien got that trait from now. He may look like his mother, but has his father's mannerisms. She giggled at the thought which granted her a confused look from the professional designer.

"I'm sorry, you just look so much like Adrien when he's in thought." She smiled. Mr. Agreste just looked at her and nodded.

"Very good. Please continue to work. I will check in again once you have finished the patterns and are ready to move forward." With that said he walked out of the room.

Marinette happily hummed to herself as she cut out the pieces and pinned them to the manikin. When her back was to the door a rose suddenly popped up between her and her project. She half mindedly was about to turn around to jest with Chat Noir, when she remembered she was in Adrien's house. She took the white rose and turned around. Adrien was right behind her. If she had taken a step back she would have collided with him.

"Thank you." She said while blushing. Looking at him clearly he was still in his fencing gear. She blushed did he have to look good in everything?

"I'm gonna go change and shower, be right back." He said waving as he existed.

Marinette spun the rose between her fingers. Why did she feel like it was Chat Noir who just gave her this flower. It was that feeling of familiarity that she had never felt from Adrien until the first night she had stayed for dinner. She only had time to ponder for a moment before Natalie came in with a small vase. She suggested to place it in the room, since it would wilt other wise. It was placed on a side table where she could admire it from afar.