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Marinette woke up as soon as the sun hit her eyes the next day. "Turn the lights off." She let out out the small groan, trying to block her eyes from the light.
Adrien was awake, much earlier before she was. He had already showered, and poked his head out of the bathroom, his hair still wet. "Oh, you're awake. And I can't turn off the sun, sorry m'lady," he laughed.
"Can you try?" She said, her voice muffled since she had rolled over burying her head into his pillow.
He laughed. "How do you suppose I do that?" He said from inside the bathroom, getting ready while he talked to her.
"That's your job to figure out. Not mine." She turned her head to face the bathroom door.
"Why do I always have to come up with the plan?"
"Because you're the one that asked about this problem. And you're the smarter one of the two of us." He walked out, in just a pair of shorts, still holding his brush and gesturing while he talked to her. " I'm the brawn and you're the brains. Or maybe you're both. I'm not sure." He walked over to his closet, reaching up for a shirt. As he stretched, the muscles from fighting as Chat Noir were exposed, as well as many battle scars from the times he had protected her.
"Well I don't want to move to figure out how to fix the problem." She whined flipping on her back.
He pulled his shirt over his head and walked over to the wall nearest to the window and hit a button "Better?" He sighed with fake frustration. The button had dropped some curtains, and tinted the windows, dimming the room.
"Much better. See I knew you would figure it out". She was still half asleep, curling herself up into the blankets. "Now come back to bed."
"I'm up m'lady, I already showered. Your turn to get up. Don't make me drag you out." He walked over and put his hands on the bed, leaning over her. His bangs were still wet, but not dripping, but certainly not set in place either, as they hung shaggily over his forehead. A smile creeped across his lips as he watched her curl back up, knowing it was going to be a pain to get her out of bed.
"I don't wanna get up." She curled up into a tighter ball avoiding his stare. "And you can't make me."
"Wanna bet?" He leaned further over her, letting himself drape over the top of her, turning his head so he could look at her.
"Yeah I wanna bet." She said staring at him through half open eyes.
"Alright, we're doing this the hard way then." He leaned back, scooping her up like he had the night before, picking her up out of bed. "Besides, it's already pretty late. It's like eight o'clock."
"Nooo put me back." She wiggled, trying to get out of his arms, but with no luck. "This isn't fun."
He kissed her forehead, holding her tighter as she squirmed. "How much longer do you need to sleep for?" He chuckled, a quizzical smile crossing his face.
"All the time." she whined, still trying to wiggle her way out. "This is abuse making someone get up this early."
"How about another twenty minutes?" He raised an eyebrow, "I'm just letting you know that the bathroom is yours now, and I can only hold Plagg off from it for so long."
She groaned. "Fine. If you put me down I'll get up. I promise." She stopped squirming and looked up at him.
He slowly let go of her legs, giving her time to stand up and get her balance. He held her arm until he knew she was stable. "Alright, I'm going to order food, just meet me down in the dining room when you're ready. You know where that is, right?"
"Yeah I can find it." She kissed his cheek before walking over to the bathroom to begin getting ready.
He watched her for a moment before closing the door and heading downstairs. Ordering them some food and sitting down at the large table, playing on his phone while he waited for her. After she was done with her shower, she wrapped a towel around herself and proceeded to put her makeup on. She walked into his room where she kept some spare clothes and slipped on a simple pink sundress she made. She walked down the stairs and into the dining room. "Morning."
He looked up at her and smiled, glad to have company for breakfast. He was usually alone, so it was nice to have someone to join him in the lonely dining hall. "Good morning m'lady. I ordered for food already, I hope you don't mind."
"That's fine." She walked over and sat in the chair closest to him. "Sorry I'm so hard to wake up in the morning. Next time just dump some water on my head."
He laughed. "No, I was mostly teasing you. I'm used to getting up early and I wanted to have you for breakfast." He rested his cheek on his hand, his elbow propped on the table.
She copied his action. "That is really sweet. But the way you said that seems like it came out wrong." She said biting back a laugh.
He grimaced. "That's not what I meant." He rolled his eyes at her, laughing softly. "Would you have had me make a pun instead?" He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Oh no. I can't handle your puns this early in the morning." She giggled a bit. "Especially after being up so late."
He laughed , sitting back as their food was delivered, quickly thanking the butler who served it. "So, what are our plans for the day Mari?"
She reached down and grabbed her fork before picking up a piece of fruit with it. "Well I was thinking we could go to the park or maybe see a movie." She popped the fruit into her mouth. Chewing and swallowing before she continued. "And after we could go to the bakery and get some lunch. And then just chill."
He nibbled on his food a bit, listening to her talk. "A movie sounds nice. All of that sounds really nice, really." He nodded. "I don't have any photo shoots til tomorrow evening, so anything works." He looked up at her, giving a small smile.