Thank you for the reviews, they really make me happy. Here is a mid day read for you sweet people.


Adrien had seen the rose on his way into the house and just went for it out of habit. Chat Noir's quarks were really bleeding into his life now. He didn't mind it, because deep down he knew that Chat's actions where what he truly wanted to do inside. He was just being more true to himself. When he had gone to give Marinette the rose he noticed her hesitation. Was he being too forward? She eventually took the rose and turned to face him.

He had always wanted Ladybug to react the way Marinette did. It made his heart skip a beat. He quickly excused himself before he became a bumbling fool. Giving Plagg his cheese and showering quickly, he almost ran back to the office. His hair was still damp and a towel rested on his shoulders. He listened as Marinette hummed to herself. It happened to be a song he had learned on his own outside of his classical piano lessons.

The grand piano was fairly close by so he walked over to the room. Sitting down he stretched and opened the keys up. Before he could play he noticed his father's shadow as he quickly left the house. He sighed, when was the last time they ate together, he wondered. Then Natalie came in to tell him dinner would be ready in a half an hour. He thanked her and turned back to the piano.

Marinette had since finished humming the song to herself and was looking through the fabrics. What one would she use to compliment Adrien and the color scheme best?

Suddenly from the silence came the song that she had been previously humming. It was played with such talent that Marinette failed to continue what she was doing. She poked her head out of the door to hear where it was coming from. Following the music she found her culprit rather easily.

Adrien's posture was so mature and he pressed the keys with such familiarity. Marinette just stood at the door and watched in awe. She could feel her chest tighten. Her love for him growing with every key pressed.

As his hands glided over the keys so skillfully. And feeling the heat of eyes trained on his back, he played with more passion. The song hit its end and he sat there for a minute. Then raised the cover of the keys and placed it down gently.

He knew she was there and she knew he knew. But he turned around and gave her a toothy grin.

"Did I distract you?" He asked, dangerously close to saying princess at the end of his sentence. Marinette nodded but walked over and sat down next to him.

"Yes but I think I'm pretty spent for today." She sat on the edge of the bench. Adrien glanced over at her and pushed the cover for the keys back up. She looked over at him questionly. Adrien had practiced this song for so long. First wanted to impress his mother. Then wanting to play it for his father. But he was never given the audience. Somewhere down the line he had hoped to play it for Ladybug but he knew it was unrealistic. As Chat or Adrien, he'd never be given the chance. So having someone there just to listen to him was a blessing on its own.

Marinette of all people would be more than deserving to hear this melody. Adrien scooted to the middle of the bench. He felt Marinette's weight shift and he grabbed her hand.

"I'd like to play you something. I wrote it myself." He said. She sat back down and he released her hand. Her eyes filled with wonder. So close to her, Adrien saw the light blush of pink on her cheeks. How endearing could she be? He smiled and looked back at the piano.

The song started and overshadowed the sound of the front door opening and closing. He played it like he had always dreamed to. With all the feelings he had for every person in his life. All the people he cared about his put out through each note. Marinette clutched her hand to her chest. She had nothing to hide behind and he was being so open with her. The raw emotion too strong to contain. The heat from her face pushed up to her eyes. She could feel the tears building up and she didn't dare move. Electing to let them fall freely.

A figure had stopped by the door and as Natalie walked over to say something, they stopped her.

Everyone was focused on Adrien. His music, feelings, and dreams filling the large house. The song ended and Marinette used the hem of her jacket to wipe away the remaining tears. Adrien looked over at her worried. He was about to place a hand on her back to comfort her when she suddenly sprang at him.

"Thank you." She whispered into his neck as she hugged him. He sat there for a second before wrapping his arms around her. Resting his head on her shoulder he opened his eyes to see his father standing at the doorway. What ever relief he had felt suddenly disappeared. He suddenly jerked, and Marinette pulled back quickly. She also noticed the older man at the door and zoomed as fast as she could the opposite end of the bench. Fixing her shirt and looking down at the ground.

"Dinner is ready children." Was all he said as he left for the dining hall. It was the most silent dinner that anyone could have witnessed. The eldest sat at the head of the table while the two sat across from each other. Their eyes fixed on their plates, taking small bites. Every sound was amplified by ten. The two both jumped when the head of the table spoke up.

"How far have you gotten Miss, Marinette?" He asked.

"I finished pinning the first outfit and will be looking at the fabrics tomorrow." She said finally looking up.

"Very good. I can give you some insight if you are not familiar with a specific fabric." He said matter of fact.

"Thank you, I really do need the help. I've never even heard of some of these silks." She admitted. He then turned his attention to his son. Adrien was still looking down at his meal. It was half eaten. Really be careful what you wish for, he reminded himself.

"Adrien, you played wonderfully tonight." His father complimented. Adrien's eyes lit up like fireworks as his head shot up.

"Thank you! It's all because you gave me piano lessons." He said. A wide smile on his face. Everyone finished their meals with less tension. After the plates were taken Adrien asked his father if he could see Marinette home. He was granted permission, and Mr. Agreste retired to his own office.

Marinette was rather tired today. It was an emotional rollercoaster for her. She didn't realize that her head had slumped towards Adrien's shoulder. Her head made contact with his shirt and she froze. Oh no! She didn't know what to do! In her panic she was about to lift her head up when she felt a weight rest on her own head. She froze even more. Adrien had gone ahead and taken the invitation and rested his head on her's. Marinette wanted to look up at him but just sat there. She started to relax and lean into him more. He only shifted slightly.

They stayed that way till the car came to a halt.