I know. Just. Bear with 17 year old me.
The season was still not finished xD
Enjoy regardless~
Adrien and Marinette dragged themselves through the front door of the bakery, both exhausted from a long day of emotional and physical strain. They had spent most of the day now sitting by Alyas side, reading through the doctor's reports, trying to cheer Nino and themselves up, hoping their friend would wake as soon as possible.
And it impressed the blonde, how Marinette' parents still were supportive, somehow. They had been awake for most of the night before, had to get out of bed really early, had to work all morning and still, they managed to bring a smile upon the teenagers faces, by cooking something for them, by being there for their daughter and her friends and by just being amazing. Of course, they hadn't been in hospital all day like Adrien and Marinette but still, they had been there for most of the time.
He felt deep respect towards them and was very happy for Marinette to be blessed with these two wonderful people in her life. It must be because of them that Marinette was such a good human being, always helping where she could.
Plus, she was Ladybug. It couldn't get any better, Adrien thought.
After they've had dinner and everyone had helped to wash the dishes, Marinette had called it a night.
"Well, I'm tired. I'm off to bed… Oh, Adrien, you know where to find everything?"
He smiled up at her, nodding.
"Of course, sleep well, pri-… Marinette."
Damn, he had to be more careful. He had to keep both nicknames, princess and lady he had for her as Chat Noir to himself. She couldn't find out just yet.
She climbed up the stairs without a comment so he assumed it had slipped. Internally he sighed of relief.
"Well, Adrien…" Marinette's mother began, "It seemed to me that you really liked being and working in the bakery, hm?"
The blonde nodded again, excitedly.
"Oh yes! I really loved it!"
"So, we were wondering… Maybe you would want to come by more often? Of course, not in the morning and we know of your busy schedule, but when you've got time?"
He thought he had to explode of happiness. Really, he felt his chest raise with the thought. Not only being in the bakery but also being near Marinette.
Adrien almost jumped from his chair and threw his arms around Sabine but he managed to keep seated and instead beamed at them.
"I would love to!"
They talked about the bakery a little while, when suddenly Tom leaned forward a little, raising an eyebrow.
"So, you like Marinette?"
"Oh Tom, you can't just go and ask things like that.", Sabine instantly scolded him. Adrien chuckled, blushing in a deep shade of pink. Tom and Sabine discussed in hushed voices as the boy stood up, hinting a polite bow with his head.
"I'm tired anyways. So, if you'll excuse me, I'll answer that question tomorrow, if it's alright.", he winked in Tom's direction, the older man winking back. Adrien smiled and wished a goodnight to the two of them, slowly walking up the stairs that led up to Marinette's room.
He carefully opened the hatch, not wanting to disturb the girl if she was asleep already. To his surprise, she sat on her desk, still awake.
Adrien stepped into the room, closing the hatch quietly so that she wouldn't be scared but loud enough for her to hear he had entered her room.
"I would've knocked if I'd known that you were still awake.", he sheepishly said, walking up to her chair, peeking over her shoulder. She snickered but continued concentrating on whatever was hid behind her hair, now falling openly over her shoulders.
"What are you doing this late up?", he curiously asked.
She shrugged, finally leaning back and accidently bumping with her head against his stomach, flinching at the touch.
"You were still designing?"
"Yeah, it's-… It's a dress for Alya. She's been asking me to design one for graduation because she's celebrating with her whole family."
Adrien nodded and smiled.
"It looks beautiful.", he whispered. He felt her nod, her hair slightly rubbing on his shirt.
"It'll fit Alya. She's always been the type for this kind of dress."
Adrien turned as she leaned over her sketch again, taking off his white jacket and the black shirt underneath. Suddenly, she caught his attention, how her midnight-colored hair flew down her shoulders, how she moved her arm when she was drawing on the dress, how her feet were crossed and only the tips of one touched the ground. And he just stood there, staring and topless, like an idiot.
He tried to shrug it off and lay down on his bedsheets but he found himself unable to move. His lady, his princess, truly took his breath away.
As she stood up and turned off the lamp on the desk to call it a night he was finally able to break his trance. He quickly looked down to the black shirt he still held in his hands, carelessly throwing it next to his white jacket on the floor by the mattress.
He felt his face heating up as she turned to him and almost jumped at the sight of him. Assumingly because he was shirtless. She attempted to climb the ladder up to her bed but with a few fast steps Adrien was by her side, grabbing her wrist.
"Ahem, Marinette?"
She turned bright red while she was facing him.
"Y-Yeah, Adrien?"
"I-I-…", suddenly, he had lost the ability to speak. As Chat Noir, he always had been able to juggle with words. In front of either Marinette or even Ladybug. And as Adrien he was a lost cause. He found himself drowning in her beautiful bluebell eyes.
"A-Adrien?", she asked, "You a-alright?"
"Haha, yeah, sorry. Just spaced out, uh-… I wanted to-uh-… To what, oh, ah, I wanted to thank you. For letting me stay here, y'know…"
Marinette nodded, smiling warmly at him.
"N-No problem. Nino w-would've done the same but th-there are mattresses in my r-room already, s-so I guess i-it was obvious you sh-should come with m-me, ah, no, well, here, t-to sleep here, I guess."
Adrien tried to thank her again but right about now his brain decided to completely shut down. So, he reduced his thanks to a simple nod. But still, he didn't let go. And it seemed to him that Marinette didn't want to go to sleep as well but didn't want to say something either.
Suddenly he recalled what they did before going to sleep yesterday night, that wonderful kiss they had shared, and great, now he never wanted to go to sleep anymore.
He carefully leaned down, seeing Marinette's eyes flutter.
Almost pleadingly she lifted herself on her tiptoes and his hand sneaked around her waist to support her. His lips brushed over hers and he felt like he had to melt right in front of her because oh holy mother of god, she was Ladybug and Marinette and he had fallen in love with both of them and-…!
His brain was overloaded and probably overheated too because of the blush that had spread across his cheeks.
Marinette winded her arms around his shoulders for support and he leaned against the ladder to not completely lose his stance. He knew he was trembling and she felt it as well.
Breathing slightly heavier she leaned away, her lips hovering only millimeters in front of his, her hot breath brushing over his chin.
"I-Is everything a-alright? I-If you don't want to, i-it's fine-…"
He cut her off by yet another kiss, leaning in more to push her back a little, holding her in his arms to show her that he wanted this more than anything, that he wanted to kiss her and swoon over her in front of her so that she would understand how much he loved her and he wanted to-… Stop.
Answer her question first, Agreste.
"I-I'm s-sorry, but it seems I-I'm a l-little nervous-…", he whispered to her lips, almost inaudible. She sighed and tucked his neck in the crook of her arm, pulling him closer to her. He almost tripped but managed to hoist her up in his arms bridal style. Slowly he tumbled towards his mattress on the floor and got down to his knees, laying her down on the soft bedsheets. For one second they parted, looking at each other trying to progress the information that they ended up in the same situation as yesterday. But they also found that neither of them cared.
So, they just locked their lips again, Adrien hovering on his knees and elbows above Marinette who was laying on the sheets. One of her hands ran through his hair again, softly caressing the back of his head. The other still held him captive on his neck, which he found very relaxing.
But as soon as she moved her hips on his knees, he felt something different. It was a tingling sensation in the lower part of his body, like firework that was lit in his stomach and the sparks fell down now.
He smiled against her mouth. Somehow, the blonde managed to break away from the kiss and instead nibbled at her lower lip. She groaned and he felt her hand stiffen in his hair. Passionately he ran the tip of his tongue over her lip, asking for a new way to confess his love to her. As she pressed her lips to his again, slightly parting them, he knew he had her permission.
Adrien used her opened mouth as entrance. As entrance to something completely unexplored by him until now. His tongue quickly found hers, playing with her, beginning a kind of dance. He was completely losing his mind now, knowing this was Marinette, the crush of his life and Ladybug, the love of his life, two in one person, two persons being one.
He tried to say something but she didn't even let him have the breath to do so. His only way to catch up to the dire need of air was in hot breathes between sweet kisses. And honestly, he didn't want to think about saying something just now.
Anything that he had to say to her could wait, because he could feel her wanting to have his body against hers, to exchange kisses until the morning would dawn. He almost suggested that she had waited long for this to happen because of the way she kissed him.
As they parted once again to at least get a few breaths of air, they took the time to inspect each other.
As he had noticed before, freshly kissed was one of his favorite looks on her. Along with happiness, excitement, determination, thrill, tease-… Hell, he loved almost every expression on her face.
Her lips were swollen, red and beautifully curved. Her dark hair laid in a halo against the white sheets. And her blush made her look like an angel who had come down to earth.
"W-Why are you n-nervous?", she had the nerve to ask, not entirely satisfied with the abrupt end of their conversation.
"Because I'm i-in love-…", he managed as he looked down into her blue eyes, now dark with passion. She froze, obviously not prepared on what he had just said.
"W-With-…?"
"You. Well, a-and the other o-one, red, b-black spotted. The other you. Both.", that was it. Now he had spilled it. Now he had just blurted out that she was Ladybug and he knew. She knitted her eyebrows together.
"Y-You know?", she skeptically asked.
He nodded, smiling sheepishly while pressing another kiss to her lips.
"Yeah-… Just f-found out today."
She didn't stop moving her hand in his hair what nearly killed him and her face softened.
"Well then, kitty, where were we?"
Now it was his time to freeze. What was that?!
"Wh-Wha-…?!"
She pulled him down for yet another long kiss, only parting because he was not quite concentrated. Eye-rolling she lovingly glanced up to him.
"Well, I called you kitty. I figured it out, as you did."
He took a deep breath and brought one hand up to her eyebrows, relaxing them as he brushed over them. It was a bit distracting but he figured, as a cat everything was a bit distracting. Especially when a certain beautiful, dark-haired girl laid beneath him, shifting a bit, sending shock waves through his body wherever she touched him.
"Wh- When did you? And-… How?", he quietly asked, kissing each of her eyebrows.
"I found out when I k-kissed you last night.", she admitted, blushing a little, "I'm sorry, but I had meant to tell you. You remember Dark Cupid?"
He nodded and she smiled uneasy, worrying him a little.
"Yeah, well, he had you under his spell. And because love conquers hate, I had to-… Kinda-… Kiss you? And then yesterday it felt so familiar to kiss you-… So, I observed and I found a lot of Chat in your hair, your eyes, your movements, the way you sometimes speak..."
Adrien nuzzled her nose with his, grinning.
"As clever as ever, my lady."
"Well, I wasn't completely sure until you almost said 'princess' this evening. I thought I had to die as I closed the hatch, knowing for sure now. And so, I had to stay awake, to, well, talk to you."
"Turns out we did.", he smirked, "After we made out."
"Hey, we didn't make out yet! Anyways, how did you find out?"
He laughed at that, laying down his forehead on her forehead, closing his eyes.
"Your apron. As weird as it sounds, but I think this whole Chat Noir thing, feline hero and so on, really sharpened a few senses of mine. Apparently, sniffing too. It was your, Ladybug's, scent on that apron. And because you wore it very often, it was obvious."
She giggled and made him lock their gazes again.
"My realization was way cooler, admit it.", she quirkily raised an eyebrow. Instead of answering, he just leaned down for another kiss. It led to another kiss. And then another.
And quickly, Marinette's comment was forgotten.
As Adrien felt her lips move against his and knew, he was a goner. 100%.
