Rouge One and Dr. Strange are on Netflix, i double checked. this chapter is not sponsored by anything... funny thing: marvel, star wars and Miraculous Ladybug (outside of the US) are all owned by Disney and on Netflix (in the US anyway).
i had a good birthday (I don't feel older)... the party is still going though. and I'm finally getting sleep. it would be nice if we got our internet back soon... i don't like using me phone's hot spot all the time, but it gets the job done... I'm having video game withdrawals. although, not having internet has been great for my writing schedule.
anyway, tell me what y'all think!
~inudigifan201
*edit* I found a few mistakes (cuz I'm only human and humans make mistakes) so i fixed them. hopefully there aren't anymore in this chapter. *end of edit*
Ch, 4. Is this a date?
Marinette gazed at the gorgeous red rose Adrien had picked out at his grandmother's flower shop. She seemed like a spunky old lady. She was glad she approved of her.
"Marinette." Tikki tapped her shoulder. "What time did Adrien say to go over to his house?"
"After six. Why?" She responded absentmindedly.
"It's 5:59 now." Tikki crossed her arms.
"What?!" Marinette scrambled up. "Why didn't you remind me of the time sooner?"
Tikki rolled her eyes and watched Marinette run around her room trying to get ready as fast as she could with a smile only a mother could make. "Oh Marinette."
Adrien combed his hair for the seventh time since he got back home. "Do you think she'll show up? I told Nathalie and security to let her in." He gazed up at Plagg whom was stuffing his face.
"Hm gahf blurg." The tiny cat chewed.
Adrien rolled his eyes and looked back at the mirror. "And why can't I do anything with my hair today?"
Plagg swallowed. "Kid calm down and put the comb down or you're going to go bald."
He dropped the comb fast and hissed at it.
Plagg shook his head. "Teenagers." He rolled his eyes as he floated down to grab another piece of cheese. "So are you going to tell her you're Chat Noir tonight?" He stuffed it into his mouth and moaned in delight.
Adrien blushed as he scratched the back of his head. "I think that's more of a third date topic." He gave a light chuckle.
Plagg gave him a board expression as he rolled his eyes. "I thought you wanted her to know. Besides, you can't keep her from the truth forever."
Adrien nodded to show he understood, but then shook his head. "What if I'm not good enough for her? What if she hates me? It could ruin what we have. I don't want to lose her. I love her too much for her to never talk to me ever again. I will die Plagg! I will die of a broken heart!"
Plagg rolled his eyes again. "You're more likely to get akumatized."
"That's even worse!" Adrien gasped.
Plagg sighed as he floated down to the sink. He turned on the water and got his paw wet. "Come here kid."
Adrien raised an eyebrow, but got down on his knees on the bathroom floor anyway.
Plagg then ran his wet paw through Adrien's hair. He knew Plagg would never steer him wrong. He was always looking out for his best interests. He was well aware Plagg just wanted him to be a normal teenage boy and be happy. Even though he never said it, Plagg cared and Adrien could tell. It was funny. Plagg, when they first met, had only known him for a short time and was already looking out for him. Come to think of it, Plagg always seemed more interested in Marinette when Adrien gushed about Ladybug. If only he knew at the time his Kwami was just trying to help lead him to the girl of his dreams. He figured it out, but he had already fallen for both sides of her.
Although really, Adrien should have thanked Nathaniel. If he hadn't been akumatized, then Adrien would have never known how spunky and smart Marinette was. He already knew she was talented. But since they didn't interact much and she was shy around him, he didn't know how interesting she really was. And how comfortable she was around his alter ego. A part of him always said Marinette and Ladybug were the same person, but another part of him called him shallow for even comparing the two amazing girls. He should have listened to that first part of him. They could have been dating already. He could have had his first kiss by now. He didn't want to rush anything, but he was also kicking himself for taking so long. But, he wouldn't appreciate her as much if they were dating right off the bat. Nothing made sense to him anymore, except her.
A few moments and lots of paw dips later, Plagg turned off the water. "You can get up now kid."
Adrien rose to his feet and grabbed the counter. He gazed into the mirror to assess the damage. His eyes widened as his eyes fell on his perfectly slicked back hair. A tiny lock of his hair went rouge and curled a tiny bit as it rested on his forehead. He looked very grown up to the point where he almost didn't recognize himself.
"What do you think kid?" Plagg smiled smugly as his tail swished confidently and he crossed his arms.
"Can you do my hair more often?" Adrien gave him a weak smile. Plagg rolled his eyes. Adrien then looked back at the mirror and he paled. "My hair says mature 17-year-old, my clothes say 14. I need to change."
Plagg rolled his eyes again as he watched his chosen scramble to his closet.
Marinette closed the door to the bakery behind her. Her parents insisted she take some macaroons on her date. Was it really a date? Or was it two friends just hanging out? Well, she wore a pink sundress with tiny white polka dots all over, a black leather jacket, wore her hair down, a pair of black flats with pink lining, and a pair of white leggings that went just past her knees in case it was a date. And if it wasn't, she'd look cute anyway.
Besides, she was going to Adrien's house. There was a chance she'd run into his father and she didn't want him to get the wrong impression of her. Sure, she wanted to show her designs to him and get his opinion, maybe some tips, but she didn't want Adrien to think she was just using him to get to his dad. Crap! She just had to fall in love with her idol's son.
He was Chat Noir after all, maybe he would understand that she wasn't using him. Should she have brought her sketchbook? It was too late to turn back now and get it. Besides, she was pretty sure she would die of embarrassment if either Agreste man saw some of the pages. Alya often teased her for absentmindedly writing Adrien's name all around her designs. It didn't help that tiny hearts also came out of her pencil around his name. She had a real problem.
The sooner she got to the mansion, the sooner she would learn if it was a date or not. The sooner she could fix her problem because everyone would chalk it up to them dating and not pick on her for letting her mind wander… or not. Hum, she wondered if he had the same problem.
"Are you going to tell Adrien you know he's Chat Noir tonight?" Tikki's voice came from her purse.
Shoot! She didn't think about that. "Um… I don't know, maybe." She gave her Kwami a nervous smile. "Or it could be a third date topic. I don't even know if this is a date."
Tikki rolled her eyes. "You're seeing a movie with him in an empty home theater. Sounds like a date to me."
"What if it goes horribly wrong and he never wants to speak to me again?" She began to panic. "What if our super hero dynamic is ruined and we can't save Paris anymore?"
"How about you ring the doorbell and stop worrying?" Tikki gave her a smug smile.
"What if his dad answers the door?" She pushed the button on the wall surrounding the mansion anyway.
"Breath." Tikki zipped back into the purse before the camera came out of its hiding place.
That always freaked her out.
"Hello, Miss Dupain-Cheng, come on in. Adrien is expecting you." Luckily for her it was Nathalie.
The gate opened and Marinette walked in. the gate closed behind her and as she reached the front door, a butler from the other side opened it for her. She walked in and looked around. She always forgot his house was so big. Her eyes then fell onto the painting above the stairs. She hated that painting. Adrien just looked so sad in it. She liked the painting over the fireplace in the dining room much better. Adrien smiled wide as he stood with both of his parents.
His life must have been so perfect when his mother was around. What happened to her? She wanted to know, but she didn't want to pry.
"I'll inform Adrien you're here." Nathalie came out from her office and began to climb the stairs. "Have a seat if you want."
"Thank you." Marinette found a sofa near the door and sat down. The box of macaroons rested on her lap. She was proud of herself for not dropping any… yet.
A few moments passed and Nathalie finally returned. "He'll be down in a moment." She informed.
"Thank you." Marinette gave her an awkward smile. She was nervous. She was in her partner/crush/classmate/true-love's house.
Nathalie went back into her office.
Poor woman, she couldn't help but think, she had to work this late. Did she have a family, or was she married to her job?
"You made it." Adrien's voice came to her ears, but when she looked up at the top of the stairs, it was a man she had never seen before. He looked like Adrien, sounded like Adrien, had Adrien's eyes, but he had his honey blond hair slicked back in a very mature way. He also wore a black suit blazer over a white dress shirt that had the top three buttons undone to show off a bit of his chest. His pants were a pair of black slacks that matched his jacket. He even wore a pair of dress shoes. She wasn't on a date with Adrien, she was on a date with a very mature Chat Noir. And yes, it was a date… judging by the way he dressed.
She felt completely underdressed as she blushed and drooled over the MAN coming down the stairs to meet her. He looked everything like the model he was; she looked like a little kid.
She was doomed.
He blushed and drooled as he looked her over. She was just too cute! Only one problem, now he felt overdressed. Maybe he should have left his jeans on. Here she was looking like she was ready for a picnic and he looked like he was about to walk down a red carpet. 'Great going Agreste.' He mentally chided himself. 'What a way to start your relationship.'
"W-welcome." He blushed even more. "To, um, my house."
She didn't feel as bad now that she was underdressed. He seemed just as nervous as her. "T-thanks." She held up the box of macaroons. "M-my parents sent a snack." She blushed even more. "F-for the movie!" Oh, her mind was in the gutter! All she wanted to do at that moment was take that jacket and shirt off him. It didn't help that his eyes seemed to scream he wanted to undress her too.
"Theater's-theater's this-this way." He pointed and began to walk back to the stairs, breaking their staring contest. He swore if he looked into her eyes any longer he would forget about the movie and carry her off to his bed room. He opened a door under the stairs and motioned for her to fallow him.
They walked down a small hall that was covered in red carpet and dimly lit in silence for a moment or so, but soon came to a set of doors. He opened the one on his right and held opened the door for her to enter.
She stepped into the room and her jaw dropped. He wasn't kidding when he said they had a home movie theater. She swore they were actually at a real cinema. The smell of stale and fresh popcorn wafted into her nose as she gazed around the dimly lit room with way too many chairs for just the two of them.
"Mom wanted it authentic." He answered a question that must have been written all over her face. "The middle has the best acoustics." He began to climb up the rows and sat down pretty much smack dab in the middle of the room.
She hadn't noticed, but he had grabbed a remote from the wall as they walked in. "It's a smart TV." He showed her the remote as he turned on the screen and turned on Netflix.
She sat down next to him. "That whole screen… is one TV?"
"Used to be a projector right there." He pointed above them. "But father got annoyed and replaced it with the TV." He then looked back at her as he handed her the remote. "Want anything? Concessions are across the hall and so is a bathroom. I'm getting some popcorn."
"I'm good for now." She blushed.
He shrugged and stood up. "Be right back. Why don't you pick the movie while I'm gone? I'll watch anything." He gave a light chuckle.
"Ok." She nodded.
With that he jumped over the seat in front of him and landed perfectly on the floor. He then made his way down the row and back down the stairs. It wasn't long before he was out the door and across the hall.
"Tikki, I'm doomed." She shrank in her seat. "It's not fair. He's gorgeous and goofy!" She sighed as she found the arrows and figured out how to work the ginormous TV. Now all she had to do was choose between Dr. Strange or Rouge One.
"And he likes you back." Tikki reminded.
The door opened and Adrien reemerged with a giant bucket of popcorn in one arm and a drink caddy with two large cups in the other hand. He went around the long way and sat back down beside her. He put the popcorn down in his lap and handed her a cup. "Sprite?"
"Thanks. How's Rouge One?" She smiled and took the cup.
He blinked at her a second, but smiled and nodded. "I love Star Wars."
The lights dimmed even more as she hit play and handed him the remote back. For most of the movie they sat in silence and stuffed their faces with popcorn and macaroons. They were near the bottom of the bucket when their hands touched and they froze.
This was it! He was going to confess everything. They were going to be a couple. They were going to get married. He was going to give her as many kids as she wanted. They were going to grow old together. All his dreams would come true.
This was it. She was going to die. Her heart raced into overdrive and she swore it could stop at any second. There was no way she would make it out of this house alive. Her parents would have a nice funeral for her.
All of a sudden, he stood up. He held onto her hand like his life depended on it. His face was set ablaze with red. She gazed up at him and her face matched his.
"I love you!" He blurted over the planet being destroyed in the movie.
"I know." She stood up as well.
A few seconds passed before they even realized they just quoted The Empire Strikes Back. They both snickered before they erupted with laughter as the credits began to roll. He pulled her into a hug and wrapped his arms around her back as she wrapped her's around his neck.
They were dorks, both of them. Obviously, they were made for each other. What were either of them so worried about?
He gazed into her eyes after they finally stopped laughing and gave her a warm smile. She pulled him down and their lips met. He was shocked for a millisecond, but held her tighter, closed his eyes and deepened the kiss. Her fingers messed up his hair as she ran them through it. He didn't mind. He was far too busy rubbing her back and silently asking permission for is tongue to enter her mouth. She let him and that was the right decision! It was tender, yet hungry and rough, yet soft and sweet at the same time. He didn't even realize it, but a moan escaped from her. She did however, notice him moan and it was the most irresistible sound she had ever heard. Little did she know, but he had heard her moan and he wanted her even more. And he thought he had a tough time keeping his hands to himself before.
So, this was heaven? The room faded away. The world faded away. It was just them. He removed her leather jacket and tossed it to one of the chairs as his lips left her's and traveled down to the crook of her neck. She gasped, but was soon moaning again as he kissed, licked, and nibbled her skin. Her fingers messed up his hair even more; he still didn't care. All that mattered to him was making her make as many of those irresistible noises he was quickly becoming addicted to.
"Adrien Anthony Agreste!" Neither noticed that the older Agreste man had walked in, but they both heard him.
Adrien blushed viciously as he broke away from Marinette and she stood there staring at the man like a deer caught in the headlights as well as blushed. "H-hi Father." Adrien waved. "You've met Marinette?"
Gabriel rubbed the bridge of his nose causing his glasses to rise up to his forehead. "Not in person." He sighed as he looked back up at the teens. "And I would have rather you introduce us first before you sleep with her."