AN: The one where the parents know about. Plus Alya and Nino.
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Two Pink Lines
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Chapter 04 – Onesies
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Marinette looked at her boyfriend and she knew he wished to be wearing his Chat Noir outfit instead of being plain (if a model can be called plain) Adrien. They were in front of The Dupain's bakery and the blunette was patiently waiting for him to gather enough courage to come inside and share the news with her parents.
According to the doctor, Marinette had entered the second trimester the day before and since everything seemed to be going smoothly, it was time to let people know. For the past couple of weeks Marinette had been wearing looser clothes and it was a first she was actually glad Paris was getting colder as no one questioned her about the jackets she wore to hide her bump.
"We will have to get inside eventually, you know." She told Adrien, who just squeezed her hand a bit tighter.
"I am thinking about how big your father is." Adrien mumbled. "And your mother might be small, but she has, you know, the 'mom look': she can make me regret things I did when I was a toddler and I can't even remember." His green eyes met hers. "Moms are scary. Give me a bank robber any day."
Marinette chuckled. "I guess I'll have to start to make those looks."
Adrien snorted. "Oh, you already have them, but now you'll just turn them all 'mom'. Trust me, I've been at the receiving end of some of those looks from you and you are already very good." He stopped for a moment and sighed in fake pity. "Our poor child."
"Shut up." Marinette giggled and slapped him on the arm. "Don't worry you scaredy cat, my dad won't kill you: if he tries I'll put myself in front of you and say 'the baby, oh, the baby'." She tried her best 'poor me' voice and Adrien couldn't help but to laugh. "My mother, though… you are on your own with that. I'll already have my fair share of 'mom look'."
"Alright." The blonde man took in a deep breath and nodded to her. Marinette smiled and gently pulled him inside the bakery and the scent was the first thing that hit them and never failed to make both feel at home.
There were only two costumers inside and Sabine was behind the counter, receiving payment before she handed a paper bag to the couple and wished them a good night. As the costumers turned around to leave, the older Dupain-Cheng woman beamed at her daughter and Adrien, coming from behind the counter.
"I didn't expect to see you tonight." Sabine hugged Marinette and then Adrien. "And so late at that."
Adrien chuckled, nervous. "Do you need help closing up?"
"If you are offering, of course." Sabine smiled and then turned to her daughter. "Your father is upstairs finishing dinner. Go up and tell him Adrien is helping me, no need to come back down here."
"Alright, mama." She kissed her mother's cheek and went up to speak with Tom.
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Dinner at the Dupain's, as always was delicious, but Adrien barely ate anything because of how nervous he was. His father hadn't spoken to him or even sent him a message ever since that day at his office and Adrien wasn't holding his breath to Gabriel be a grandfather at all.
"Are you sure they are fine up there, Marinette?" Sabine asked her daughter and she was clearly worried about their guests. "I left enough food in your bedroom, but-"
"Yes, Mama." The younger blunette chuckled. "Plagg told Tikki it would be a date, only the two of them, no silly humans around." Sabine smiled and nodded. "Better not to go up there until it's time we leave."
"Are you okay there, son?" Tom asked Adrien, eyeing the young man with concern. "You haven't eaten as much as you usually do."
With wide eyes, Adrien looked to Marinette and she subtly nodded. "Mama, papa." The young woman cleared her throat. "We need to tell you something." Her parents' eyes went immediately to Marinette's left hand and the blunette chuckled, knowing they were looking for an engagement ring. "Still not getting married." Even Adrien smiled at that.
Tom chuckled. "Sorry, honey."
"We just assumed with you saying you needed to tell us something." Sabine said, gently.
For the first time, Marinette seemed to become nervous. "It is related to that in a level." She felt Adrien's hand reach for hers under the table and he squeezed it, lending her the strength she seemed to need. "Adrien and I… we want to move in together." Expecting some big reaction from them, Marinette and Adrien were confused when they just nodded. "Wow… I don't know what I expected, but I expected more than that."
Her parents just smiled in acknowledgement, but it was Sabine who spoke. "We have been waiting for this for a while, Marinette. You spend more time at Adrien's than you spend here ever since he moved to his apartment."
"That's not-"
"Told ya, Princess." Adrien chuckled and looked at the older couple in front of them. "I told her she already spent a lot of her time there and she didn't believe me." Tom and Sabine chuckled.
"She is as stubborn as her mot-" Tom started, but received a stern look from his wife. "Me. As stubborn as me." He finished the sentence and winked at Adrien, who snickered.
"Are you moving in to Adrien's apartment?" Sabine asked, curious. "It is a very nice one, better than ours when we got married, isn't it, honey?" Her husband just hummed in agreement.
The young couple shared a quick look: if there was a cue to the next subject, was that one. "Actually, we are looking for another place, bigger." Adrien said.
"Oh?" Tom asked, intrigued.
With a deep breath, Marinette decided not beat around the bushes any longer. "Mama, Papa. There's a reason why I am moving in with Adrien other than the obvious." The seriousness of her tone made her parents frown in confusion and the younger blunette took it as an incentive to talk. She gulped, but Adrien's warm hand on her made her feel more confident. "A few weeks ago I found out that I am… well…" She looked at Adrien and then to her parents. "I am pregnant." Marinette bit her lower lip.
The older couple blinked two times while trying to understand exactly what those words meant. Sabine was the first to seem to process the information. "You are pregnant?" She asked in something that was a bit louder than a whisper while slowly raising from the chair.
Marinette only nodded, grasping Adrien's hand much stronger, then. Tom also got up from his chair and Adrien stopped breathing; a tiny part of him was expecting for Tom's – ginormous – fist on his face. He was ready, truly, to be punched.
Instead, Sabine let out a squeal and reached for her daughter, leaning to give Marinette a tight hug. "Oh! My baby!" Sabine said and Marinette was clearly stunned, but got up from the chair so she could hug her mother better. "I can't believe this!"
"You… what?" Marinette was clearly confused and Adrien tried not to move, afraid the limelight could be shifted to him and he wasn't in any hurry of that happening, especially when Tom passed behind him to hug both his wife and daughter. "Papa?"
"My little girl!" Tom all but sobbed and Marinette basked in the feeling of her parents' warmth as they stayed in a hug for a while. After a few moments, they stopped the hug, but didn't leave her side. "I am going to be a grandfather!" He turned to Adrien and hoisted him up and before the blonde man could say anything more than 'eep', he was being hugged so tight he could barely breathe. "And you, my boy, tell your father I'll be called papi and he needs to choose another term for himself."
"Oh." It was all Adrien could managed to say even when squished like he was at the moment. "Uh… sure?"
"Papa, put him down." Marinette's voice was shaking with emotion, but he was thankful it made Tom put him back on the floor. When he could finally breathe again, he looked at his girlfriend as he was not brave enough to say anything. "Are you really happy, Mama? Papa?"
Sabine put a hand on Marinette's cheek. "We are, honey." The older woman looked over Marinette's shoulder and smiled at Adrien. "It's not exactly the order we'd want things to go, but life doesn't like to go as we plan." Her eyes returned to her daughter. "You two have been together for so long now, love each other and were planning a life together even before this happened. Life is going to be hard from now on, Marinette, Adrien. But I am sure if anyone can do it, is the two of you."
"Thank you, Mama." Marinette pulled her mother to a hug that time. "I am so glad."
"How far along are you?" Sabine asked, putting a hand over Marinette's stomach and she gasped when she felt the bump there. "That's why you've been wearing those different clothes?"
"Yes." Marinette's laugh was watery as she was clearly very emotional. "Just turned thirteen weeks."
Finally able to do something, Adrien reached Marinette's purse and took the latest sonogram from inside. "Here, we saw the doctor yesterday and she printed this for us." That one was much better to identify their child, the silhouette was easier to make it out: the head and the small belly. That time, Adrien asked for the doctor for two copies so Mariette couldn't have it all for herself.
Sabine took the sonogram and Tom went by his wife side and both of them gaped at the image. "Look at that." Tom whispered and then laughed. "Oh, Sabine, look at that!"
Adrien reached for Marinette, putting an arm around her waist, his hand resting on the swell of her stomach and the blunette leaned on him while they watched her parents coo over the sonogram.
"Come here, sweetheart." Sabine opened her arms to her daughter and when she stepped into it, the older Cheng started to chat. "How have you been feeling? Is that why you haven't been eating in the mornings? Have you been getting sick? What are you going to do about Ladybug?"
"You what?" Adrien said, surprised. "You said you have been eating properly!"
Marinette looked between her boyfriend and her mother. "I have. I am not throwing up, but I get nauseated, especially during the mornings so, I don't eat." She saw Adrien, her mother and her father look at her in horror so she was fast in adding: "But I do eat more than necessary at lunch. I am not overlooking my meals, guys, just breakfast."
For the rest of the night, she received an earful from the three of them about how she should feed and rest. It was a wonderful night.
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A couple of days after that, Marinette was in bed at Adrien's apartment, she was transformed as Ladybug, holding her yo-yo just in case Chat needed to speak to her. A couple of hours after he left to patrol, there was a beep coming from the yo-yo and a message saying he was going to be home in a few minutes. Relieved, Marinette changed back to herself.
"Thanks, Tikki." The blunette said to the kwami. "I feel better if I can communicate with him."
"Of course you do." Tikki landed on her shoulder and rubbed her head on Marinette's cheek. "You worry because you are not with him."
"He can be reckless." Marinette huffed and put a hand over her stomach. "Stupid cat."
"Oh, and you have never been reckless, My Lady?" Marinette looked up and, at the bedroom window, Chat Noir was looking at her with that ridiculous handsome smile. "Because I remember you jumping from the Eiffel Tower carelessly a few times."
She rolled her eyes. "Because I knew there was a certain cat there to catch me."
"Furr-ever, My Lady." He got inside but didn't release the transformation, choosing to step close to the bed and sit by her side, facing her. "How is the little kitten behaving tonight?" He put a gloved hand next to hers over her stomach.
"So well I actually think we are having a bug instead of a kitten." Marinette smirked.
"You wound me, Bugaboo." Chat faked hurt. "Are you implying I cause you trouble?"
Marinette snorted. "Implying? I must've said wrong, then."
"Meowch." He said and leaned to give her a peck on the lips, to which she returned. "Patrol was fine tonight, by the way. Stopped two burglars, a robbery and I was just my awesome self as usual."
"Hm. Oh yes, really awesome." She pulled him for another kiss, suddenly feeling very aware how good her boyfriend looked in uniform, her blood boiled and she just wanted to tear that suit away from him (Plagg would have something to say about it if she tried, that's for sure). The blunette pulled him to be on top of her, she opened her legs so his hips rested between them and stopped kissing his lips just to start a trail down his jaw.
"Marinette?" The blunette Chat asked, confused with the sudden change of mood and she stopped, but the fire in her veins did not. What was happening to her? She just needed him to be with her. Suddenly, all she needed was to have him with her.
"I…" She grabbed his suit, not caring about anything else at the moment. "I really need you. Right now."
That startled him. "What?"
Marinette pulled him down for another kiss and raised her hips, grinding her hips to his. "Release the transformation or we'll make Plagg very annoyed." A flash of green light surrounded them and under Marinette's hands the fabric changed from leather to the soft fabric of his shirt (at the back of her mind she heard Plagg mutter something about disgusting humans, but paid no attention, knowing he would fly away with Tikki). The person on top of her was no longer Chat Noir, but Adrien. She kissed him again and started to pull up his shirt.
"Not that I'm complaining," Adrien said when they had to stop kissing so he could take off his shirt "but what brought this?"
"Pregnancy hormones." Marinette breathed, fumbling with his pants. "You look great in leather. You look great with nothing at all." One of her hands touched his chest and she moaned. "You choose."
"They are all good enough reasons to me." Adrien kissed her and she giggled when she heard him growl.
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"We don't go out enough together." Alya said, putting an arm around Marinette. They had arrived at a restaurant a few minutes before and were showed to their tables. Alya's hair was shorter and a bit lighter than it was when they were in school, the glasses, though, were almost the same.
"You are an all-mighty journalist now, Alya." Marinette chuckled. "It's hard to make our schedules match."
"Just an intern yet, Marinette." The brown-skinned woman said. "Which is even worse because my schedule is crazy."
"She almost doesn't have time for me, Marinette." Nino groaned. "And we live together." He had traded the cap he worn at school for a beanie, his slightly longer hair appearing from under it.
"Oh, shush. You get plenty." Alya rolled her eyes then she narrowed them. "And this goatee has to go."
"Now that I don't look like a teenager trying to grow a beard for the first time? Hell no. And you know you love it." Nino winked at his girlfriend and then turned to Adrien, slapping the blonde man on the back. "I can totally pull this off, can't I?"
Adrien looked at his friend for a moment. "It's less awful than it was before, I give you that."
"Don't you listen to them, Nino." Marinette smirked. "You look dashing."
"See, babe?" Nino said to Alya. "Totally pulling off."
"Now he'll be insufferable, thanks." Alya groaned. "But let's change subjects to something other than the travesty on Nino's face. How are things at work, Marinette?" She glanced at Adrien. "Not gonna ask you, pretty boy, because I see your face everywhere in Paris so I assume you are doing well." She winked at him and Adrien chuckled. "What about that promotion?"
"I don't want to jinx anything, but I might get it." Marinette answered, excited. "I learned a lot being an intern, don't get me wrong, but I want to be more. I'll graduate in a couple of months and it will be good to have a solid job with more payment. Especially now." She said, smoothly.
Of course Alya didn't let that go. "What do you mean 'especially now'?"
"We are moving in together." Adrien told their friends. "Finally." He looked pointedly at Marinette who just ignored him.
"That's fantastic news!" Alya was clearly excited and she pulled her friend for a hug. "I can't believe you two are finally moving on!"
"About time, bro." Nino fist bumped Adrien. "Congrats."
"Thanks." Adrien's smile was contagious. "But we have even more news."
"Oh?" Alya's eyebrows shot up when the blonde man grabbed the bag he had brought with him and took two gifts from inside. He gave the yellow one to her and the green to Nino. "What's this?"
"I would never forgive myself if we'd told you this without making it great." Adrien was positively buzzing with excitement and Marinette just chuckled and put a hand over her stomach stealthily. "Open up, come on."
Confused, the couple opened the gifts. Nino was done first and frowned with what he received. "A black onesie? What is-" He stopped talking once he saw what was written on it, finally making the connection. "Oh. My. God! You just made the best pun in the world to make me know about this!" Nino grabbed Adrien by the shoulder and hugged his friend – it was not the best angle, but they didn't care about it much. "Are you sure?"
"You are my best friend, of course I'm sure." Adrien patted Nino's back.
"What in the world-?" Alya had stopped to unwrap her gift to watch her boyfriend's reaction and turned out to be more confused than ever.
"Go ahead." Marinette said, gently, and Alya finally unwrapped her gift. The onesie she took out was white and had printed in pink 'Best friend promoted to godmother'. For the first time since she had found out about Ladybug and Chat Noir, Alya was clearly stunned.
"You-" Alya looked to Marinette and lowered her gaze to where the blunette had her hand over her stomach. "You are pregnant." She finally breathed out and Marinette's small smile was confirmation enough. "You… Oh my god!" Alya actually got up and pulled her friend with her to hug her so hard Marinette almost stopped breathing, and neither cared most of the people in the restaurant stopped to look at their little scene. "You are having a baby!"
"I am." Marinette laughed.
Alya put her hands on Marinette's shoulders and pushed her away just enough to look at her face. "Girl, you want to give me a heart attack with that cute onesie! So, so, so cute!"
"I take it you are happy for us?"
"Hell yeah!" Alya said. "I have been waiting for years for your babies! I invested a lot in this relationship."
"Silly me, thinking it was about Adrien and me." Marinette rolled her eyes.
Alya laughed. "Very silly indeed. I've been in this mission for ten years, I deserve this godchild!"
"Did you promise our first-born to Alya if we ever ended up together, Mari? Like a deal with the devil?" Adrien laughed.
The blunette giggled. "Apparently, I did."
"Babe, look!" Nino was still over the moon with the news and was showing the black onesie where it was written: 'The Godchild' with the same font as the famous movie, next to it was an image of headphones. "I'm going to be The Godfather. Do you have any ideas in how many levels these woks?"
"I knew you'd get the pun." Adrien laughed.
"Bro, you know I got you!"
The girls finally returned to their seats and Alya asked to feel Marinette's stomach and she was excited to notice the bump there. "That's why we haven't seen LB around." Alya concluded. "I just thought it was because it was getting colder. Makes more sense now." She let go of her friend's stomach. "When do you due?"
"May." Marinette said and then groaned. "I just know being pregnant during winter will be awful, I'll get even more tired than I usually do."
"You should take an earlier pregnancy leave, then." Adrien said, worried.
"And get behind the competition? Hell no." Marinette shook her head and Adrien could recognize the determination in her eyes, just as when she was Ladybug. "I'll work until this baby comes out." Adrien cleared his throat. "Or when I am legally obliged to do so." He cleared his throat again, harder. "Or if my doctor says so."
Alya raised an eyebrow at Adrien, who shrugged. "I need to remind her she's not invincible."
"Good." Alya nodded her approval and returned her attention back to Marinette. "I am going to give you a very long speech about protection later, young lady." She stopped and then looked to her boyfriend thoughtfully. "And we are so going back to condoms until I get my shot next week."
"Aw, man." Nino complained.
"Not taking any chances." Alya shrugged. "I am not having a baby until I'm over thirty and doing very well at my job, thank you very much. And you need to focus on your career at the music studio."
"True that." Nino nodded and rested his cheek on his hand, looking adoringly at Alya. "I guess we'll have to enjoy the little guy for a few years before we give the world the awesomeness that will be a mixture of you and me, huh?"
"Absolutely." Alya winked at him.
"I can't decide if this was absolutely disgusting or a bit cute to listen our friends plan their future." Adrien said, arms crossed over his chest.
"Whatever, we just need them to babysit from time to time." Marinette shrugged and Alya slapped her shoulder playfully. "Hey, don't damage the mother of your godchild."
"Shush." Alya smiled and then put an arm around Marinette's shoulders. "I am very happy for you, Marinette. And very excited. You will be a great mother."
"Thank you." The blunette smiled. "And you'll be an even greater godmother."
"Of course I will be." She snorted and then asked, serious. "Godmothers teach the kids how sneak out from their houses to meet up with their friends and lie about it, right?"
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AN: Close enough, Alya!
I hope this was fun enough for you guys. Next chapter we'll move a bit along with them finding an apartment and a progress with the pregnancy, one that will be as fluff as I can make it. HAHA
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