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Adrien walked through the park and bathed in the golden sunlight. Soon he found a spot that seemed warmer than the rest; it was at the edge of an ornate white limestone fountain, which was situated in the centerof the park. He sat down on the light-filled ground area and leaned against the decoration.

Day 9

"Wow, I really am a cat," he thought, soaking up the sun.

Adrien looked up at the celestial sphere above. It was surrounded by a soft blue sky. "If only the world could be as sweet and simple as the sun," he muttered.

Hs thought about his trip to the bakery. Everything had been absolutely pawsitively purrfect. Until that blasted impetuous act. That moment of brazen impudence. The second of rash action. The impulsive kiss.

He forced himself to relax. Everything was good. It was a perfect afternoon. He just needed to enjoy the beauty of nature mingled with the Parisian skyline.

A ring sounded on his phone, which he promptly answered.

"Hey Agreste, were you gonna call me?"

"Oh, right! I forgot, I'm sorry Nino," Adrien apologized, though his voice betrayed that his mind was elsewhere.

"It's ok. Alya told me that you got Mari some really expensive sewing stuff or something baboona wool or something?"

"Vicuna wool. And yeah, I thought Marinette would like it."

"Dude, she was raving to Alya about how sweet and thoughtful it was!"

Adrien smiled.

"So you guys are talking again?"

"Yeah, dude. We talked it over and decided that since we would both be coming home soon we could try things again."

"Nice!" Adrien said happily,"wait, when are you two coming back?"

"I'm done with my tour in a couple months and Alya should be looking for a job in two months. But we are gonna talk about your little make out session at the bakery," Nino said confidently.

"Um... what? I... I dunno... I have n-no clue what you're talking about."

"Oh really? Apparently Mari said it was the highlight of her entire life."

Adrien let out a disappointed sigh at the comment.

"What's wrong?!" Nino panicked,"is she a bad kisser? She can't be worse than Chloe"

Adrien's skin crawled as Nino referenced a time a couple years back when Chloe had ambushed her friend with a very passionate kiss... a very wet, slobbery, poorly initiated, passionate kiss.

"No, Mari easily kisses a hundred trillion times better than Chloe... It's just..."

"JUST WHAT?!" Nino demanded, departing from his usual tranquil self.

"Well I was on a crazy amount of caffeine and I had a realisation. I could kiss her and look for fireworks. If I felt electricity or fireworks or whatever I would know I was in love, and if not, then I wasn't..."

"Dude, that's not how love works," Nino informed.

"It's not?"

"Nope. If you could just kiss anyone anytime you weren't sure, everyone would start out a blind date, or any first date with a kiss. Yes, you can feel something magical when you kiss someone you love, but you kinda have to be open to the idea that you already love them, not turn kissing into a science experiment... by the way dude, if it was an experiment it would have sucked. You had no control, you didn't account for confounding variables, you only tested the experiment once, in a very nonsterile environment. Yeah, Adrien love is about love, not facts or logic."

Adrien was silent, lost in thought. So lost that he didn't notice a redhead sneak up behind him, camera in hand.

"Ok, let's try this,"Nino began,"where do you see yourself in five years?"

Adrien snapped back to attention.

"Honestly? In five years I see myself married... to Chloe. No kids. She's a stay hat home wife who throws the most infamous house parties. I'm still modeling, and have become the posterboy for all things 'Gabriel' brand."

Nino laughed jovially,"hahaha you've found your sense of humor again, haven't you?"

Adrien frowned in response.

"Nino, I'm being serious."

The hidden redhead put down her camera and squealed, running off to inform her friend of the supposed good news. Adrien hadn't noticed, he was focused on his conversation.

"Are you kidding me?! That's your dream? To marry Chloe?"

Adrien shook his head, though Nino couldn't see it.

"No, that's just me making the best of a crappy situation. Marinette needs someone who can love her, like truly love her. If I don't, then I won't ruin her life. On the other hand, while Chloe is a good person deep down... like deep deep down, she is shallow. I bet I could spend 50 plus years with her and never let her know that I dont truly love her. Plus let's be honest, she's too much of a kid herself to ever be mature enough to want her own family. As for being stuck modeling for Father, that's just inevitable. It's not my dream. This is just how I see myself coping with the nightmare I call life in five years."

Now it was Nino's turn to sit in silence.

Finally he spoke.

"So... Marinette is so important to you that you would sacrifice your life of hapiness just to try and help her have it in hers? You make out with her in public? And you buy her expensive and thoughtful gifts just to apologize for mistakes? Not to mention that I've heard you regularly tease her, spend every day with her, have been holding hands for the past year or so, and you talk about her with me all the time. Are you are freakin' telling me she's 'just a friend'?"

And like that suddenly it all clicked. Everything Nino had said in this phone call made perfect sense. The pieces fit together.

"Maybe Marinette is lovable. Maybe she could be my everything."