"Are you sure about that?"
"Of course I am!"
"I mean who knew Adrien Agreste a devilishly handsome delinquent was dating our sweet President?"
"Maybe they're not dating, maybe it's just their code names, I heard they were partners in Ms. Mendeleive's class!"
"See? They're even talking about it!"
"Of course, it's a once in a life time thing that Adrien calls someone a cutesy nickname."
"I heard they were seen in the park yesterday!"
"Like a date?"
"Something like that."
"Have you heard? They went on a date!"
"Who?"
"Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Agreste!"
The murmurs and whispers grew louder as she passed by.
Her face flushed, as she bit her lip.
She was gonna blame that idiot for calling her that.
/flashback/
(First Time)
Adrien strode down the halls and stopped by his appointed locker, coincidentally, a locker next to Marinette.
"Good morning Princess!" He greeted next to her, as he pulled a textbook out, not noticing how Marinette froze and flushed.
A silence surrounded the are as other students stopped and stared astounded at their so called delinquent.
Several of the student's, were gaping widely at him. While other's started murmuring to each other.
After getting the geting right textbook, he closed his locker. Walking away completely oblivious to his surroundings.
As soon as he was out of view, the students now surrounded Marinette.
They bombarded her questions that a flushing Marinette made her more flushed.
"Are you two dating?"
"Did he just call you princess?"
"Is it your codenames or something?"
"How did you manage the bad boy Agreste to call you princess?!"
"ARE YOU TWO DATING?!"
Thankfully, a hand pulled her out of the crowd, and by hand, she meant Alya's hand.
Glaring at the students who dare to approach her.
And thus, she dragged Marinette to class bombarding her with her own questions.
Only for Marinette to answer out blabbing or stuttering.
(Second Time)
During lunch, Alya and Marinette chose a perfect spot for a picnic.
The "Princess Issue" still wasn't ignore. As Marinette promised to tell Alya probably everything.
She could count many coincidences today, but none can beat Adrien and Nino passing by their tree.
Nino was slurping on his soda, Alya taking a bite on her sandwich, until...
"Hey Alya, hello princess," he greeted.
Both teens choke, as Marinette choked on het spit.
Hasn't he notice already?!
/MLB/
(Present)
Adrien remained oblivious to his surroundings and thankfully Nino hadn't intervened.
Who knows what's in his best friend's head?
He seemed happier today, Nino noted. But that still that doesn't change the fact that his best friend suddenly calls his other friend Princess.
He needed answers first, Nino faced his best friend. His confidence lowering as Adrien gave him a questioning look.
By the corner of his eye, he saw Marinette biting on her lip.
"What's the matter Ni-"
*ring*
With a relieved sigh, Nino suddenly stood up.
Adrien still looking at him confused.
"Haha I'll tell you tomorrow, I think someone wants to talk to you! Erm, Alya!" He pointed at Alya, who pointed at herself, mouthing ' Me '. Nino replied by nodding.
Alya got the signal and grabbed her bag, dragging Nino along with her.
Leaving Adrien and Marinette in the half empty classroom.
Adrien motioned Marinette outside the classroom. Wiggling his brows at her.
"Shall we?"
/MLB/
Marinette wasn't entirely sure if she should tell him that he's been calling her Princess. But it had been very long, very awkward school day since he started calling her Princess. At least, that's what she thought it was. Yet here they were now, walking in front of the school steps after school ended, and it was silent, her thoughts still circling if whether she was going to tell him and was it okay for a guy to walk a girl out, outside of school? Perhaps that was what friends did, although, Nino and Alya are friend, wait they have mutual crushes on each other! But what about their so called hangout? Was it plato-
"Hey? Are you alright?" Adrien asked, concerned about her sudden silent and making funny faces. "You're making the funny faces again," he mused with a smirk.
Marinette bit her lip, here it goes! "He-hey Adrien, can I say something?"
"Sure, don't tell me that, I the ever gallant Adrien Agre-"
"Why are you suddenly calling me Princess?"
He choked on his on spit, as a small snicker cam be heard in his messenger bag.
Which he immediately smacks.
Was it even possible for his cheeks to be even more red than Ladybug's own suit? "Pr- Marinette, to-to tell you the truth, I-I hadn't even noticed it," he answered, and he swears on anybody who cared that he didn't even notice it!
"Re-really? You hadn't noticed?" Marimette questioned, her tone sounded like she didn't believe him. "Why call me that now?"
Of course who would believe that idiotic answer. "Erm, I-I think you're a princess." Okay that was true.
Her face was flushed. "Why?"
He rubbed the back of his neck, averting his eyed from her. "Well, you're a kind person and has a lot of friends," his tine then got serious, "and no matter how bad or mean the person is, you'll always help them." His mind raced at what he said. It almost sounded like a confession! He internally hissed. Just end it there! "So-" he coughed "that's it."
Underneath her bangs, Adrien could see her cheeks blushing red. She hung her head through his entire confession? But still, he could still see her cheeks.
"I-I'm flattered Adrien, but can you not call me that?"
What? Did she just say-
"I believe it, but I think it's a bit odd hearing it from you." She looked up at him, with her blue bell eyes that seemed to sparkle. "Actually, m-my friend came called me that first," she admitted, feeling herself getting shy.
He stared at her, eyes wide.
Who else calls her Princess? Chat Noir! His alter ego! Does that mean?
"We had an argument the last time." That's definitely him. "But then again, I kept in mind that he was just trying to...protect me," she said shyly. "I'm still waiting for him to- Wait, I'm boring you out, am I?"
"Er, no but I-I hope we'll stay er friends, after the princess thing." Thank goodness she wasn't mad about him suddenly bringing her home!
She giggled, "We are friend, Adrien." She reminded, "And as friends, I'm here to tell you your limo is here." She pointed over the limo behind him.
He chuckled as he threaded a hand through his hair. "Do you want a ride?"
She shook her head, she would rather just walk on this beautiful day. "Nah, I'm good, besides it's a beautiful day."
He smiled, she was always enthusiastic about little things. "Well, suit yourself, I'll see you tomorrow, Marinette." He waved.
In return she waved back.
He definitely needs to visit a princess today.
/MLB/
Once Adrien reached home, he felt embarrass,giddy and guilty at the same time.
Embarass because he said Princess to Marinette and almost confessed, he felt giddy because she said only one friend is allowed to call her Princess! That means it's only Chat Noir, right? He felt guilty for leaving her and being "protective" - he flushed - he definitely needs to visit Marinette.
His messenger bag opened as Plagg zoomed out, clutching his stomach, cackling. "What an excuse, lover boy!"
He sighed, this is gonna be a long teasing session.
"A-and you told her you called her princess, because of he extreme kindness?"
"I-I didn't say extreme kindness, okay? I just said that to erm, add effect? And how come I-I didn't even notice?"
Plagg snickered, "See? I told you love can make you deaf!" He cackled, "But half of it may be caused by the Fireudien slip! Yes, that's what Tikki said," Plagg added, uncertain of the word.
Adrien perked up, slapping his forehead. "It's called Freudian slip Plagg and that can be the reason too, hey, for once your helpful," he noted.
Plagg puffed his chest proudly, "Of course I am! I'm the one who predicted when you'll be blind and deaf because of love," he added with a dramatic pose.
Adrien grinned, "Yeah an you're helpful for letting me transform, like right now."
"Wait, what-"
"Plagg! Transform Me!"
/MLB/
Chat arrived on Marinette's balcony, a perfect timing since it was sundown and a princess leaning against the railings as the beautiful scenery bestowed in front of her.
He awkwardly sat next to her on the railing and the bouquet of flowers right beside him to keep her from seeing.
He coughed, "Er, so I'm sorry about yesterday and I-I got you some flowers as a-"
She giggled and that giggle turned into snorts.
Making him laugh laugh along.
"Wh-why are we laughing?" He asked after finally calming down.
"Well, it's a first to see Chat Noir be flustered over giving a girl flowers," she admitted, her voice lacing with teasing.
He flushed, "Well, do you forgive me?" He asked yet again.
"Of course, I mean it's one of those rare days that Chat Noir is flustered."
"Shut up, I regret giving you flowers now."
"Aw don't be like that, kitty!"
Their bantering continued along with a few laughs and jokes until Marinette's parents called her in for dinner.
Making Chat realise as he went home.
That maybe love can make him deaf, and maybe blind too as he almost tripped over a chimney.