"I'm so glad Alya thought to get cheesecake instead of regular cake for their wedding." Marinette got herself a fourth—or was it fifth?—slice of the dessert.

"You mean so you could eat it all?"

"For sure. You know it was just for me."

"She labelled it 'Marinette's cheesecake' and left a whole one for the rest of the guests."

"Because there's more people than their family and us here. Besides, I can't help it if I like lemon and I'm her favorite witness."

Adrien rolled his eyes and gently played with the loose hair on her neck. "Are you saying that the way to your heart is with cheesecake?"

"Oh, absolutely. I'm not saying I'd sell my soul or anything for it, but it's still fantastic.

He bit the inside of his cheek and managed a straight face. "You're not soul-ed on the idea?"

Marinette leaned close to his ear and dropped her voice. "Adrien Agreste, I will transform right here and kick your ass. We are in public."

He laughed loudly, gently squeezing her neck. "You gave me no choice, my love."

"Sure I didn't."

"Doesn't really matter. Alya's about to throw her bouquet, and you need to get down there, Mademoiselle Witness." He released his gentle grip on her.

Marinette stuck her tongue out at him and excused herself.

Alya turned around and threw it—practically into Marinette's hands!

"Yes! Now you'll be getting married next!"

Marinette laughed. "Oh, hush, Alya. Adrien hasn't even proposed yet." She grinned and handed the bouquet back to Alya. "But thanks for the thought."

"It's a little more than a thought." Alya gently turned Marinette by her shoulders, and they found Adrien kneeling there.

"Oh my."

Alya whispered. "It was Nino's idea, since he knew Adrien was going to anyway."

"Oh. Oh my."

"Marinette?"

"Yeah?" She looked as though she might fall over. She felt as though she might fall over.

"You are a ray of sunshine in my life. After everything we've been through, I can't imagine living without you, especially since I almost lost you the first time. I love you more than you can imagine, and I hope you're willing to spend the rest of our lives together."

"Oh my gosh."

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng?"

"Yes?" Oh, she was definitely going to fall over.

"Will you marry me?"

"Yes!"

The small crowd around them cheered, and she fell into Adrien, hugging him tightly. He couldn't contain his excitement as he helped her slip the ring on and watched her face as she admired it.

"Adrien, it's beautiful. It's perfect."

"Just like you."

A/N: I didn't mean for this to be a proposal chapter…oh well. They're happy, so I'm happy. For now, anyway. -wwot