Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday dear *inserts name you have to guess but I doubt you'll ever find out*! Happy Birthday to me!
That's right! It's my birthday! And what better way to celebrate it than with a mushy-gushy romantic prompt that I like to think I'm very proficient in.

Enjoy!

"Close your eyes, Princess," Chat commanded just before they landed. She nodded and proceeded to close her eyes, giving him her full trust to make sure she didn't run smack-dab into any poles like a comical doofus. The hero gently took her hand, the coolness of her leather gloves sending pleasant shivers up her spine. "Not that far now."

He gently pulled her forward and she followed. Because Marinette didn't have her eyes open, essentially making her blind to her surroundings, her other senses became just a tad sharper. She heard the footfalls of their steps. They didn't sound heavy, so it wasn't wood or concrete they were stepping on; carpet perhaps? The slight chill that hit her cheeks didn't feel like a natural breeze, so they must be somewhere indoors, and with air conditioning. She heard the sound of heavy doors creak open and a large echo when they closed. She could feel the descending slope they traveled down. Finally, Chat put both hands on her shoulders and stopped her, so she stayed in position.

"Okay," Chat said, "open."

When her bluebell eyes opened, Marinette's first reaction was to gasp. She took in her surroundings, in awe of the scenery. It was definitely a concert hall. It wasn't just any standardized concert hall; no sir. It gave off the "only mega rich people come here to snootily sip champagne and listen to super famous classical performers" vibe. The large columns had a Roman architectural style to them, as did the walls. The seats were red velvet and looked very plush. She was almost afraid to lay her hand on them. Moonlight filtered in from grand skylight overheard, intricate designs etched into the glass. Chat had stopped her just a few feet away from the main stage, which was beautifully polished. Atop the stage was a grand piano, sleek and newly cleaned.

"Adrien…" the pigtailed girl whispered softly, watching her model boyfriend still in his transformation elegantly sit down at the grand piano and lift up the lid.

He patted the spot next to him, his belt tail swishing behind him. Marinette could only nod and move around to find the steps, ascending them and sitting next to her chaton.

"Why do you still have your transformation up?" she asked curiously. "It's just the two of us here, right?"

"Y-yeah, well," he started, sheepishly scratching his cheek, a blush rising up his neck. "I, uh, thought this was appropriate. We started off this relationship while these sides of ourselves. So I thought I should show you how much I love you, as both sides of myself, in the same way it all began."

Okay, now. Now Marinette wanted to cry. Never in her wildest dreams had a boy ever thought to go to amazing lengths to show their admiration and affection for her. Heck, she never even had a boyfriend until now. She knew she daydreamed about it, but deep inside she always had a feeling she dreams were just delusions. She fantasized about Adrien for the longest time, planning their wedding and family life, even planning every last date she wanted to go on with him. But here he was, Adrien Agreste himself, telling him he loved her and considering the very beginning of their relationship when planning their day together. It felt like a dream come true.

The sound of a few keys being played broke her out of her thoughts and looked at Chat, who was smiling affectionately at her. "I wanted to play you a little something," he said, "My English is a little rusty, but I've been practicing." He took a deep breath and let the music flow.

Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this
One step closer

Marinette's eyes widened as she heard the lyrics. She knew this song. She's heard only a handful of times, but the emotions in the lyrics always helped her remember. Gathering herself, she opened her mouth and sang with him.

I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

The two opened their eyes and Chat looked at Marinette with a serene smile. She smiled back at him, her bluebell eyes displaying all the warmth and affection she held for her boyfriend. The blunette scooted closer, their shoulders touching. She snuggled up to him, and he put an arm around her shoulder. They leaned in, meeting halfway as their lips touched. Chat wrapped his arms around her waist and she slid her hands up to his shoulders. When they pulled back, their foreheads touched, eyes swimming with love as they gazed at one another.

"I really like kissing you," Marinette whispered.

Well, I'm dead now. Adrien's brain short-circuited at that moment, his cat-like eyes going wide as saucers. Now on autopilot, Chat leaned down and kissed her passionately. She returned the kiss in less than an instant. Her fingers reached up and tangled themselves in his blonde locks. They stayed in each other's arms, kissing the moments away. Neither was willing to break apart and just stay in their own little world forever. Unfortunately, they needed a little something called oxygen. They broke apart panting heavily.

"I have one more song to play for you," Chat announced, turning back to the piano.

Marinette smiled happily and leaned her head on his shoulder. He smiled softly back and turned his attention back to the piano. His gloved fingers moved across the keys and the pigtailed girl felt the melody of this song was extremely familiar, but she couldn't place it just yet. So she settled in and decided to just listen for this song.

Wise men say only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Oh, shall I stay? Would it be a sin?
Oh, if I can't help falling in love with you

The blunette closed her eyes and nuzzled Chat's leather-clad shoulder, recognizing the song instantly. She was a little embarrassed to admit that she often sung this while thinking of Adrien within the first year of knowing him.

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes, some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you
Oh, for I can't help falling in love with you

"Beautiful," Marinette complimented, the music making her heart pound.

"You sure are," Chat replied, causing Marinette to gasp and blush. He chuckled in return, kissed her forehead, and went back to playing with no particular songs in mind. It was just the two of them, surrounded by gorgeous melodies.

There you go! I was going to post this at night, but I might as well post it now and enjoy the rest of my birthday! And before you ask, I'm not tell you my age. Just know that I've been the legal age to vote for quite a while.

Songs Used
A Thousand Years Part 2 by Christina Perri and Steve Kazee
Can't Help Falling in Love with You by Haley Reinhart

Anyway, have a splendid day!