Adrien Dupain-Cheng

Adrien loved Marinette's parents. There was no doubt about it. From making sure he was fed to all the puns he shared with Tom, he had fallen in love with the Dupain-Cheng family.

Especially Marinette.

Which was a problem, because he didn't want to give up on Ladybug.

But he wasn't blind, either. He saw the way all the guys usually looked at Mari, and he didn't want to miss his only chance. If he sat around and waited for Ladybug to love him- and let's face it, she was only ever going to see him as her best friend, her partner in crime fighting- then he might miss out completely on Marinette and then he'd be left with no one.

And really, what did Ladybug have that Marinette didn't? … Ok, besides from the suit and wicked yo-yo.

Nothing. The answer was nothing. In fact, the real question was what did Marinette have that Ladybug didn't?

Sure, she shared the amazing qualities of being brave, strong, beautiful, and quick-witted. But she was also so incredibly sweet, and soft, and giggly, and pink, and, and, and…

And he was pretty sure he was screwed, because once agai he had fallen into best friend territory. And really it was his own fault. When someone came over nearly every day to be practically pampered by the other's parents, they were sure to fall into the bro-zone. And he was in so deep.

He was in so deep, in fact, that when the bell rang and he scrambled to put his name on his test before he turned it in, he didn't even see his mistake.

But apparently Madame Bustier did, because she decided to point it out to him the next day at school.

"Chloe Bourgeois."

"Here."

"Alya Cesaire."

"Here."

"Marinette Dupain-cheng."

"Here, unfortunately."

"Adrien Dupain-Cheng."

Adrien had his hand half in the air and his mouth forming the word 'here' when it finally registered.

"Uh…"

Madame Bustier looked up from her roll call sheet with a smile. "Is something wrong, Mr. Dupain-Cheng?"

He heard Alya and Nino sniggering along with a few others in the glass and felt a blush work it's way out from behind his ears.

"I-I think you got my name mixed up…"

"Oh? But, that's what your test says."

"Wh-What?" He squeaked embarrassingly.

She held up his test, and sure enough, there it was.

He had written Adrien Dupain-Cheng on his frigging French test.

"I can explain."

"It's alright, Adrien. We all know Marinette and you are practically already married. I hadn't realized you were planning on taking her last name, though!" Madame Bustier gave a little laugh as the class roared in laughter. Except for Chloe, obviously.

"I-I-!" Adrien spluttered.

"It's okay, Adrien. You can have my last name if you really want it that bad." Marinette said with a violent giggle, holding her hand up over her mouth.

Adrien groaned outwardly, but on the inside, he was rejoicing. This was a good sign, right?That she wasn't angry, or weirded out at his slip up?

Deciding to push his luck, he said, "But I would so much rather you have my last name."

Marinette's eyes bugged out as she choked on her girlish giggles and her face burned dark red. "Er…."

"Marinette.exe has stopped responding." Alya said,waving a hand in front of her face.

"That's… a good thing, right?" Adrien asked.

"Hurry, slip a ring on her finger while she's already down." Nino said.

"What do you-"

"Adrien, I better receive a wedding invitation from you two." Madame Bustier said warningly before calling order back to her class. Adrien decided that if his teacher had seriously just gotten him Marinette, then of course he was inviting her to the wedding. Hell, he'd make her godmother of all his children, too. It was the least he could do.