the Frozer trailer has turned everything in my world upside down, so i returned to these ice skating fools. straight fluff, set before the original epilogue.

thanks again for the love, fam

xoxo moonbaby

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"I have - something - for you!" Marinette said between kisses, giggling as Adrien smothered her with affection in the foyer. He'd just come home from the gym, and she'd leapt into his arms before he'd even put his bag down.

"For me?" he murmured, kissing down her neck, "right now?"

Marinette laughed and tried to extract herself. "Not that, you mangy cat," she squealed. "Let me go!"

With another smooch, Adrien released her and hung up his coat, revealing comfy joggers and a soft long sleeve shirt. He took off his running shoes and tucked them away in their cubby.

Marinette was fidgeting and bubbly, impatient and excited in a way she usually got about skating. They'd won the Grand Prix just a few weeks ago, though, and after the press swell was over, they'd spent all of their free time settling into their new townhouse.

Adrien was happier than he'd ever been, coming home to her, cooking together, picking out furniture, and cuddling on the couch after dinner.

"Come, chaton, sit down," Marinette grabbed his hand and pulled him to the living room.

"Impatient, aren't we, m'lady," Adrien smiled, curious and teasing.

"Why yes I am, kitty, so if you'll just sit down, I'll go…" and she disappeared into her studio for a moment, coming back with a small, gift-wrapped box.

"Is it a special occasion?" he asked, sitting down in an armchair. Marinette handed him the box and perched on the ottoman facing him, her face bright pink with feeling.

"Why don't you just open it?" she huffed, and he smirked at her fluster. He hadn't seen his wife this full of nervous excitement in a long time.

Adrien slowly untied the ribbon and cut the tape with a fingernail, unwrapping the paper with a precision that was clearly making Marinette crazy, her hands bunching at the leggings on her knees.

"You didn't get me another original Ladybug action figure, did you?" he joked, "Because I —"

The words died on his lips.

Inside the box was a pair of the tiniest skates he'd ever seen, bright white leather with shining blades, nestled in tissue paper.

His Chat brain started another joke automatically (these are much too small for me, my Lady), but then something clicked and he looked up at Marinette as his heart stuck in his throat and swelled to twice it's normal size.

"M-Mari, you're- we—?"

He looked down at the skates again, and then back at her. She nodded, her eyes bright with emotion.

With a whoop, Adrien tossed the box aside and stood, scooping her up into his arms and twirling around. She laughed out loud, her big, joyous laugh, and Adrien's throat swelled as the news crashed down on him. He put her down but held on tight, and Marinette clung to him as his shoulders began to shake. Adrien sobbed into her neck, completely overcome with feeling.

Marinette chuckled and held on as he quieted, her own cheeks wet with tears, too. "You big softy cat," she crooned.

After a long hug, Adrien finally loosened his grip and raised his tear stained face, smiling and sniffling. Marinette swiped at his cheeks with her sleeve, and then kissed him, hard.

After a long moment, she pulled away and they looked at each other, blue eyes into green, as a swell of love washed over them.

"Say it," blurted Adrien, an earnest grin on his face.

"Say..? Oh!" Marinette giggled, and kissed him again.

"I'm pregnant!"

She smiled, and then saw the smirk on his face. Her eyes went wide in horror.

"Oh no, don't —!"

But he couldn't be stopped.

"Hi, Pregnant," Adrien beamed. "I'm Dad."

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p.s. i feel like this is the most adrien thing that could ever happen