(A/N) Wow… this is the last real chapter… by that I mean the last official chapter of this story is going to be an epilogue. But dang… it's really coming to the end, isn't it? Not gonna lie, it's gonna feel extremely weird after next week.

Enough of the depressing stuff, let's get to the chapter. This chapter is rated T for all you sinners ;)

*boop*

No matter the number of times he did it, Adrien always was nervous when his father called him into his home office. Even though their relationship was much better then it had been in years, there always was that unavoidable nervousness that was associated with this. In the past, it had always been some sort of news or decision that ended in an argument between father and son. So, in reality, the anxiety he always felt had been in good reason.

As he stood in front of the door leading to the office, Adrien couldn't help but fidget, before finally knocking on the door. It was only a few brief seconds before he was let in to stand before his father.

Gabriel didn't look up initially, he was immersed in what appeared to be a design, something Adrien wasn't surprised to see. Only when he was satisfied was when he acknowledged his son's presence.

"Ah yes Adrien, perfect timing, there is an interesting matter I need to discuss with you. Please sit down and we can begin."

Adrien couldn't help but feel unsure about what his father needed to 'discuss' with him. He couldn't help how stiffly he sat down, eyes unmoving from his father. Gabriel gave a curt nod before wordlessly handing him as small stack of papers that had been lying on the desk. Confused, Adrien began to leaf through each page, only to gape at his father when he realized what they were. It was clear that Gabriel was trying to suppress a smile as he spoke again.

"You can thank Nathalie later for doing all of the research, but I decided it would be best for you to choose one for yourself." He paused briefly, a flash of guilt appeared on his face before he continued, "It is clear keeping you under this roof for all of these years may have not been the best idea, and I am grateful we were able to resolve issues over the last few weeks. But I believe that it is very overdue that you live on your own."

Adrien almost couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had been asking to move out for who knows how many years, and his father was finally in agreement. Not only that, he had actively helped in the process, even if Nathalie did the research. After the tenth or so thank you had come from him, he left the room excitedly, making his way to his own room.

He honestly couldn't wait to get started, he studied each option in great detail. These weren't the only ones he could choose from, but he might as well go over them so Nathalie's work wouldn't be in vain. Only a few hours later was when he decided to take a break and just relax for a bit. He spun around in his desk chair for a moment before he noticed on of the drawers to his desk being slightly opened. His mind went back to the last time he had used his computer, he had been in a rush and had grabbed something from that specific drawer. By the looks of things, he hadn't closed it all the way. Curiosity took over as he opened it fully and began to look through its contents. It was full of random items he had just thrown in over the years and it was fun to reminisce over certain things. Reaching the bottom, he pulled out a worn out piece of paper. As he flipped it over he froze as he saw what was on the other side. Within seconds an idea came to him and he was soon heading back to his father's office.

...

To say Marinette was surprised to see a unmarked clothes bag on her desk as she arrived at work would be an understatement. She smiled as she read the note attached that quickly revealed who had left it. The instructions were simple, she was to wear this dress tonight and Adrien would meet her at a restaurant to celebrate something... the note didn't say what they were celebrating, but it must be something big enough for Adrien to do something like this. As she unzipped the bag, she couldn't help but gasp quietly as she took in the contents that lay inside, but for some reason, it felt strangely familiar to her.

...

Adrien's leg bounced nervously as he waited for Marinette to arrive. He had chosen a restaurant that wasn't too fancy, but still nicer in comparison to other places. He had shown up early enough that the wait was slowly became agonizing. Honestly, Adrien didn't know why he was so nervous right now, he had gone on a few dates already with Marinette, yet the nerves were still very present at the moment.

He heard Marinette before he saw her, her voice all too familiar as she thanked the host who brought her back, and as he saw her, he willingly let his jaw drop in awe.

The dress fit her perfectly, hugging her body just the right amount in the right places. The red cocktail dress ended mid-thigh and bore a sweetheart neckline. The black polka dots that were strewn throughout it only made the red color pop out more than it normally did. He made a mental note to deeply thank his fathers team that had brought the design to life as perfectly as they did, especially since he now knew how good she's looked in red. She had left her hair down, only making her appearance even more stunning as it framed her face the right amount. Her makeup was simple enough to let her true beauty shine through, though at the same time perfectly matched the tone of the rest of her apparel.

Adrien swallowed before standing up abruptly to pull out her chair. As he sat back down he couldn't stop the lovestruck smile spread across his face. That seemed enough to cause Marinette to blush. She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Adrien.

"Before you ask, I hope this looks familiar." He reached into his pocket and handed her the folded up paper. Marinette unfolded it and began to study the drawing in front of her. Recognition was obvious in her eyes as a smile slowly began to grow on her face.

"You really did keep it after all these years." She carefully wiped her eyes before looking back up at Adrien, a playful smile on her face. "So is this the subject you wished to celebrate?"

He quickly disproved her guess, explaining the conversation he had had a few days ago with his father which had in turn led to him finding the old design. As he had been explaining, the waiter had arrived and took their orders, leaving quickly so Adrien could continue. They were indulged in a different conversation as their food arrived.

...

Adrien took the opportunity to give Marinette a ride home, and wasn't at all surprised when she invited him up. He tried to make himself comfortable on the couch as she got them both something to drink. As she made her way over and set the drinks down, out of nowhere he stood up and spun her around the room, humming a random tune and causing her to laugh. They slowed as the made their return to the couch. He stared down at her with a spellbound look, only to receive a similar one from her. They slowly sat down as their lips met.

Their lips melded together before rapidly increasing in pace. Something stirred between them as their bodies came closer. Lips pressing together harder and harder while their hands began to roam. Marinette's landed in his hair while his own moved up and down her back. In one of their more passionate kisses, Adrien took the courage to swipe his tongue across her lips, asking rather than demanding. She obliged his request, and very soon he was exploring her mouth. The small noise she made when he did only caused him to press his lips harder to hers. They continue like this for awhile before Adrien decides to be bold again. He brushes her hair behind an ear and out of the way before slowly kissing his way down her neck. Her gasps and sighs were music to his ears as he journeyed down and back up. Her fingers were clutched in his hair, trying to get a firm grip. When he came back to her lips, it was like he had flipped a switch with how passionately she responded to him.

They don't know how much time has passed as they pulled away to breathe. Whether is was minutes or hours, neither seemed to care as they held each other. Marinette had rested her head on his shoulder as they both took deep breaths. They stayed like that for awhile, simply happy in the position they were in now. As they sat there, they knew from this moment on, whatever they did they would do together.

*boop*

And there we go, hope you sinners are happy XD

I will say for future reference, that's about as far as I will go in that area in any and all my stories. So, don't expect any *le sexy time* from me... ever...

I'll save all the final things for the last chapter, author notes may be just a little longer as a warning.

On a happier note, we should be getting Season 2 on Netflix in the US very soon. Though I wish they'd just give us an actual date already.

Well readers, until next week!

Lots of Love to you all!

~Imperial