"No way are you going out into the snow wearing that!" Adrien exclaimed.
"Adrien, love, I'm just pregnant. This isn't much different than when I'm not."
"Yes it is!" Adrien exclaimed, handing Marinette her coat. She frowned at it. "This is two lives going out into the cold!"
"The baby is safe. I promise, chaton. It's big and healthy and warm in my stomach and under several layers of clothing."
"Right...I'm sorry."
Marinette kissed her husband's cheek. "You're too sweet for your own good, kitty."