Hiiiiiii. In this story, I guess you could call it an AU because there is no Luka or Kagami. Also, they're sophomores in high school now, so they have the teenage life of seventeen-year-olds. I haven't watched season 3 so nothing from there is referenced. Marinette can actually make sentences around Adrien. Adrien finds out that he loves Marinette. Alya and Nino are angels and Chloe's a bitch at first and Lila is just a Bitch. Enjoy!

8:34, Marinette's room.

Marinette's eyes fluttered as she rose from her wonderful slumber. It was a Saturday and she had nothing to do. She looked at her upper window to see golden sun rays shooting down at her, making her eyes literally glow. She heard a swish in front of her. She sat up on her bed to see Tikki flying around the room with a big smile on her (there?) face. She was humming the tune that Marinette would hum whenever she was really happy.

"You're in a good mood Tikki,"

"Ya, I am! I get to meet up with Plag today!"

"I thought that Plag got on your nerves"

"He does, but that doesn't mean I don't like him,"

Marinette gave Tikki a soft smile, she was happy that she found someone special, even if they were just friends (Or was there something more? Mari didn't know). She just wished that one day someone would love her as if she was special. She shook her head to erase those thoughts. Of course, people thought she was special! There were Alya and Nino, all her friends at school, and of course Adrien and Chat. She stretched her toned arms into the cool air and got on her hands and knees to get out of her bed. As she went down her ladder, she asked Tikki

"So when are you going to see Plagg?"

"Well, I was actually going to surprise him. If I could go now, would that be ok with you?"

"Tikki, you don't need permission, just tell me your heading out,"

"Thanks, Marinette! You're the best,"

Tikki hugged Marinette's check, making it feel warm and fuzzy, only for the contact to be broken when she flew through the wall, making Marinette sigh. It's not that she didn't want to see Tikki happy, but she would get lonely today. She went over to her closet and scanned the sweaters. She recalled it would be about ten to eighteen celsius (50-60 f), so she would wear a light sweater. Her eyes landed on a lavender sweater. It was simple and it went just before her hips, but she felt that it would be appropriate for the weather. She took her hair ties, and decided to put her hair into two buns for a change, leaving some strands down to frame her face. She then picked out some dark denim jeans. After changing, she looked at her desk and saw her pink sketchbook lying on her cold table. She gracefully picked it up and traced her fingers over the sem. It was true that she hadn't sketched in a while. That wasn't her fault though, right? She had responsibilities. She had to be Ladybug, she had school, the bakery, and keeping her identity a secret. Ok, maybe she didn't have that much to do. She didn't really have to work at the bakery and school wasn't THAT hard. Today would be a good day to sketch something. She had to keep up her drawing skills and it was a free day, so she saw no reason why not to draw something for the day. She smiled as she took the pink lemonade colored journal and held it close to her chest as she trotted to get out of the house.

8:34, Adrien's room.

Adrien rendered his now smaller room. He remembered the day he requesting for a normal-sized room. He wanted a room about the size of Marinette's, because of its homey feel and coziness. He shook his head for thinking about his friend for the third time that day. He didn't understand it, but over the years, he started to think of her more often. Maybe it was because of her sweet smile, or the way she was always so kind to people. She stopped studdering around him, and though it wasn't like they were as close as her and Alya, he could say that they were now better friends. He flopped down on his bed and moaned.

"What's up with you?"

Adrien just groaned at Plagg's tone.

"I'm just distracted,"

"Maybe eat some Camembert. That always takes my mind off things."

Said Kwami gulped down a piece of cheese without even chewing.

"Cheese isn't the answer to everything Plagg."

'Yes it is"

"No, it isn't"

"Is too,"

"Is not"

"Is too!"

"Is no-,"

"Don't tell me you're talking about cheese."

Adrien's eyes widened. Had someone caught his talking to Plagg? Did they even know what Plagg was? The two men (Yes. If Plagg is over a thousand years old, he gets to be a man) looked up to where the voice was coming from. Plagg's eye's softened at the sight while Adrien was just confused.

"Shugarcube! What are you doing here?"

"I thought I would surprise you. It's been a couple of years since we've seen each other,"

"It hasn't been that long though,"

"Ya well I missed you and the other Kwami's"

"Couldn't you just visit Trixx or Pollen?"

"I've already seen them through dummy,"

"I'm sorry, Who are you?"

The two Kwami's turned their attention to the confused man who sat on the bed. Tikki giggled and glided in the air towards Adrien. She stopped just before his nose and he leaned back in shock from how close the creature was. Was this thing a Kwami?

"Hi! I'm Tikki, Ladybugs Kwami. It's a pleasure to meet you, Adrien."

Said Kwami held out her small arm and Adrien looked down at it before hesitantly shaking it. He always thought that all Kwami's were as sassy as Plagg, but he didn't expect Lady- Tikki to be so polite. After seeing that she wouldn't do anything misgivings, he gave her a warm smile.

"The pleasure's all mine Tikki,"

He gave her a bow as if he were about to dance. He heard the Kwami giggle before flying back over to Plagg and saying.

"I see you've influenced him with your flirtatious personality,"

"No way. Plagg? Flirtatious?"

Plagg just folded his arms.

"No. He's just like that. He's a boring human because he doesn't like Camembert."

"Of course you had to bring cheese into the conversation."

Moped Tikki as she facepalmed. Adrien chuckled at her action and wondered if they were more than friends. He wondered if he and Marinette could be more than- Stop it, Adrien! Before he had the chance to ask the two, the door to his bedroom creaked. The Kwami's flew over to Adrien's bed and fazed through the soft covers. Adrien turned to the opening door to see Nathalie standing there.

"Are you ready?"

It was then that Adrien remembered he had a photoshoot, and that's why he came into the room.

"Oh, ya, I'll be there in a minute"

With a nod of her head, she closed the solid door and the two Kwami's came out from under the bed giggling. Adrien just sighed at the two before walking towards his bed to grab his bag that he would need for photoshoots. He turned to his door to meet Nathalie at the front. The only Message he left behind was,

"Don't get caught,"

9:01, the park, Marinette.

Marinette sat down on the wooden bench and took out her ear-phones. She put them in her eardrums and scrolled through her playlists. She decided to pick a random one on, and the song "Sẽnorita" came on.

She looked around the park for any inspiration and her eye's caught on a white tent in the distance. She squinted her eyes to look at a moving figure in a red polo shirt and blonde hair. Adrien? As the figure came into vision, she was sure that it was him. She snickered as she saw him smile at a camera. When the cameraman finished taking a couple of the picture. Adrien sat up and looked in her direction. She froze. Did he not know who she was, did he catch her staring. She was about to freak out, but Adrien just gave her a warm smile that made butterflies turn in her stomach. She gave him a nervous smile and a little wave before it hit her.

She could make a dress off of Adrien's personality! Or how people felt around him is what she meant. He made people feel elegant and formal because of his famousness, but yet you still felt like you could be casual and yourself around him because of how calm and chill he was. She started a lovely sketch in her notebook, chewing on her pen here and there, looking around for a bit for anything to help her. When she was done, she held it up to her face and gave a wide-eyed smile.

She made a formal, casual dress. It had shoulderless, see-through, sleeves, with an upside-down v-cut and two strings going around the neck and down the back. There was a slight cut in the middle, exposing a bit of the chest, but ending right before the skirt, which was a bit puffed out and ended at the knees. It was a sepia tan color that made her feel warm.

(to find the dress image, type in "design a beautiful dress, pencil sketch", and click the first image that pops up,") She looked at the time. 9:54. She had been there for about an hour. Maybe she should walk around Paris for a bit, go to the river or Eiffel Tower. As she was about to get up, her favorite song came on. Symphony, by Clean Bandit. She smiled to herself and stood up, maybe she'd stay in the park area for a bit. She begins whisper-singing the words to herself as she began skipping in the park.

"I've been hearing symphonies, Before all I heard was silence. A rhapsody for you and me, and every melody is timeless"

She began twirling in her steps and she couldn't stop herself from dancing a little. That's the reason she didn't notice that man walking towards her.

Adrien

On his break, Adrien decided to go over and talk to Marinette, since he couldn't get her out of his head, and because she was a friend. As he walked closer, he saw her get up and have some pep in her step. As he walked, he could see her start to spin, before she disappeared behind the statue. He smiled. Not a fake one that he would use with his modeling. Not a smile he would use when girls would ogle over him. A smile that was reserved for his friends was real, sure. But this smile was one that told people that he was madly in love without him even knowing it. He heard her soft voice coming closer to the other end of the corner, and he just waited to see if she stopped before hitting him. Though of course, she didn't see him and bumped right into his chest.

No one's POV.

Marinette felt the broadness of a man's chest, as she bumped into him and placed her slender hands on his chest to keep her balance. She could feel his abdomen through his ruby red polo-shirt. She felt a blush of embarrassment creep up on her cheeks, as she pulled back and looked to the ground, not to show her rough colored checks. She began to stammer an apology.

"Um...I'm s-so sorry. I-I didn't see yo-"

Adrien just laughed at her cuteness. She looked up at the man, recognizing his voice. She has never heard him laugh, minus the time they first meet. Marinette just pouted at him for making her embarrassed. The two didn't notice the photographer snaps some pictures of the two.

"Adrien! I thought I ran into a stranger!"

He just continued to laugh at her. She put a hand on her hip and glared at him as his laughter died down, but not going away as he said,

"You...you should have...seen your face!"

She swatted his chest playfully and he flinched in humor, "desperately" trying to stop her from hitting him. After his laughter died down, he saw her giggle a little before looking back up at him and smiled. She was now about as tall as his middle chest, but that was because he was like 6'0 feet now. He has a shorter haircut now, the sides are shorter and fluffy on top. He was now much more toned and more defined cheekbones. In simple terms, he looked older. While Marinette had longer hair and an older face, she hadn't grown much taller, and while she couldn't say her chest and behind wasn't bigger, she couldn't say she was...defined.

"So, how's the photo shot going?"

"It's been boring until you showed up that is."

A small blush tinted Marinette's cheeks. She pushed back a strand of hair behind her ear and moved her eyes to look to the left side of the ground, as she gave a shy smile. Adrien just gave a toothy grin and rubbed the back of his neck. He couldn't shake the warm feeling in his chest at her little smile. He looked down at her hands to see her cradling her notebook.

"You doing some designs?"

He asked curiously, unconsciously leaning in to get a better look at her notebook. She looked back at him and gave a wide grin and said,

"Ya! I haven't designed in a while so I thought today would be a good day since I'm free. It's ironic that you were here too, so I'm not as lonely,"

"Can I see it?"

"W-what?"

He raised an eyebrow at her stutter,

"...Can I see your design..?"

"Oh! Um..it's not that good, besides it's only a sketch,"

That was a lie. She had spent about twenty minutes getting inspiration and sketching, and about forty minutes making and coloring the final product. She was just scared he would criticize her work. But why would he do that!?! He's WAY too nice to say something rude about it, but he probably won't like it because…

"Come on Marinette, I don't care if it's a sketch, I'm sure it's good."

She slouched in defeat and put her head down.

"Fine.."

She put the book out to him with one hand, and she lifted her head, shoulders still slouched. He gratefully took the book and scanned through the pages. He finally found the latest entry and he lifted his eyebrows in aw. The way the sleeves puffed out and were see-through. The little split in the middle and the color was so elegant but yet summer casual. He looked at the top of the page and saw his name in beautiful cursive letters. Adrien Agreste.

"Why is my name in the corner Mari?"

He saw her stiffen in the corner of his brilliant green eyes.

"Um...because you were my inspiration…"

He looked up from the page and saw her twiddling with her fingers, avoiding all eye contact with him. He smiled reassuringly.

"I think that's sweet,"

She looked up at him to a heart-stopping smile on his face. She smiled sweetly at him, and the two stayed like that looking at each other for longer than necessary. When this little gesture was finished, the two proceeded to walk around the park for a bit and provide each other with small talk about the weather and school. After say, ten minutes, the two were met with the stern figure of Nathalie.

"Adrien, your break is over. We are still waiting for Pére to show up to fix the coat, so you will model the other line in the meantime."

Marinette looked between the two as they talked, feeling out of place.

"What if Peere doesn't show?"

"Then you will have to model the coat tomorrow,"

"But tomorrow I'm going to hang out with my friends, it's my free day!"

"I'm sorry, but there is nothing I can do,"

Adrien slightly scoffed but sighed in defeat as he just nodded his head. Marinette however, would not let this slide. It was his free day tomorrow, and the class was going to go to the pool, then get ice cream, and then go to Marinette's. He deserved to be there with them.

"Um...is there a problem?"

Nathalie turned her attention to Marinette, and the girl stiffened under her iron gaze, only to relax when she gave her a small smile. She always felt guilty for taking her gift for Adrien and saying it was from Gabrial. She was very fond of the girl.

"Sadly..um.."

"Her name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng, she won a couple of my dads contests, and I modeled some of her clothes,"

"Yes, I remember. Sadly Mrs. Dupain-Chang. Adrien's jacket is a bit too big on him, and the tailor has yet to come and fix it."

Marinette KNEW it was a bad idea to ask, but when was she NOT in some kind of trouble.

"If, he's not here...I can fix it,"

Nathalie raised an eyebrow in confusion. No one has ever asked to alter one of THE Gabriel pieces. Adrien grinned and said,

"Of course! Marinette is amazing at sewing and fixing things! I have faith that she can fix the jacket!"

Nathalie looked between the two and couldn't resist the two. Besides, she had to owe the girl anyways. It was her turn to sigh in defeat.

"All right, right this way,"

The two young adults looked at each other with excitement and delight in their eyes. Marinette quickly follows Nathalie into the white tent, while Adrien trails behind. Nathalie places the fabric in her small palms and she examines the cloth.

"Can you get me a sewing kit, measuring tape, and scissors? Also, would you mind putting this on Adrien?"

Adrien gives her a solid nod and takes the coat from her hands, his warm, soft skin brushing against her pale hand. He puts on the dark brown coat and Marinette sees the problem right away. She circles him as she mumbles to herself.

"The sleeves will need to be cut back by a lot, and seeing the type of style, the bottom will need to be cut off just after his hips. I might need to take a bit of the bulkiness out of the back…"

She continues to ramble, as she touches the coat and folds up places that would need to be smaller. When Nathalie comes back, she gives Marinette takes the measuring tape from her as she sets down the sewing supplies and scissors on a white table. She asks Adrien to take off the coat and he obeys without a word. She raps the tape around his waist and arms and other parts of his torso, making both of them blush. Once she was finished, she walked over to the sewing kit and said,

"If I work fast enough, I'll be able to get it done from thirty minutes to an hour,"

"That would be appreciated, but work efficiently."

Marinette gave her a solid nod, and Nathalie lest the tent, leaving the two teens behind. Adrien turned back to her and had the most delighted expression on.

"You're amazing Marinette. You really didn't have to do this,"

"And let you lose your Sunday? No way! And besides, getting a chance to alter a Gabriel design! Who would let go of a chance like that? I'm not saying that your dad's work isn't good and it needs fixing, I'm just saying that it's every designer's dream to be able to work for your father. His work is amazing and- I'm rambling again,"

She lowered her head in embarrassment, and he chuckled.

"You're the best. I got to get back to work. Thanks again,"

He gave her, as Alya would call it, one of his "sunshine smiles, before running off to find Nathalie. She turned her attention back to the coat and took a deep breath. You can't mess this up. If you do, you will never get a chance to work at Gabriel and Adrien will hate you. No, he could never hate you, he's too kind and sweet and-SHUT UP MARINETTE AND GET TO WORK! She shook her head once more before starting on the jacket. She cut, and sewed, making sure the seams were perfect. She poked her finger here and there, not worrying about it. She got so invested in the work, that she didn't even notice Adrien come in here and there to change, and sometimes he would look over to see how far she was. Once she was done, she held up the piece in front of her, it looked exactly the same, only a bit smaller. She placed it down on the table and then proceeded to walk out of the tent to tell Nathalie she was finished. When she went out, she stopped in the- doorway? Whatever, the entrance and exit and looked around. She saw Adrien switch poses, and Saw Nathalie behind the camera, watching blankly. She nervously went the long way over to the stern woman. Once she was there, Nathalie noticed her right away and smiled. You'd think she'd be serious, but she looked very kind and happy when she smiled, even if they were small. It was the way her face softened, eyebrows turning upwards, and features relaxing.

"I finished it. I left it in the tent."
Nathalie nodded her head and motioned for Marinette to follow. As they entered the tent, she heard the photographer praise Adrien for his modeling skills. She turned her attention back to Nathalie, who had taken the piece of clothing in her hands, and was examining the fine work. It was perfect. She couldn't find a stick out of place, and it looked as though it had never been tampered with.

This girl is very good.

"Tell me Ms. Dupain-Cheng, do you make clothes regularly?"
Marinette froze. Why would the assistant to the Gabriel brand care about her life. But, she wasn't going to be rude and not respond to her,

"More or less. I own a clothing website that my friend helped me make. People can buy my clothes, or ask for custom orders. It isn't the most popular though, but it's a start to my career!"
"I see…"

They stood there in silence, Nathalie looking at the jacket, while Marinette stood there awkwardly.

"Hey. Did you finish the coat?"

"Ya! Are you ready to try it on?"
"Ready as I'll ever be,"

Nathalie handed Adrien the brown leather jacket, and he put it over the black, form-fitting shit he was wearing. It fit him...perfectly. Literally, the jacket itself looked tight enough so it looked sexy on him, but loose enough so it didn't look like he was suffocating.

"I see why you take custom orders Ms. Dupain-Cheng."

Nathalie said, looking at Adrien to see if there was at least one error on it. She found none.

"Damn, I look sexy in this,"

Marinette giggled.

"Ya, you do,"

Adrien looked up and grinned. Marinette caught herself and felt blood rushing to her face.

"I mean, you look good in it ya, I'm not saying that you look sexy so I'm attracted to you I was just saying like...you know-"
She rambled, only to be cut off,

"It's fine Marinette. I'm teasing you. Now, we should probably get out there before

Nathalie gets mad."

Marinette didn't even notice the woman (who did not stay for her rambling) leave. Probably because she kept on rambling (what did I tell you). The two teens (Teens, adults, hero's, etc. I have many names for the children) scrambled out of the tent. Adrien walked over in front of the camera, while, Marinette went behind it and watched him, model. Today was a great day for the young girl. Not only did she spend time with the love of her life, but she also got to alter a Gabriel design. What's next, WORKING for Adrien's father? Ya, like that 'ill, happen.