Alya had clearly not been expecting her call the previous night, nor did she truly expect Marinette to even think about having an "All I Ask" moment with Adrien, let alone do it. After waiting for her friend to collect her jaw from the floor, she elaborated on the events that led to being 'asked out'. Obviously, Marinette had to omit certain facts and rework others starting from the morning when she went into the room and ending with the ride back to the manor.

There was a myriad of emotions her friend expressed. Especially at the mention of the Akuma attack and their visit to the police station. Alya was clearly a bit irritated that the puzzle she was slowly putting together was now being placed before her on a silver platter.

Talk about anticlimactic. The bespectacled girl had already come to the conclusion that Kagami was in a relationship with both Nathaniel and Marc; what she had been sure about was if either of the boys had known they shared a girl.

Marinette neither confirmed that she was right (it wasn't her business to tell) nor had not bothered to question how her friend came across this information. Over the years, Alya honed her information gathering skills to an almost deadly precision. She may not have been able to find everything on what she searched for, yet it was enough to get a general gist of the situation with scary accuracy. If Hawkmoth hadn't disappeared when he had, there was no doubt in Marinette's mind that the journalist would know exactly who he was.

However, it also meant that she was curious about the contract. She wanted to know exactly what Adrien was getting out of the arrangement that he didn't want to be revealed in front of Marinette. The bluenette brushed that fact off as inconsequential. If he chose not to tell her, she had to accept that. He wasn't beholden to her in any way; she wasn't his girlfriend.

And she would never be.

With those depressing thoughts that she had yet to acclimatise to, the conversation had quickly fizzled out to talking about what she might wear before hanging up.

After that, she had quickly taken a bath and changed into one of her favourite pyjamas: a silky green and black tank top and shorts combo with lime green cat paw prints on the shorts and a quite salacious cat pun embroidered on the top. It was a gift from Chat from last Christmas. Originally, the tank top had no provocative words on it, but after losing a bet to Alya, she was forced to add the words.

But Adrien didn't know about the addition. When he visited her in his hero form, she ensured that if she wore it, she wore it with a jacket, and with his civilian form she just never wore it around him. So, she freaked out when she felt the chill as she walked into Adrien's room and realized that she wasn't wearing anything over it. Luckily, Adrien was still in the bathroom so she quickly stole into his closet and borrowed one of his hoodies and threw it on.

"Adrien, I'm borrowing one of your sweaters, okay?" She said as she left the closet. A piece of paper on the piano drew her attention and she walked towards it. It was incomplete sheet music.

"Which one?" His voice was slightly muffled.

She stepped away from the piano to settle on the couch. She looked down at it, looking at the actual design on it for the first time.

"Damn" she cursed, her luck. Out of all the hoodies.

"What?" He asked, his voice clearer and coming from close behind her

"It's the one with all the weird anime faces." She said irritation thick in her voice.

"Ah, the ahegao one." He said sagely. She could hear the smirk in his voice. "Isn't it a work of art?"

Work of art? She had nearly regretted making the white hoodie for him and directing him to Nathaniel to put any print he wanted on it. How was she to know what he planned to put on it? That was for his last birthday when he turned 19 a few months ago.

She turned to offer a scathing retort, but the words got stuck in her throat. A blush rode high on her cheeks at the sight of him. Her eyes distractedly traced his muscular form that was on display for her.

"What? It's warm in here and it's my room."

It wasn't. It was cold in his room. It nearly always was, although the blond never seemed to notice. He always was quite warm and was not susceptible to the cold like she was. Not even the afternoon sun radiation it's heat and light directly in the room made it any less cold.

He heavily flopped down next to her and drew her closer to his side. He pulled the blanket around them before picking up the popcorn that was already on the table. Taking a good look around she realised that there were several of her favourite movie snacks and drinks and the movie ready to play. How did she not notice before now?

"Hey, I saw some sheet music on the piano-"

"Oh, it's umm... nothing really. Just something I write in my free time when I'm... going through things." He interrupted.

She wanted to ask what exactly he meant by going through things but she got the feeling he didn't want to elaborate it.

"Can I hear it?" She asked full of hope, knowing that he only ever played his self compositions for her and they were always beautiful.

"It's not done as yet," he said quickly followed by the muttering of something like, "hopefully it won't ever be" but Marinette couldn't be too sure. Stealing a peek at him, his green eyes were clouded over with barely hidden pensiveness.

"Okay. So, what are we watching?" She asked, hoping to cheer him up and change the heavy topic.

It worked. His eyes brightened to a shined emerald tone and he grinned down at her.

"I have decided to start our date tonight."

"Oh really?" She said with a raised eyebrow leaning away from him to get a good look at him.

"Yes. I have a lot planned for the both of us and there won't be enough hours in the day to do it and achieve my objective for asking you on this date." He moved to pull her back to his warm, shirtless chest but she evaded his grasp.

"What objective?"

"You'll find out by the end of it. Now, are you ready to attempt to watch 11 hours of your favourite trilogy?"

She gasped, "That's going to take us until..." She counted the time in her head, "around 1 in the morning!"

"A work of art like Lord of the Rings takes time to fully tell its story. And if we're watching one it's best we watch all. We have the time."

He reached over to the coffee table with all the snacks and reached for his tablet synced to the room. With a few swipes of his fingers over the device, large curtains she had never before taken notice of, covered the ceiling to roof wall of windows. They rolled than like a forest green waterfall to block out any an all sunlight from entering the room. Then he turned off the lights and turned on the surround sound.

With the room in theatre-like darkness, she wasn't able to avoid Adrien's hands before he pulled her into his warm embrace. His soft lips enveloped hers in a slow caress. Her bones liquified due to his gentle ministrations. It was a shadow of the kiss he gave her in his office, yet she still couldn't decipher it.

The darkness appeared to embolden the cat miraculous fielder. After turning her into jelly, his lips strayed to a sensitive spot behind her ear, then descended as far as he could down her neck before being impeded by his hoodie then back up to her neck.

Marinette bit her lip hard to stifle any of the wanton noises desperate to escape the cage of her lips because of his ministrations. Her heart hammered heavily in her chest and her mind couldn't help but compare it to yesterday in his bed. Unlike then, she couldn't fight down the heat that spread through her body and there was no fear of Natalie or any other adult walking in. She wondered where Adrien would take his kisses next.

A surprising nip to her ear lobe followed by the hot wet feeling of his tongue tracing her ear forced a needy almost whine to escape the confines of her throat. At the sound, she felt his lips curl into a grin before pulling away.

"Ready?" He asked with an innocent lilt to his voice.

"Of course we can. Why wouldn't we? I feel warm. Is all this heat coming from you? Not that you're hot or anything. I mean you are hot, sexy even. Ahhh."

He silenced her with a chaste kiss on the lip.

"Maybe you should take off the hoodie."

She almost considered it before remembering why she wore it: to hide the cat pun.

"You know what, I think I can survive."

He chuckled silently before kissing her on the forehead making her eyes flutter closed.

"You think you can stay up?" He asked softly.

She didn't trust her voice at that moment and merely nodded before laying on his chest and bringing the misshapen blanket around them.

He pressed play on the tablet and the movie began.

I forgot to add the last chapters, so here's all. Sorry.