A/N: Awww did I make you all cry from the last one-shot~? UwU Have some fluffy Adrinette to soothe that pain~~~ Cos I'm not ALWAYS a bitch lol~~~
"I think your love would be too much
Or you'll be left in the dust
Unless I stuck by ya"
Sunflower - Post Malone, Swae Lee
Pairing - Adrinette
Prompt - "I'm home!"
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Today was probably one of the best days Adrien has had so far this week, evident in the Chat Noir-like lopsided grin plastered on his face and the way he beamed innocently at all the strangers he walked by as he left school, living up to one of his many nicknames that his classmates gave him endearingly (Sunshine).
He managed to ace that stupidly tricky chemistry mock exam, thanks to numerous group sessions with his friends and classmates, who patiently helped him and he, in turn, helped them. They all managed to get amazing grades too, showing their gratitude through hugs and pats on the back (and even a knee-buckling kiss on his cheek, courtesy on the shy designer who sat behind him).
His fencing class also went incredibly smooth, the boy defeating all his peers with hard work and practised effort, the speed and agility he's gained from moonlighting as a vigilant coming in handy.
He was even surprised by the cinnamon roll in his lunchbox, a secret treat that was most likely snuck in by Gorilla or one of his cheeky friends. (Judging by the terrible attempts in looking innocent, he suspected it was his loving trio of friends).
So who could blame him when he joyfully popped into the Dupain-Cheng bakery? With a skip in his step and a goofy smile? Holding the door open with one hand and wiping the sweat from his forehead with the other?
And comically bellowing:
"I'm home!"
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As soon as Adrien registered what left his traitorous lips, he clasped his mouth with both hands, cheeks and the tips of his ears reddening with embarrassment as a flour-covered Marinette at the till blinked back at him owlishly.
Her pretty lips parted in a small, rounded 'o'.
The boy stumbled on his words in a fashion that could match the raven-haired girl's word soup, ready to apologise and play up what he just said as a silly joke.
However, he was halted by the sweet, wonderful smile that graced the girl's lips.
"Welcome home, Adrien." Marinette's tone was warm and loving, her eyes so soft and gentle that the model's traitorous heart couldn't help but skip a few beats. Or a few hundred. He then fully entered the bakery with shyness, making way to his friend, one hand itching the back of his neck bashfully whilst the other gripped the strap of his bag.
"Thank…thank you," He delivered a smile that he hoped was enough to show how grateful he was, pure willpower keeping him away from melting on the floor by Marinette's gorgeous smile.
Ah yes.
Today was absolutely one of Adrien's best days, especially since he spent the remainder of it at the Dupain-Cheng's household, basking in the presence of the girl he admired and treasured so much like a fool.
And perhaps…
Even...
Loved.
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