A/N: Everything is going wrong for Adrien Agreste. Good thing he has his wife there to comfort him. (A brief look into a bad day for married Adrienette.)
A Bad Day
"That is IT! I am going to bed before I cataclysm something," Adrien said as he stormed off toward the stairs. Marinette just watched him go as he stomped away.
It had been a lousy day, especially for Adrien Agreste. And apparently spilling the soda all over the new outfit she made was the last straw.
Marinette just sighed as she calmly cleaned up the mess. It was nobody's fault, really. She grabbed towels to get most of the liquid up, then did a more thorough cleaning. She figured this would allow him time.
When she was done cleaning up the mess, Marinette headed upstairs to the master bedroom. Putting the used linens in the hamper, she headed to the bathroom where she heard the shower running.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. No. I don't know."
Calmly, Marinette climbed into the shower with her husband and let the water fall over her back as she hugged him. The hug he gave back was almost desperate.
"Bad day, huh?"
"The worst." He sighed. "There was the board meeting with Father this morning - you know how those always put me on edge. And that Akuma. And I ache all over. Then the kids yelled at each other. And now I've ruined that new shirt you made for me."
"Oh, Chaton, it's just a shirt."
"Yeah, but you made it for me."
"I've made other shirts before. And I'll make more."
"Not like that one."
"I'm sure it can be saved, and if not that's okay. I still have all the materials and the pattern for the shirt."
Adrien hugged her tighter as she just held him, rubbing his back and simply being there. Once he had calmed down, he kissed his wife.
"Cuddles?"
"Always, Kitty. I love you."
"Love you, too, Bugaboo."
A/N: We all have bad days, even former superheroes.