This story was originally primsgirl89 I adopted it from her, I made minor changes to it, but the first 6 chapters are hers and then after that, it's my imagination! And let me just say something real quick it's important, it is NOT okay to judge someone for something for what they feel or write if you don't like Lukanette too bad don't read the story, but don't put others done because of it.


Marinette stayed behind allowing the photographers to use her for this photoshoot with Adrien, but she couldn't get the thought of Luka out of her mind. Something about the male made her want to help him, she wasn't much for getting involved with other people but with, she felt that it was worth it to see if he was okay.

The main thing on her mind was the fact that Luka, a stranger who she had just met, had kissed her an hour after meeting her. Why would he do that? Actually, she knew it was just to get to be quiet, but still. He took her first kiss and she wasn't angry about it like some would be. Marinette wasn't even disgusted, rather she was just really stunned and trying to process that it had actually happened.

Eventually, she and the others in the park began to pack up and go home. Natalie, Mister Agreste's assistant, had told her that she could keep the outfit if she wanted, but she refused to, saying it felt like she was stealing since she wasn't paying for it. The money she did have wouldn't be enough to buy it from a convenience store.

When she made her way home, she accidentally bumped into someone who stood in front of the bakery door. She was about to apologize, but it got stuck in her throat when she saw Lika looking at the food with hunger in his eyes.

"Hungry?"

Luka gave her a side glance with a seep scowl in place, completely hiding his hunger from her. "No."

"I see," she hummed and walked in after she unlocked the door, but she held the door open for him. "Want to come in anyway?"

Just as she spoke rain began to fall from the sky above, quickly drenching the blue-haired teen. Growling he stared up at the sky with a glare, "How the fuck did you do that." It wasn't a question more of a statement from the angered boy.

Shrugging, she smiles as he walked into the bakery. Her body shivered slightly as she directed him inside of her home, she was the only one home, for now, it wasn't often that her parents were able to be home as she would like but she still was able to learn how to take care of herself on her own while her parents took care of the bakery and the bills. Her mother was often overworking herself, so when she is home she ears and passes out before she could finish her food. Tom, her father, often would take her to bed and do as many of the orders for the next day, but it would be Marinette finishing the baking and packaging. She may have good grades, but she often was late to get to school because of how late she gets to bed. At least her parents would be able to get the orders in on time and that's all she cares about the most.

"Where are your folks," Luka asked as he looked around the home seeing no other people around.

"Probably with the Mayor and his family for that new hotel opening."

"Oh," He didn't really care too much since he hadn't had adults care about him for a long time. "Must be hard."

"Not really," Marinette said as she got out some clothes and a towel for Luka to use, "We have a system and I like that they trust me as much as they do. Now, go take a shower as I take care of your clothes for you."

After showing him her bathroom, she took his dirty clothes from him and placed them in the wash along with her own clothes. She got into her pajamas before heading towards her computer to check her email. Marinette had been waiting for an email to see if Marinette was allowed to get a new internship with Gabriel Agreste, she had been looking for a way to get some experience to work with her idol.

She did get an email from Adrien, but the subject made her eyes go wide.

To: Ladybug99

From: BlackCat4

Subject: Punk Modeling

Hey Marinette,

So, it turned out that the photographer took a few photos of you and Lika and showed them to my father and Natalie. My father thinks that you and Luka could be his new muse for coupling projects and wants to know if you wouldn't mind doing a shoot next week with Luka for another punk theme.

He also said that he liked the ones you and I did and wants to know if you wouldn't mind doing some shoots with me to get more of his female designs show.

If you both agree. You'll be paid for your work.

~Adrien

Marinette had to re-read the email a few times to even let the words sink in, but when it did she bashed her head on the desk table. How did she not see this coming? The photographer liked her, so of course, he would want to help her get a bit closer to her dreams. But to be a model? She wasn't even remotely good enough to model anything. The only reason she probably looked decent was because of the clothing, accessories, make-up, and the hair she had.

Then there was the fact that Gabriel wants her and Luka to do a couples shoot next week. How would that work? She wasn't in a relationship with Luka. For cupcake's sake, she just met him that day, how could they even get the idea that she and Luka were together? Unless someone saw him kiss her at the make-up table. If that was the case, she needed to put this to an end now, but after she showed Luka.

"He deserves to have a say in this as well, "She sighs to herself, glancing back at the email that was still pulled up.

"The fuck you talking to yourself about," Like said resting his head on her shoulder.

Marinette not having sensed him her jumped so bad that her head hit his shoulder so hard that she winced in pain. "Geez, make some noise, would you?" She said rubbing the back of her head, and muttered, "You're like a mouse."

"Who deserves to have a say?" He asked her. It isn't his fault she let herself get so absorbed in her mind. Instead of answering she showed her screen towards him and let him read the letter. His face showed nothing and it kind of made Marinette on edge. "I don't care what happened, but I won't do this shit myself."

Surprised, Marinette spun her seat to dace him fully, "How are you okay with them thinking we're in a relationship?"

"They never said they thought we were in a relationship, just that they want us to model couple outfits. Plus, I don't actually care what people think. I already have a bad rep, so who cares if people think I'm dating a wimp like you?"

Offended Marinette went to say something but the washer dinged so got up to finish her work before heading back to Luka, who was now laying on her bed. Huffing, she stood before him.

"I don't want people getting the wrong idea about us," She said with a small waver in her voice.

Smirking Luka felt like he wanted to have a bit of fun with this girl. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her beside him, but instead of staying like that, he moved on top of her. Looking down at her surprised bluebell eyes, he felt a wave of pleasure run down his spine. Lowering his hand to rest just below her breasts while his head moved so he was beside her head.

"So, we can make them guess right," He whispered in a low voice. His finger trailed lazily just beneath where her bra should have been but was pleasantly surprised when he learned she didn't have one on. "Easy access, hmm?"

Marinette placed her hands on his shoulders to push him back a bit, but couldn't stop her body from reacting to his touch, her stomach getting uncomfortably warmer and she could feel her nipples tingle as they hardened.

"So," He said loudly, "Are you doing this, or not?"

The mood changed and it made Marinette blush deeply for what had happened, "Um...I'll do the shoots..." She said quietly trailing off and Luka smirked.

Just what did she just get herself into?


Sorry for not updating! Lifes a bitch! Buuuuut I'm in therapy now and everything going well, so you can expect some more updates on all of my stories soon! R&R

Have a great day/night!

-Victoria =)