A/N: I wanted to let you all know that I am going to start updating this story once a week, though I haven't decided on the day yet.

The reason why I'm deciding to post only once a week now is because I'm seriously thinking about updating more than just one fan fiction a week. I've decided to start working on The Little Games We Play, so that's one other, and I'm thinking I might try to continue Miraculous: The Proposal as well.

If I can manage the three well, I'll maybe try updating four or maybe five a week depending on how busy I am... Though, just know, if I do start updating multiple fan fictions a week, I will most likely have to take breaks occasionally to be sure I get a good supply of chapters for each in case I fall behind on writing.

Anyway, here's the next part! I hope you all enjoy it!

Warning-Death by MAJOR and EXCESSIVE Adrinette fluff!
(Don't say I didn't warn you!)

"Are you certain you don't need a coat?" Adrien asked as his hand wrapped around the doorknob to the apartment.

"No, I'll be okay." Marinette replied, and gave him a smile to reassure him. "This sweater is a lot warmer than it might seem."

Adrien froze for a second at her words, and a slow grin made its way to his face. Marinette had taken a couple steps down the hallway, away from the apartment door and him, but paused when she noticed he was not following. She turned around and noticed the grin, and she narrowed her eyes, but smiled back nonetheless in response.

"What's that look for?"

"Was that a pun?"

"What?"

"You said seam." He started to explain as he closed the door behind him at last and walked towards her. "As in the line that forms when fabric is sewn together. We were talking about your sweater, and it has seams on it, so… It's a pun."

Marinette rolled her eyes and turned away from him. "You are such a dork!" She exclaimed, though she could not help but smile at how silly he was. She very rarely used puns, and when she did it was on accident. "I cannot believe that I actually thought you were perfect!"

Adrien started laughing when she rolled her eyes at him, but his laughter faded to be replaced by a curious smile. "You think that I'm perfect?" He questioned, and much to his satisfaction, the girl's face turned red as she obviously became embarrassed for saying something she had not meant to.

"W-Well, you see…" She trailed off, looking down at the carpet in front of her as she walked and refusing to look at her date. "Maybe I did—once—but—" She cut herself off suddenly as she looked up at the blond and met his amused smile with an accusing glare. "It's all your fault!"

Before he could respond, she quickly turned forward and started to descend the first flight of stairs. She could hear his quiet chuckle coming from behind as he followed her down the steps.

"My fault?" He questioned, and instead of feeling threatened or nervous under that glare, he felt more amused. "How is it my fault that you think I'm perfect?"

"Thought, Adrien." She corrected. "I thought that you were perfect. It was all because you were the nicest guy I had ever met, and still are. You are so selfless and thoughtful, and not at all like Chloe."

"You think—sorry—thought—I was perfect because I'm not like Chloe?" He asked then chuckled slightly. "Sorry, I guess? For being different than her?"

"No!" Marinette quickly exclaimed, a little louder than she meant to. "No, it's a good thing! A really good thing! It's just that as I realized what an amazing guy you are, I was also realizing how much I lo—"

She stopped suddenly on the last step to the flight and cut herself off quickly, blushing so much more that her ears were starting to turn pink. "Never mind." She said instead as she stepped onto the floor level beneath her family's apartment and continued walking.

Adrien was not having it. He had a strong feeling that he knew exactly what she was about to say. Though he had stopped walking when she had, he started to follow her again. "Were you about to tell me that you—"

"No." Marinette quickly interrupted, causing Adrien to grin. Now he knew for a certainty that he was right.

"Love—"

"Shut up!"

"Me?"

Both fell silent. Adrien grinned to himself as he glanced at his date. Marinette stared downwards to avoid looking at hers while chewing on her bottom lip nervously. After several seconds, during which Marinette was only aware of her burning face, she finally replied.

"Maybe…"

Adrien's grin grew broader at the confession even though he had not needed it to know he was right. He thought that she was absolutely adorable though, blushing and becoming so flustered over those three words that he had heard her say to him only three times before, though only one counted because the other two were her lines in the films. He could not respond for a few seconds because he was smiling too widely.

"Well, want me to let you in on a not-so-secret secret of mine?" He asked when he was able to get himself to speak again. She looked up at him shyly and curiously, face still a bit red, and nodded slightly. It made Adrien's heart jump, but he was still smiling warmly as he told her his so-called secret.

"I love you too."

Marinette immediately looked down again and smiled to herself as she reached up to tuck her curled hair behind her ear shyly. She almost questioned his statement because she still found it hard to believe that he actually meant those three words, but she knew there was no need to. However hard it may have been for her to believe he meant them; she knew he did because he was not one to say something like that unless he meant it.

"Are those really necessary?"

Adrien's hands froze at the sides of his head when he heard Marinette's question, fingers still holding the temples of the sunglasses he had just put on. He turned to her and tipped the accessory down so the bridge was on the tip of his nose and he looked at his date above the rim. "Yes, Marinette." He replied with a playfully over-serious tone. "These are very necessary."

The two had just left the apartment building and were standing on the sidewalk. Adrien had stopped and taken the sunglasses out of an inside pocket in his jacket and had started to put them on when Marinette burst into a fit of giggles, which naturally led to Adrien's playful nature coming out further. Now, they were walking side by side down the sidewalk, their destination unknown to Marinette, though she assumed Adrien's limo was not waiting far away.

Marinette stifled a giggle, covering her mouth with a hand as she watched him push the glasses back into place. "You are so dramatic." She said, having a hard time containing her laughter as he flashed her a cheeky grin.

"You love me anyway." He replied cockily to which Marinette rolled her eyes, but could not help but blush and smile as well.

"That I do." She admitted, which was something Adrien was not completely expecting. His cheeks warmed in response, but it was not easy to notice since the cold, crisp winter air was already making his cheeks a rosy shade. However, Marinette still noticed the slight change and inwardly congratulated herself for getting that reaction from him. "So… the sunglasses?"

"I had to make some compromise with my father for him to allow me to take you out for the afternoon." He replied as he put his hands into his jacket pockets.

"Let me guess." Marinette mused with a small smirk. "The glasses are to keep others from recognizing The Famous Adrien Agreste?" Adrien hummed a confirmation, wearing a small, amused smirk as well at her title for him.

"I doubt it will do a lot of good, though, because my fans have insanely keen eyes when it comes to recognizing me in public." He admitted.

"What other things have your father made you promise to do?" She questioned, and it made Adrien laugh.

"What? Do you think that he'd make me promise to more than just wear these sunglasses?" He asked with a chuckle.

Marinette giggled slightly, shaking her head at his question because she knew that he already knew the answer. "No, I know that he made you promise more than just wear sunglasses. What else are you supposed to do?"

"We were supposed use the limo as transportation." Adrien admitted, his smirk growing. "But I may have convinced my chauffeur to do other things today instead of drive us around."

"What?" Marinette asked, obviously surprised to hear Adrien was, in a sense, disobeying his father. "What did you tell him?"

"I gave him a ticket to some action figure convention." Adrien explained. "I've known he has some sort of fascination with them, and I thought he might be more than happy to take an afternoon off."

Marinette giggled as she learned that Adrien's chauffeur and body guard had a fondness for action figures and that Adrien had used this weakness to his advantage. "Okay, so because he's away at a convention, we don't have to ride around in your limo." She said, though she looked at him as she asked the question on her mind. "Why is it that you wanted to get rid of our chaperone?"

Adrien grinned at the question. "Marinette, you make me sound as if I had poor intentions when I only wanted to walk around Paris with you."

Marinette laughed. "What's so special about walking around Paris?"

"Walking takes longer than driving." Adrien explained. "Meaning I'd get to spend more time with you."

Marinette smiled and blushed as she moved her hair behind her ear shyly then crossed her arms over her chest. "So, we will be walking everywhere? Not that I mind at all. I want to spend more time with you too."

Adrien smiled widely at the last statement she added before he replied to her question. "Actually, no." He paused so he could admire that cute expression she made when she was confused. "We'll be taking the metro."

"The metro?!" She gasped, pleasantly surprised to know now where they were going first on their date. "I never would have thought your father would ever allow you to!"

"He wouldn't." Adrien conceded with a grin. "But what he doesn't know won't kill him."

Marinette gasped again, but this one was much more playful to tease him. "Adrien Agreste, I never would have imagined you would ever be one to break the rules."

"I'm not breaking any rules." He retorted, still grinning in amusement. "More like… bending them. Just a little bit."

"Uh huh, that sounds like something a rule-breaker would say." The girl teased, making Adrien chuckle.

"I'd be willing to break some rules if it meant I'd get to see more of you." He said flirtatiously, making Marinette blush and playfully shove his arm in response.

"You shouldn't be breaking rules over me." She said, though she knew he was just messing around. "I'm not worth any kind of trouble that you'd get yourself into."

"Yes, you are." Adrien said instantly in response. He had turned his gaze on her as she started speaking poorly of herself, and while he knew she was mostly kidding, he did not like hearing her say any negative about herself.

Marinette looked at him, surprised by how serious he sounded. She could tell he had known she was joking, and while his reply had not been necessary, she liked hearing it. In fact, she liked it a lot. Though she did not say anything else, nor did he, as they continued to walk together to the metro station a couple blocks away.

When their confidence levels greatly increased, neither had any idea. Each had been very aware of how nervous and awkward they had been feeling before and at the start of their date, but now their nerves had calmed enough that they were not awkward, blushing messes the entire time.

Deep down, under all those nerves, they knew that they were friends, very good friends, before they were more. Despite these strong feelings of love each felt for the other now, they knew that their friendship was what had brought them closer together in the first place, with a little helpful nudge from Alya of course.

It was better this way, each had decided to themselves, as they had walked to the entrance to the metro transit station. They realized they could be more comfortable with the other when they remembered how much they had already enjoyed the other's company when they were just friends.

Marinette, of course, had always loved Adrien as more than a friend even when they had been no more than that. Out of the two, she was naturally the one with more nerves and jitters because she had only recently realized that she could be completely comfortable around him when she had become frustrated with him for the first time.

They had felt their nerves fade even further away by the time they reached the metro. Adrien paid their fare then led her to open doors. He stepped aside to allow Marinette board first then followed her down the train's walkway to place distance between themselves and the door. The seats along the sides were mostly full, but the two did not mind standing at all.

Adrien raised an arm halfway as he wrapped his hand around the pole so he could use it for support when the train started to move. He looked down at Marinette to his left and noticed she had not taken it yet. "The train should be moving any moment."

She turned her attention, almost looking stunned for a moment as if she had not expected him to speak to her. She had been messing with the small pink bag that hung off her shoulder, taking out her small container of breath mints and had been about to get herself one. "What?"

Adrien smiled slightly in amusement. "We'll be moving soon," He said, watching as she placed a mint into her palm then lifted it to her mouth. "So, you might want to hold onto the pole." He smirked slightly as he reached up with his free hand and removed the sunglasses from his eyes for a moment while he ran his fingers through his hair a few times; typical habit of a model.

She made a face at him and he held back a laugh as he realized she was resisting the urge to roll her eyes at his obvious suggestion. "I'll hold onto it when we start moving. I'll be fine." She replied stubbornly, and even though she was acting annoyed with him, he could see through the façade, especially when she offered him a mint as well.

"If you say so." He replied, accepting the mint with the hand that had been holding the pole, then returned his hand when he had the mint in his mouth. It was hard to try keeping the amusement out of his voice.

"Yes," She replied, unable to keep herself from smiling back despite trying to be annoyed with him as she looked down and put her container of mints back into her bag. "I'm posi—TIVE!"

Before either of them knew it, Marinette stumbled into Adrien who instantly opened his free arm to catch her and prevent her from falling any further. The train had started moving, and the sudden motion was too much and too quick for Marinette to react by taking hold of the pole as she had claimed she would.

With an embarrassed smile she looked up from Adrien's chest to his amused grin. Her hands clutched on to his black jacket for support, but she had not released it yet, instead becoming distracted as she gazed into her date's gorgeous green eyes that were visible due to him removing his sunglasses just a short time before.

"Falling for me again, are you?" He asked in a quiet tone so only she could hear and immediately her face started burning. His grin grew at her reaction as he felt her fists tighten more at his jacket.

"Shut up…" She mumbled, clearly embarrassed. Though before she could completely right herself and take hold of the pole, Adrien's free arm wrapped around her midsection and helped to steady her instead. Her fists released his jacket, but she kept her hands on his chest while she tried to hide her still red face in his shoulder.

Adrien smiled to himself in amusement because of her reaction to both losing her balance and stumbling, and to his teasing pun. He felt rather satisfied that she had given him an opportunity to hug her and that she had only settled further against him rather than pull away and insist she would be just fine holding onto the pole.

He raised his forearm that he had around her and leaned forward slightly, moving his head to meet the hand that still held his sunglasses above her shoulder. He felt his date tense slightly because the action caused him to hold her a little tighter as he put the accessory back over his eyes, but she relaxed shortly after as he leaned away again and returned his hand to her waist.

Adrien was glad he could be with her like this on their date, hugging her like this in public, without being noticed by any paparazzi. The last thing he wanted was for their date, that was supposed to be completely normal, to be made into some insane scandal because people saw him and let rumors run wild.

"Is that Adrien Agreste?"

"Where?"

"Right there, hugging that girl!"

"Who is she?!"

Adrien realized that he had spoken too soon as tried to ignore the voices and focus on anything other than the girls that had clearly figured him out, his front teeth grazing his bottom lip in his mouth. He did not want to give away that he, The Famous Adrien Agreste, had his arm around a pretty girl who was standing so close to him it was obvious they were more than friends.

His attention lowered from a spot he had found on the ceiling to hold his interest when he felt Marinette's eyes on him. When he looked down, his eyes met her worried ones. He tried to give her a reassuring smile, silently telling her they would be fine, but he still mouthed the words 'I'm sorry' to her.

So much for a normal first date with Marinette.