Adrien stood in the grand foyer in a plum button down shirt that was tucked into a pair of steel grey slacks. His belt was black with a rectangular silver buckle. His black dress shoes were pristine. He had on a black suit coat with a sage green pocket square tucked into the breast pocket. He placed one of his hands in the pocket of his pants. His hair was slicked back with gel and a makeup artist had put concealer and foundation on his face to make him appear less tired. Gabriel had made sure to bring in his stylist and makeup assistant for the special occasion.

Adrien tapped his foot and waited patiently for Marinette to come down the center staircase. His father had kept him from her and he was excited to see what she was wearing.

The door to his bedroom opened and he heard the familiar sound of heels on the tiled floors. He hated heels, but he knew that his father loved them. How they made your calves and legs look leaner and all that stuff that Adrien didn't care about.

His gaze slowly trailed up the massive staircase until his eyes landed on a pair of diamond accented stilettos. The were a satin black and a thin strap ran across the top of her foot, while another strap wrapped around her ankle. He followed the line of her calf with his eyes until he reached her dress. It was red silk and skirted along her curves with thin straps, that wrapped around her shoulders and down her back in silver strands of diamonds.

His lips parted and his mouth ran dry as he took in the neckline. It was a sweetheart neckline and curved around her rounded breasts and a ladybug pendant rested between them in red rubies set in white 24K gold. His gaze trailed up to her face and hair. The makeup artist had given her a smokey eye and a rich crimson lipstick that popped against her skin tone. Her midnight hair was up in a loose bun and a silver filigree hair clip sat at the back of her hairstyle, along the base.

Marinette nearly tripped on the stairs as she held the dress above her feet. She didn't want to ruin any of the pieces she was wearing. Adrien ran up the stairs to help her walk down them. He slid his hand along the base of her spine and took her hand, as he walked her down the stairs. Marinette looked up at him. "Is this really necessary for a trip to the Louvre and dinner?"

Adrien sighed and kissed her on the top of her head. "You know my father. He probably wants us to make appearances." Adrien smiled and stopped at the foot of the stairs. He turned to face her and held her face in his palms. She peered up at him and her lips parted when she saw his expression. His eyes sparked when he looked at her. Like she was the most beautiful woman in the whole world and she was shocked to see him staring at her like that. "You look absolutely pawsitively stunning, Marinette. That dress really suits you."

"I'm afraid I'm going to break it. It's too much. It's so expensive. I'll probably spill-" Marinette rambled endlessly and suddenly his lips were on hers, stopping her never ending rant. She softly sighed as he deepened the kiss and pulled her closer by the small of her back. Her hand reached up to grip his bicep through his shirt, while the other touched his hip.

Adrien placed one last chaste kiss on her lips, before he pulled away. Marinette looked up at him and giggled at the smear of red across his lips. She reached up and ran her thumb along the smudge of lipstick to clean it off. Marinette was soon circled by a makeup artist, who was busy touching up her makeup before moving on to Adrien.

"It's just going to get worse again. There really is no point in-" Adrien rolled his eyes and tried to fight the makeup artist from setting his fresh foundation.

"ADRIEN!" Gabriel interrupted him in a scolding manner and Adrien stood up straight and gave the makeup artist a swift thank you. "I want you on your best behavior on this date. I want you to also show the world how in love you two are. I want them to take photos of you, so make it good. And Mademoiselle Dupain Cheng?" Gabriel smiled at her.

"Yes, Monsieur Agreste?" Marinette swallowed hard and wrung her hands together.

"You look beautiful in that Gabriel gown. Also, this is your moment to impress me. Don't let me down." He smiled, turned to walk away, and peered over his shoulder with a wicked expression. "Either of you."

A shiver ran up Marinette's spine at the way he had said that. Something was off about it. Something dark and menacing. It was like he was mocking them, threatening them.

Adrien leaned down and whispered into her ear. "Don't let him get to you, Bugaboo. Besides who needs to let him down when we're not even pretending to love one another. It'll be easy to impress him. It's not the same as when he tells me that. Trust me." Adrien smiled at her and ran his thumb along her jaw. Something about the last thing he said made her sad. She felt bad for him all of a sudden. Not the same as when his father tells him that? How is it not the same?

He had begun to head towards the front double doors when, Marinette reached out and grabbed his sleeve. "A-Adrien?"

"Hm?" He turned around to catch a glimpse of her with her head down. She was busy nervously rubbing her upper arm with her hand.

"W-What do you mean by not the same?" She peered up at him and he could see her blue eyes shake with oncoming tears.

"Oh no you don't, Marinette. We have a whole night ahead of us and I'll be damned if that makeup artist comes back here." He quickly pulled his sage green pocket square out of his suit pocket and began to catch the tears as they fell. "There. Better. And no annoying makeup artist and stylist in sight, M'Lady. I'd say we're home free." He winked at her, brushed his thumb along her cheek bone, and she giggled at him. She held onto his wrist and softly hummed, peering into his forest green eyes.

Suddenly, she realized that he had used the silk pocket square for her makeup and she began to panic. She grabbed it from his hand and began to fall into a spiral of thoughts and words. "B-but you used a part of your garment and- and- it's ruined now and I- I'm so sorry. I'm so stupid. I'll fix it. I'll make a new one. I-"

Adrien touched her chin and smiled down at her. "Marinette? Stop. It's okay… It'll come right out with a little hydrogen peroxide. It's going to be alright. Just try to relax and have fun. I'm not going to let my father get in the way of a perfectly nice date. Are you?" He leaned into her more and pocketed the silk square. Marinette shook her head and intertwined her fingers with his as they left to the company car.

The drive was short and it didn't take very long for them to reach the museum. Once Gorilla parked the car, Adrien got out and walked around to the other side. A crowd had already formed to take photos of Adrien helping Marinette out of the silver car.

"Well, that was fast." Marinette spoke through her teeth as Adrien laced his arm around her waist. She put on a fake smile with him for the hungry photographers. Flashing cameras blinded her, but she tried to ignore it.

"Yeah, well. Leave it to the media to jump on something as soon as my father releases our location." Adrien gave his famous model smile, and waved, as he lead her inside of the pyramid shaped glass building.

The photographers followed them into the Louvre and they walked along, taking in the art on the walls and the beautiful statues. The flashing cameras were getting old and Adrien was tired of them being around. Marinette was busy talking about a painting by Monet when Adrien suddenly pinned her to a blank space on the wall. He brushed his fingers beneath her chin and tilted her head up.

Marinette looked up at him with wide eyes. "What are you doing?" She whispered to him in shock.

Adrien leaned down and whispered into her ear. "Giving them something worth posting, Bugaboo." He slowly licked and nibbled on her ear, trailing kisses down her neck. He settled in, creating love bites along her pulse point. She gasped and clutched his biceps in her hands and closed her eyes with her bottom lip between her teeth. He pressed his body against hers and trailed his heady kisses up to her lips. She sighed as he slowly dipped his tongue between her parted lips and pressed his thigh against the apex of hers. She moaned into his kiss, dropped her hands to her sides, and he kissed her with more hunger than before. Cameras flashed and took photos of them.

Adrien slowly slid his hands down and intertwined his fingers with hers. He moved her hands up the wall until they rested beside her head, and gently rubbed his thigh against her. She softly mewled, forgetting the cameras were even there or that they were inside a very public museum. "You wanna give them a real show?" He whispered against her ear. She gasped, as he let go of one of her hands and slowly slid the back of his hand down her arm and down her side. He trailed his fingertips over her hip and between her thighs. Adrien bit her bottom lip and tugged, while he slid his fingers along the silk material. She gasped and he crashed his lips against hers as he palmed her through the beautiful dress.

"A- Adrien. We're in a public pla- Ah…" Marinette cried out as he circled her clit through the fabric and her legs trembled as she clutched for any part of him to keep her standing.

He smirked at her and continued to kiss her with sinfully sweet kisses, while he worked her through the fabric. She rolled her hips and eventually broke the kiss to gasp and peered into his smoldering emerald eyes.

"Cum for me, baby." Adrien whispered, pressed slightly harder down onto her swollen nub, and she came with his name on her lips. More cameras flashed and she blushed from embarrassment.

"How was that any better than that night at the party? We're supposed to be proving them wrong… not right! You spoiled, Cat." Marinette pushed him away from her and stormed off, leaving him in a loss for words.

"Wait! Marinette!" Adrien ran after her and watched her run into the ladies restroom. He groaned and looked around him before he snuck inside of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Two women stood at the sink washing their hands. They looked at him with shocked expressions and he blushed with a nervous smile. He rubbed the back of his neck and bowed, "Excuse me, ladies."

"Go away!" Marinette suddenly called out from a stall in a broken voice and sniffed.

"Mari…" Adrien sighed and walked over to the stall she was hiding in.

"Don't Mari me. You're no better as yourself than when you're a mangy alley cat." Marinette held her knees to her chest and blurted the words out between irritated sobs.

Adrien glanced around them, noticing they were alone now. "Look." He leaned on the stall door. "You don't mean that and you know it."

"I DO MEAN IT! YOU MADE ME ORGASM IN FRONT OF CAMERAS, ADRIEN! Do you know how embarrassing that is? How WRONG that is?" Marinette sobbed and desperately gestured with her hands, gazing up at the ceiling.

Adrien growled in frustration and got onto the floor. He started to crawl underneath the stall and she panicked. "NO! DON'T! You're ruining your nice clothing! You're soiling it! Don't! Just stop." She tried to scramble further back on the toilet, while he stood up with a groan.

"Marinette. I don't give a shit about these clothes or yours." Adrien sighed and grabbed her shoulders. He shook her lightly and brought his face close to hers. "The only damn thing I care about is you! Not all of this! This is just material possessions! THINGS! YOU'RE NOT A THING, MARINETTE! YOU'RE MY GIRL! MY LADY! THE ONE THING KEEPING ME FROM TAKING A GUN TO MY HEAD AND ENDING IT ALL! Do you know how long… I've spent wanting to lodge a bullet into my own brain, MARI? A LONG FUCKING TIME. So, long I went numb! Do you know the one person that stepped in and saved me each and every damn time?" He searched her bluebell eyes with his chartreuse ones. He watched her shake her head and he loosened his grip on her.

Adrien looked down at her lap and slowly peered back up at her. He locked his gaze on hers and pressed his lips together. He looked up at the ceiling for a moment to hold back his tears. He returned his gaze back to her with a quivering bottom lip and his voice broke with each word. "It was you, Marinette. You or Ladybug, but seeing as how you're the same person? It was you. When I almost gave up on my birthday? When I almost gave up on the first Christmas without my mother? When I almost gave up when we got our new powers? When I leapt from that skyscraper and trusted you? YOU saved ME every time. You're not some play thing and you never were. I'm sorry if I made you feel that way. I'm sorry that you're stuck in this hell with me, but… "He looked away from her as the tears sprang from his eyes and he turned his attention back on her. "But I wouldn't want to be suffering with anyone else. To be honest. I'm glad it's you. I'm glad it's always been you."

She looked up at him and leapt up, wrapping her arms around him. She played with the soft hair at the nape of his neck and he sighed and pressed chaste kisses on her shoulder. "Never leave me, please. Please don't go." Adrien broke down and Marinette held him for a moment. "I don't know what I'd do without you. I don't want to think about it."

"I'm sorry. Let's just get through this date and give as much romance as we can." She pushed him away slightly and looked at him with determination. "No more sin kitty."

Adrien laughed and wiped his eyes with a nod. "Okay. Romance only."

"Good." Marinette took his hand and lead him out of the stall and back out into the museum.

They spent their date flirting and holding hands. Strolling through the park, splashing water from the fountain at one another. Cameras flashed the whole way, capturing giggles, smiles, and chaste kisses. They had a wonderful candle lit dinner on the terrace of a luxury cafe. They sipped fine wine and spoke about old times. Cameras kept flashing and they didn't have a care in the world. All that mattered was that they had each other. As long as they had each other… they could make it through anything.

Note: So, I'm going to explain this chapter because it's come to my attention that people are mad at me right now. Not just at Adrien. I know it's because I didn't explain it in enough detail and because what you're all imagining is entirely different than what actually happened. So, while I was going to explain it in more detail next update... I guess I will before then.

Adrien is standing in the way of the cameras. The only thing they can see is her expressions and probably hear her, but most of the conversation is too quiet for anyone to hear. To the cameras... it only looks like a couple making out against a wall. Marinette is embarrassed because SHE knows what actually went down, while the press only knew they were making out against a wall. He's touching her over the dress. Not lifting it... nothing. His hand is between their bodies and he's shielding it all with his body.

Adrien is used to the press and he's used to working around the cameras after years of it. If she wanted him to stop... she could have stopped it. It wasn't against her will. She still had a say. She didn't want it to stop, so it went down. It was only afterwards that she realized what it was she let happen. Adrien isn't the only guilty party here. Marinette is too. He warned her what he was going to do and she went with it. After all, in the end she pushed him away and he backed up. He didn't push her back and go no you can't leave. He let her go. So, what I'm saying is... she could have done that at any time and he would have backed up. She wasn't trapped there. He wasn't pressuring her. He wasn't holding her down, threatening her. It was a mutual moment. They're both guilty.

Anyway, I'm sorry to everyone that I have offended. I didn't realize how upset people would get over this one part. It was not my intention and characters tend to do what they want when I write. It wasn't in my plans to have Adrien do that, but it happened, as did her running away. That also wasn't planned. I was going to have her be all loving right after, but again... characters change their mind. Hopefully, next chapter will be better for you all. I won't do it again. :)