Adrien blinks past his Cat Noir suit and just stares at Marinette before him, who's crouched down in front of a light brown coated dog, petting his head as if he were something worthy of a cat.
He's Cat Noir now as he looks on, but he feels the bristling of his skin and almost wants to shoo the dog though the smile on Marinette's face gives him pause.
"Do you think, Cat Noir, that my boyfriend will like our new dog?" She asked, and they're suddenly playing that age old game of pretending to not know who each other is behind the mask for the public eye's sake that they'd started shortly after revealing themselves to each other.
"Probably not. If you asked me, the best kinds of people, ones that deserve a lady like you, are cat people." He can't believe that he can speak clearly over his desire to hiss at the animal before him.
"Oh, do you think," She smiles as if she knows something that he does not, "That he'd be okay with three kids and a hamster one day. May be I'll buy him a cat as a wedding gift." She shrugs, and his heart does weird palpitations in his chest.
Suddenly, he can picture a quaint house as his mansion often feels too big and a little sewing room tucked into a cute, little corner somewhere, three kids to raise and love with all of the emotion that he can pour into them; they have to know how much he loves them. He imagines a little hamster in its cage, staring up at him from a little house, and suddenly he wants to lift the little creature, pet him, and cherish him like another kid.
"Y-Yeah," Cat Noir can't quite breathe past his racing heart and the lump in his throat, "I bet he'd love that."
Marinette smiles, all sunshine and adorableness, and she motions him closer, just to lean up and kiss his cheek: platonic for the public.
"Should I be the one calling the shots in our relationship?" She's asking out of curiosity, out of slyness, and Adrien can't help but imagine her on one knee and proposing.
It dazes his mind for perhaps a moment too long, "I-If you want."
He lets the option remain open for her, but he's already imagining coming up with some grand proposal and lavishing her in love and attention.
Adrien wants to be the world for her, and he's willing to help take care of a little, brown dog for her sake.
"What should we name our dog?" Marinette's laughing, and truly, it does feel like they're in on a joke that the rest of the world is missing.
"Something cool." Cat Noir answers with a wave, knowing that as soon as he detransforms, he'll be back in front of her naming their new pup.