There was little talk beyond Nathalie asking how school had gone, Adrien mainly occupying his time like he usually did; looking out the window and thinking about Ladybug.

This time however, a different girl made her way across his mind.

Well, technically it was the same girl it had always been, just in a different form.

Marinette had constantly been on the mind of the sixteen year old boy, her being the sole reason for his countless meaningful sighs, loads of un-mailed love letters, and constant absentmindedness during the three-fourths of his life that she was not a part of.

He arrived on the set for his latest photo shoot, a sneak peek of his father's fall collection that they had recently found the new model for at the masquerade, when Gustave came running up to Adrien and Nathalie.

"Oh Adrien!" he exclaimed rather breathlessly, bending over and supporting his upper body with his hands on his knees.

"Thank Heavens I found you! I feel horrible having to tell you this just now, but Melina is unavailable for the photo shoot,"

"What? Why?" Adrien asked, his eyebrows knitting together in concern.

"Somehow, peanuts made it onto the set, and she is severely allergic. She was taken to the hospital, but they informed us that she will be fine and right as rain in a few days," Gustave replied, having gained his breath back as well as the ability to gesture wildly with his hands.

"However, this generates another problem," Gustave continued, fiddling nervously with the tape measure wrapped around his neck.

"And what would that be?" Nathalie asked, her arms folded over her chest.

"This sneak peek requires a female to be present,"

Adrien let out a groan, and Nathalie pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Wait," Adrien muttered, snapping his fingers.

"Do you have the clothes in larger sizes?" he asked, pointing a finger to the designer.

"Of course! We always bring five different sizes of all the outfits when there's a shoot in the park. You should know that by now!" Gustave explained.

"I was just double checking. I may just have an answer to our dilemma. That is, if you can wait twenty minutes?" Adrien said, giving a rather questioning look to his favorite designer.

"Pft! Of course! I've waited this long haven't I?" Gustave asked, not waiting for a reply from the blonde before he forced him towards wardrobe and makeup.

Adrien pulled his phone out of his pocket while his hair was being styled, and pressed number "4" on speed dial.

It rang four times before a rather nervous "Hello?" came from the other side.

"Hey Marinette! This is Adrien. I was wondering if you were busy today. Why? Well, I kind of have this favor I want to ask…"

Marinette stood frozen in the middle of the sidewalk, her blue eyes wide, before what had just happened over the phone fully sunk in.

"Woo hoo!" she exclaimed, jumping up and down like crazy.

"I cant believe Adrien just asked me to be in his photo shoot! Me Tikki! ME!" she said, twirling as she walked down the sidewalk towards home.

After confirming with her parents that she could indeed go, Marinette headed towards the park, excitement pumping through her veins.

She rounded the corner to the park, and was practically dragged onto the set, barely able to admire all that was around her due to the breakneck speed she was being forced to travel by.

"Marinette!"

She immediately began searching for the source of the voice, locating Adrien a moment later, waving at her.

Waving.

At her.

She couldn't help the goofy grin that plastered itself to her face.

She was pushed down into a chair and as the stylists began working on her hair and makeup, Adrien began to approach her.

He looked so good as he walked towards her, his hands stuffed down into his grey trouser pockets, and his bright blue tie swishing slightly with every step.

His tie was a tad bit loosened from around his neck, his grey dress shirt tucked into their matching pants and the sleeves rolled up past his elbows. His look was completed by a blue and black pair of high too sneakers, the graphic design on them making them pop

"Thanks for agreeing to this on such short notice!" Adrien said, smiling brightly at her.

"N-no problem! Th-th-thank you for thinking of me!" she stuttered out, her cheeks turning a lovely shade of crimson in Adrien's opinion.

"Of course!" Adrien said, smiling that million dollar smile at her that would have made her fall over from going weak at the knees had she been standing up.

Just as soon as she had returned her smile, she was hauled away to go change.

She had been given her first outfit and five minutes to change, which she was able to do, but just barely.

She exited the portable dressing room and was rushed towards the fountain where Adrien stood.

He was speechless as soon as he saw her, her beautiful hair out of its signature pigtails fanning out around her face, the blue beaded headband bringing out her eyes.

She wore a lovely black and grey layered dress with a grey layer of lace over the black bodice and thin straps. It stopped just above her knees and had a blue sash around the waist that matched her headband. It had been paired with a pair of black lace leggings and a pair of black, beaded flats.

Adrien could feel his heart stop in his chest for a moment, the knowledge that this was his lady. This stunning girl, had fought beside him, had called him her partner, had kissed him! Just that knowledge alone brought the heat to his cheeks.

"Chop chop people! Let's go!" the photographer yelled over the crowd, clapping his hands.

He ordered where he wanted Adrien for the first few photos, Marinette watching on in awe, before she too was soon joining the blonde.

Several different poses and additions to the wardrobe, including matching white jackets, Adrien's being leather and Marinette's being more on the dressy side, before they were ushered to change outfits.

They changed clothes three more time before the photographer clapped and declared that was all for the day.

"Phew! I never knew how demanding it was to be a model!" Marinette exclaimed, happily removing the shoes from her feet so she could feel the soft grass under her toes.

Adrien chuckled. "I know! Few people understand how grueling a day for us models can be!"

"I bet!" Marinette replied nervously twisting her loose hair between her thumb and forefinger.

"So, um, do you need a ride home or anything?" Adrien asked, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh! Uh, th-thanks, but uh, no. Th-that's ok! I don't live too far from here. Th-thanks for the offer!" she stuttered out.

"Of course! Anytime! And if I ever need a girl model, I know who to call," the blonde said, winking and smiling his winning smile at her.

Marinette's knees practically turned to jelly, and she tried with little success to give him her thanks, and instead ended up letting him know that he had perfect hair, and that she wished that their son would inherit it.

Despite all the stumbling over her words, Adrien was very kind, even if he did rase an eyebrow at her confession, and had the girl floating even higher than cloud nine, her cheeks redder than Ladybug's suit.

And even though she told them not to, Tom and Sabine couldn't help being a little concerned about their daughter that night when she climbed the stairs to her bedroom.

Sighing the entire way.

I had a few people say that they wished that Marinette had been made the model for the fall fashion line, but that wasn't my plan. Hopefully, this situation is to your liking you fans who wanted this! Enjoy reading as much as I did writing! Also, remember to be aware of the allergies of others. Sure, it worked out for my story plot, but be aware of others allergies, whether severe or mild. I am allergic to all nuts (not almonds. Almonds are a fruit people!), and it would have helped me a TON if when I was growing up, people were more concerned and cautious. It would have saved a LOT of allergy pills and a few trips to the hospital! Just pay attention and be aware of allergies!

Enjoy!

Always, WOBE.