Hey guys sorry about the wait. This entire thing was written entirely on my phone. So I had to get it beta read. Make sure my phone wasn't being a jerk and stuff. Anyways, here you are! Adrien's inner turmoil gets stronger lol

As always I own nothing.


The silence in the car was deafening, Marinette only barely managed to thank him before getting into the vehicle. Even the Gorilla seemed confused by his behavior. By all means everyone should be confused by his behavior, he was confused by it too. Even walking into the studio, the two teens were quiet. Adrien hated shooting for summer ad campaigns, always wanting more skin and more sultry looks. He was a young teen, with golden mannerisms, sultry and disheveled looks were not something he could pull off. Yet here in the studio it looked like a small personal beach. White sand littered the floor and the blue tropical background seemed out of place in the building.

Leaving Marinette behind to get changed in the dressing room felt like a mistake. The make-up artist was absolutely relentless in asking about the mystery girl, who she was, where they met, if they had even kissed yet. Adrien vehemently shook his head on that last one, saying Marinette was his classmate and that she was an aspiring fashion designer herself.

The white cotton button-up they had him in was loose, the khaki shorts on the lighter side to compliment his skin tone. He desperately wanted to roll the sleeves up but they wouldn't let him unless he agreed to unbuttoning more than two buttons. He sighed before plastering a smile on his face. Vincent was not impressed, uttering a, 'non, NON,' he tried to talk the boy into a more relaxed facial expression and pose.

Shifting his gaze over to where Marinette was he smiled honestly. Her face was a deep shade of pink, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, she became more fidgety under his gaze, waving to him slightly. Without thinking he ran his hand through his hair pulling the blond locks from his face, tilted his head back smiling and with his other hand raised it in a wave. Vincent did not miss the shot, or the reason why the model immediately became more willing to pose.

"You," Vincent pointed to his assistant, "take her," his finger shot to Marinette, "make magic happen. Now."

Adrien's eyes widened, what had he done? "Oh I possibly... No I mean... Wouldn't you prefer..." Marinette's voice faded in and out as she was dragged further away from the set. Minutes passed and Adrien became worried, they wouldn't actually put an inexperienced person on set with him would they? The sight that greeted his eyes confirmed that yes they would. Marinette's midnight coloured hair was pulled into a side swept ponytail, her lips were glossy and slightly pinker. She had on a pair of frayed Jean shorts that exposed a lot of leg, since they stopped just past the curve of her butt. As for what the assistant chose for her top, it screamed summer date, a pink camisole with lace trimming around the bottom had a loose knit sweater hanging from one shoulder. If loose knit was even a thing. It practically looked like someone attached sleeves to a net and called it a sweater. The sleeves were a little more substantial and they were long so they hung around her palms slightly. "H-hey," she mumbled brushing some hair out of her face.

Adrien just nodded, "It looks good on you." Her face flushed pink and he noticed the light sprinkling of freckles across the bridge of her nose. Without thinking he pulled her close and he stared at those smalls blemishes on her skin. His one hand was around her waist the other held her chin up so their for heads could touch.

The sound of the shutter furiously going off indicated that Vincent like his reaction to Marinette. Sighing he turned the girl in his arms holding her flush against his back facing the camera, "Wrap your arms behind my head," he mumbled into her ear. She nodded stiffly and her hands raised and gently touched his hair. His heart beat sped up as the shutter again went off like clockwork, her touch was so soft. Something in his mind didn't seem all there, he turned Marinette towards himself again. He brought her hands up to the first button he had done up, her face flushed furiously, "Just take your time," his voice sounded like it came out much deeper than it usually did. She nodded and after she had undone two buttons she laughed. Although it was nervous laughter her face was still lit up, it cause him to laugh as well. The shutter quieted when they stopped laughing. Adrien motioned for Marinette to sit down, "Now lean back on your hands with one leg extended and the other bent." She responded with a nod and did as asked, Adrien also sat in the sand, but not for long. He laid so his head was resting on the thigh of the outstretched leg. His hands made quick work of the rest of the buttons on his shirt so it slid open. Resting one arm across his abdomen he reached up to touch Marinette's cheek softly.

The shutter greeted his ears once more. Vincent was eating this up and for Adrien he was finally having a good time. Sitting up he pulled Marinette's sweater up over her head, she blinked as he laid it off to the side and instead shed his own shirt. He placed it over Marinette's shoulders and pulled her against his body and proceeded to lean back. Her head rested against his chest as she turned slightly so her hand could rest against his body as well. Once the clicking of the shutter stopped Adrien and Marinette stood once more, this time when he looked at Marinette wearing his slightly larger shirt something stirred in him. She looked positively sexy in the shirt with the short jeans. Some sort of look must have crossed his featured since the shutter again clicked away like mad. "A quick break and a change of clothes," Vincent barked out the orders before disappearing either for a new battery or memory card.

Marinette quickly tried to return his shirt to him, not looking him in the eyes, "Sorry about this Marinette, I'm not sure why Vincent wanted you to do this."

"Fine, I mean, it's fine. It's fun," her blue eyes turned up to his for a moment and he could see her scarlet cheeks. He smiled with a nod at her statement before the two were dragged away to separate areas to be changed and fussed over.

This time the make-up artist was relentless, she wouldn't let up that no matter how many times they asked him to unbutton his shirt or just not wear a shirt he had always said no. That one simple girl with some freckles almost had him ripping his shirt off. The make-up artist was moaning and groaning asking how such an ordinary girl could capture his heart. Adrien didn't try any form of rebuttal, instead he retreated into his mind. How did Marinette make him feel?

Sure she was super sweet and nice to everyone, but that didn't mean he liked her. Clearly he was at least a little bit physically attracted to her, that dream made as much known. Marinette may or may not like him, his heart raced slightly thinking about it. It wasn't fair to Marinette if he only 'liked' her because she liked him. This time when he exited the dressing room he was in a pair of dark gray skinny jeans, with an olive green crew neck shirt and a light tan button-up over top, the sleeves rolled up and the shirt unbuttoned.

This time the set was lit a little dimmer, like it was evening on the beach. Marinette was wearing a deep turquoise skirt that fell to her ankles, it looked loose and flowing around her legs, she wore a simple black shirt, at least it looked simple from behind. She had her back to him, her hair was down and curled slightly, he wondered if he was to pull on one of those curls if it would bounce back into place. As if she could read his mind she turned to look at him, he had no idea about make up, but it made her blue eyes pop. Long lashes framed those sapphire orbs, a slightly smokey looking eyeshadow fanned the outsides of her eyes. Her lips were a deep pink, and slightly sparkling. He must have been staring because her head turned away slightly and he finally looked at the shirt. A scoop neck with simple wave patterns that seemed to fade in and out of light blue to turquoise to dark blue to black were scattered across the front. She had a simple pendant hanging around her neck, clear turquoise glinted against her pale skin, his eyes shifted to her wrist and she had a matching bracelet, a simple metal bangle with some clear turquoise and pearls embedded into its slim form. "H-hey," she mumbled lifting her hand in a simple wave.

"Hey again," he replied softly.

"You're both ready, oui?" Vincent's voice sliced through the air starling the two teens. "I want more romance! Go!" his voice called out from behind his camera.

Marinette squeaked when Adrien took her hand into his, lifting it to his lips. He felt her shift slightly but didn't open his eyes right away. After a moment he lifted his gaze towards Marinette, who boldly laced her fingers through his with a small laugh upon her lips. When he stood he raised the arm holding her hand and spun her to lean against his body. He brought his face down into her shoulder and her free hand lazily stroked his hair. When they untangled from each other she gently pushed him with a soft laugh and jogged away from him through the sand. A sly grin slipped across his features and he chased after her. After a few moments he caught up to her and grabbed her around the waist, swinging her around slightly. When he stopped they leaned into each other and laughed, it bubbled out of him and he wasn't sure he wanted it to ever stop. After a few more poses for the camera Vincent dismissed them, thanking Marinette for her time.

"I think that was the most fun I've ever had during a shoot, thanks Marinette," he rubbed the back of his neck with a soft smile.

"You're fun! I mean, this was fun. Thanks," her stumble wasn't as bad but he still thought it kind of cute. He mentally kicked himself, if Ladybug saw him fooling around with one of his classmates and ever found out he was Cat Noir she would never believe him that he loved her.

"Did you want to come over for dinner? We can play video games to pass the time," that was not what he wanted to say but it came out anyways.

Marinette's face flushed and she managed a nod. Her arms failed slightly as she motioned to where her regular clothes were. He smiled and laughed, nodding at her antics, before he went to change back into his regular clothes. He frowned slightly, was Plagg right? Was it because he knew nothing about Ladybug that he was attracted to Marinette? Running a hand through his golden locks for what felt like the millionth time, he sighed. Pulling on his usual white over shirt and adjusting the sleeves to how he liked them he grabbed his bag and zipped it open slightly, "Plagg," he hissed into the bag.

"What's wrong kid?" the small black kwami yawned. "You're ruining my nap."

"Marinette is coming over so you'll have to stay hidden. I promise I'll make it up to you," he kept his voice down so hopefully no one would hear him. Although if anyone saw him, they'd think he was a certified crazy person, talking into his bag like that.

The smile that crossed Plagg's features made Adrien shiver, "Sure thing kid. But you gotta promise me one thing."

"What Plagg?"

"Try kissing the girl," Plagg's tiny face contorted into a kiss face and Adrien quickly zipped up his bag.

"Not on your life Plagg. My lips belong to Milady," he quickly tossed the bag over his shoulder and headed out to the set area to meet up with Marinette. He saw her standing there fidgeting with the hem of her jacket, "Ready to go?" She just nodded vigorously before following him out the doors and into the car.


So sorry about that wait again. We also got a new kitten so things might be a little stalled as she warms up to our family. She's super cute. As always leave reviews! I love you guys!