(A/N; Ok thank you all so much for being so patient! It means a lot to know I can take my time to get you guys some good content. Lately I've been so busy and the storys these past two weeks I though got personally week. But nonetheless I think the ending is the best part! Just to clear up some questions I found in my story, Marinette and Adrien both already know their super hero selves, I just don't feel quite confident trying to tackle a reveal fic yet, but who know maybe one will come in the future. Lastly as always thank you do my best friend in the world for spell checking and all that good stuff. And THANK YOU SO MUCH you guys have no idea how much it means to see your likes and reviews!.)
"What do you mean something came up?!" Marinette asked desperately, "Nino, you told me you could model the shirt!"
"Yes I did but then something came up I'm sorry" Nino replied waving his hands frantically in the hair "You can ask Adrien!"
Marinette jumped at the name, "No I can't!".
Nino smirked, pulled out his phone and dialed a phone number, "Hi Adrien!" He greeted to the phone.
Marinette gasped in horror, hopped off the bench they were sitting on and refused to look in Nino's direction.
"So basically you should help Marinette model some clothing because I can't," He replied, "Which means you should do a both us a favor and be at Marinette's house as soon as possible" Nino watched Marinette pace back and forth biting her nails.
Marinette burned holes in the ground as she shakily paced, biting her nails.
Nino got up and brushed out his jeans with one hand whilst still holding the phone witha plastered grin on his face, "Ok so you do it?" Nino laughed "Ok thanks dude!"
Marinette made an incoherent noise as she stomped her feet, glaring at Nino, "You are the worst," She huffed.
Nino laughed, "You'll thank me. I'm like the genie of friendship," He pointed out, "Welp I'm off on a date with Ayla so we will check in with you two later." Nino waved and started to walk out of the park.
Marinette stood by herself for what felt like hours. She soon realized her circumstances and started to jog out of the park back to the bakery. Marinette raced into the bakery door and shut it behind her. She leaned against the door frame taking a couple deep breaths.
"So Adrien, Marinette's in your class right?" Sabine's voice chirped.
On cue Marinette's head shot up as she look at the scene before her. Her crush was leaning up against the counter effortlessly as her parents showered him with all kinds of questions about him and his relationship with Marinette. She swore her heart could have jumped out of her chest and threw a party. At the same time Marinette''s brain was telling her to dig her grave and go lay in it.
"Actually were in almost all of the same classes," He politely replied, "She's an amazing designer as well."
Marinettes face burned red as the three were blissfully unaware of her presence.
"Well that sounds like her," Tom added shoving a large pan in the oven, "She practically lives for your father's works.
Adrien let out a soft laughed and turn around just enough that they made eye contact. Marinette saw his light green eyes get even lighter as he held up his hand to wave. Which each second that passed her breath was being stolen from her as she tried to form words.
"H-hi Ad-Adrien!" She greeted with excitement mixed with voice cracks, "S-so um did Nino, uh, tell you wh-what happened?" She asked walking over to the counter breaking eye contact to look at her pink flats.
"Yup and if there's one person that can stand for hours and not move it me." He reassured her.
Marinette giggled and looked up at the taller blonde. She studied the way his hair swept to the side effortlessly. His hair was mostly a golden blonde, but from up close Marinette could spot strands that reached a subtle brown.
"So you want to start the project?" He made eye contact again making her want jump off a cliff.
She blinked before gasping "Oh y-yeah sure follow me!" Marinette managed to speak out.
Adrien nodded before looking at her parents who were busy finishing a wedding cake, "Again it was really nice to meet you" He added.
Her parents gave each a look before laughing, "We should say the same to you!" Tom chuckled, "You two have fun." Her mother giggled focusing her eyes back on the cake.
Marinette shakely led Adrien to the back of the bakery and up the stairs to her house. Once they were in she sped walked up her white steps to her room. Finally they settled in her room, Adrien leaned against the wall looking over at her desk. Marinette watched his gaze turn to her desk, his eyes locked onto the cut out pictures of him tapped to the wall. Marinette wondered if this was what death felt like.
"U-um your d-dad's work i-is ama-amazing!" She stuttered looking anywhere but at his face.
"He may not be the best dad but hes one hell of a designer" He chuckled looking back at her.
Silence completely engulfed the room in within a millisecond as Marinette shifted her weight.
"So you need help with a shirt right?" Adrien questioned peering over starring the multiple fashion designs sprawled out onto the wooden desk.
"Uh yeah, a button down shirt for a contest," She replied back.
Adrien turned around and stared at her dead in the eyes. He took note of the fact that Marinette had just used a full sentence in front of him. It actually made Adrien smile to himself that she could feel more comfortable talking with him than previous. Then It struck him, talk to her about what she's passionate about.
"Oh that's awesome what is the contest for?" Adrien asked
Marinettes eyes lit up as she grabbed the top magazine from the endless pile. She steadily flipped to a page that was bookmarked.
"Its this contest for teen to make a sweater that showcases some type of pattern" Marinette said, "The winner gets five hundred dollars and the sweater gets worn in this American fashion event called New York Fashion Week" She finished looking up at him with wide eyes.
Adrien look back down at her, her cerulean blue eyes full of hope. He examined the way her eyes got wider when talking about fashion. The way Marinette's eyes flared-up at just the mention of designing. The vivid dark blue lines underneath the ocean of colors deepen and contrasted with the light blue fluid strands intertwining in the eyes.
"Here let me get the actual shirt" She giggled walking over to her closet.
She gently opened the wood doors and pulled out a medium sized box. Silently she opens it and pulled out a black shirt . Marinette opened the folded fabric and held it up for him to look at.
"It's not much yet but I haven't added the actual details yet." Marinette clarified, "If you don't mind would you be able to just put it on over your shirt?" Her face now red as a tomato.
"Why don't I just take off my shirt so you can get a better fit for it." Adrien offered.
Before she could protest he had already flung his signature black shirt over head body and laid in onto the desk. Marinette held back an audible squeak felt butterflies arise from her stomach. She quickly averted her eyes back to the shirt fiddling to unfold the pieces.
"I haven't attached the sleeves but that's why I needed to have someone try it on so I could see where to stop at " Marinette rambled. "I also haven't put the buttons on yet so really it's just a vest at this stage" She giggled.
Her red cheeks engulfed the rest of her face when she heard Adrien chuckle behind her. He stepped closer to peer over her shoulder. Marinette could feel his breath down the back of her neck sending a wave of shivers down her spine. She coughed and grabbed the main piece turning around quickly. Marinette looked down from his eyes working her gaze to his neck then his chest. She stared at his well built torso. Marinette gawked at the tan body in front of her. Shaking her head Marinette help the fabric in front of her face in an attempt to cover her blush.
"U-um here put this on!" She exclaimed.
Adrien laughed and carefully lifted the fabric from her hands. When he reached over his hands grazed over her smaller hands, he blushed and quickly lifted the piece. Adrien moved back towards the open space of her room. He faced the standing mirror and he smoothly slid his bare arms through the unhemmed holes of the shirt. Marinette stood awkwardly, watching his back muscles flex and contract while putting the piece on. Her heart beat out of her chest as Adrien finished, He turned back and smiled at her holding out his arms.
"I shall leave it in your hands now" Adrien declared.
Marinette tried to wipe her blush straight off her face and reached to grab her pins and the sleeve pieces. She scooted over to him and put the rest of her stuff onto the bed next to her. Marinette grabbed the one sleeve and looked up towards him.
"May I?" She asked.
Adrien just nodded and gave her a grin. Marinette took the sleeve and slid it through his arm and up to his shoulder. Marinette had to fight the urge to run her hands up and down his toned chest as she held the sleeve in place at the top of his broad shoulders. Adrien slyly looked down at the smaller girl. He watched as her eyes paid close attention to every single action she did. The room had a suffocating silence, however; Adrien didn't mind it at all. Infact he found it captivating to watch her stick the fabric with multiple pins. Adrien watched her eyebrows draw closer when her eyes fixed on the pins she was now putting in the shoulders of the shirt. He furiously blushed and moved his gaze to the wall. If this was 'Sponge Bob', Adrien's mini-mes in his brain where currently freaking out and setting fire to everything. (A/N that one episode where spongebob has all those tiny spongebobs running around buying stuff in his brain. I'm a writer I swear)
'Oh no, she's cute' Adrien frantically though, 'No, absolutely not, she's like a sister… right?' He desperately tried to tell himself as his cheeks felt like 1000 degrees.
"Ok we can take a break i'm actually done now!" Marinette said wiping her forehead, "Thanks again."
He snapped back into reality and looked at his shoulders, both were now covered and had multiple pins in each sleeve. Apart of Adrien was sad knowing the job was over, but none the less he needed to clear his thoughts.
"Here let me help you take that off so you don't stab yourself" Marinette giggled.
Adrien obliged as he felt her gently grasp the fabric, instead of pulling the fabric off she carefully slip her slim hands under the shirt. Adrien remained stiff as Marionettes delicate hands burned his chest. Marinette to was internally screaming as she glided her hands up to his toned shoulders. Marinettes hands tingled when her hands would come into contact with his body. She avoided eye contact while pushing the piece off his shoulders. Marinette hesitantly stepped closer to his body, she could smell his cologne, Marinette could only describe it as the woods on a fall day. The kind of smell you would smell when the leaves are turning and the air is a crisp woodlands scent. Marinette took a deep breath exhaling as she ducked around to his back. Adrien shivered and closed his eyes, he forced every nerve in his body to freeze, fighting the urge to turn around and smother her in kisses. His eyes shot open as he felt her hands work their way to his shoulders. She dragged the cloth off of his shoulders and slowly took it off his arms as well. After what was actually was 10 seconds Marinette stood in front of him again smiling.
"Um, you can put your shirt back on" She hinted looking at his dumbfounded look.
"Oh yeah, totally forgot about that." Adrien replied walking over and throwing on the shirt.
Marinette stood beside him, putting away her materials back into the closet. She looked back up just in time to see him ruffle his hair, sweeping back into its place.
"Welp, I'm sure you have better things to do than dilly dally here with me so you're free to go it you want." Marinette asked afraid of his answer.
Adrien lifted his head back up to met her intense blue eyes.
'Did she want him to leave?', 'Did he make her uncomfortable?', 'Does she think that she not worth his time?', These question filled his head as Adrien straightened his posture.
"Can I kiss you?" Adrien blurted out his gaze burning against her shocked gaze.
Marinette shriveled folding her arms studying the floorboards, "I me-mean I would l-love that b-but I don't t-think I'm th-that worth i-it," She rambled.
Marinette keep her eyes on the wood floors, tracing the pattern of lines. She kept repeating this process drowning out the sound of footsteps inching closer to her. Adrien swiftly made his way to her and placed his hand on her shoulder, pulling her in to make contact with her lips. Adrien lightly pressed his lips to hers waiting for some kind of response. Within a nano-second Marinette let her fears wash out of her when she moved her hands to his neck, pulling away and crashing back into his lips. He snaked his hands around her tiny waist, Adrien could smell the fresh peppermint lip balm on her soft pink lips. The kiss turned the room silencing the hustle and bustle of the city below them. Marinette's ears were ringing and she deeped the kiss, even moving there her body up against his. (A/N They need to leave room for jesus). Adrien could hear his heart pounding as he felt Marinette's fingers tangle themselves in his hair. Marinette heard Adrien make an attempt to muffle a sound forming from deep within his throat. Adrien couldn't help himself but to start softly purring as she worked her magic on the back of his neck. She pulled back and resorted to fits of laughter.
"Are you purring?" She questioned in between giggles.
Adrien wanted to jump out the nearest window due to embarrassment. He nervously rubbed the back of his neck, his face red as ladybugs costume, "Maybe." He grumbled.
"Well, I think it's cute" Marinette said wiping a tear from the corner of her eye.
When Marinette looked back up she say Adrien now leaning against the wall head first making an incoherent mix between a groan and wheeze as well as mumbling things about how death would be better than this situation. Marinette could only look at the boy in pity for a second before bursting out in more laughter.
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