Well After months of trying to get this typed here it is! Sorry for the long, long wait! I apologize for spelling or grammar errors. Enjoy the Chapter!
Chapter 2: Photo Shoots and Jealousy
Once Marinette turned the corner, she let out a frustrated groan. She just couldn't believe she was going to marry one of her best friends. She was going to marry Adrien. She was supposed to be in a fake marriage with Adrien.
That's when the reality of the situation started to crash down on Marinette. She let out a defeated whimper as she sunk slowly to the floor. It's not that it was bad marrying Adrien. He was kind and a wonderful person. Anyone would be happy to marry him, he was a great person. Not to mention he was also very attractive. And truth be told if she had to marry anyone she'd pick him. But he didn't love her that way and their relationship was platonic and not romantic in any way.
The good thing was there were barely any people on this floor. Since this was the floor Mr. Agreste's office was on, employees rarely stepped onto this floor unless asked to. Marinette was about to get up and leave since the photo shoot was in a few minutes. After a few more seconds of questioning her life choices, she got up. She quickly stood up when she saw Adrien standing in front of her. She plastered a smile on her face so he would not suspect anything.
"Marinette?" he said as she stood took a deep breath.
"Adrien, hey. What are you doing here?" she greeted in a fake bubbly manner. Adrien looked at her as if he was looking for something. She prayed that he didn't figure her out. She's been told by many mostly Alya and Adrien that she like an open book. Easily can be read.
"My father wanted to talk to me about something," he told her still searching her eyes. Which made her think was Mr. Agreste going to tell him about the marriage? Oh no. She wasn't ready for him to know about the marriage yet.
"Marinette?" he asked a bit worried. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah just tired." She mumbled as she observed her left hand than his face. The words marriage and future husband ringing in her ears. "Anyways do you know what he wants to talk to you about?" she asked.
"Not a clue. Though it must be important since he rarely even talks to me without an appointment." This made Marinette scowl. She knew Mr. Agreste was a bad father, but rarely talking to your son, your only son made her mad beyond words.
"What about you?Why are you on this floor." He asked her and her face softened.
"Same. Your father wanted to talk to me," she told him the truth. Well, not entirely what they had talked about but still the truth. He did want to talk to her.
"By the look on your face. I assume it didn't go well," he said as he observes her. She sighed leaning against the wall.
"You can say that," she mumbled out. If by didn't go well you mean got into an arranged marriage. Then yeah it didn't go as well as I thought it would. She had not noticed that she had been lost in her thoughts until she noticed the silence.
"Anyway, I'll catch you at the shoot." She said starting to pass by him, just in time to see a mischievous glint in his eyes. She only saw that glint when he was about to say something that would make her roll her eyes or say something cute. Not that everything else he said was not cute. It just was cute that made her blush and he knew it.
"What shoot?" he said pretending not to know a feigned look of innocence on his face.… Oh, it was one of those. She rolled her eyes and decide to play along for once. She placed one of her hands on her hip and cocked her eyebrow.
"You know the one you agree to help me with." Adrien looked surprised since she usually didn't play along. He then proceeded to 'think' about it, and finally remembered.
"Oh, that one. I agreed to that?" he said smiling. She rolled her eyes to herself.
"Please Adrien you promise you would help," she said fake begging him. She looked at him with her big blue eyes, pouting a bit. This, of course, caught him off guard causing him to look away blushing a bit. She then dropped her act concerned as to why he had reacted that way. As she was opening her mouth he spoke,"Fine, but only because you're my friend. Plus you don't see or treat me like a model like everyone else. But see me as I really am a.."
"Dork." she finished as she started walking by him again.
"I was going to say person, but that works too," he called as she waved goodbye to him still confused about why reacted that way. Deciding that he was probably coming down with something, she turned around as she got into the elevator.
"See you at the shoot!" she called before the doors closed.
"See you!" he shouted as the elevator's doors shut close. She sighed for the hundredth time, wondering what she had gotten herself into. Though then her eyes widen, what was she going to tell her parents! What was she going to tell Alya!
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After having a complete freak out session in the elevator. Marinette arrived at the photo shoot. She could barely contain her own excitement for the photo shoot. Marinette had settled for an evening gown theme. Marinette approached her models and greeted them. Alma floral, a bubbly girl that was admiring the clothes waved at her. While Cady Pierce one of the newer models quickly dusted herself off before smiling.
"Marinette!" Marinette smiled as she watched Alma run towards her, her chestnut curls bouncing as she did so. Marinette waved back before Alma crashed into her. Marinette laughed, she always thought Alma was a child at heart.
"Marinette the dresses are so beautiful. You're so talented!" her honey brown speckled eyes shone as she gushed. Marinette had worked with many different types of models with different types of personalities. She had thanked God that Alma was a good soul and had decided to model her line.
" Thank you, Alma, anyway we better get going and get you into your dress," Marinette told her as she plucked the baby blue, off the shoulder dress, off the rack. Alma grinned at her and left towards the dressing area. Marinette turned towards the rack with the 10 main dresses. She chose a with a cherry blossom sweet heart neckline colored dress to give Cady. Marinette watched her as moved a piece of her burgundy wine hair behind her ears. Marinette raised her hand to hers. Though as soon as she saw her slate gray eyes narrow at her hand she knew she was one of those models. This was going to be a long day.
She was lucky that she knew what each model would wear. So she didn't have to stress and worry what outfit her models would be in. As the models got dressed she decided to go greet the makeup artists. As soon as she went over there she was greeted by Tikki, one of two professional makeup artists. Tikki was one of her other closest friends in the Fashion world.(Aside from Adrien, of course.) Them being dear friends, had made it easy getting her to do her models make up.
"Hey Tikki. Where's Juleka?" she asked as Tikki was taking out the makeup kits.
" She's working on Alma's makeup." she answered as she turned around.
"Oh my gosh Marinette what happened," Tikki said observing her. Her blue sapphire eyes looking like they were ready to chastise her. Marinette shrugged knowing that she would scold her for waking up late again. Tikki always acted like her big sister.
"Just stayed up late." Tikki gestured her to sit down on one of the chairs.
"I told you not to keep staying up late working on your designs." she scolded like Marinette thought she would. While starting to put on her makeup.
"Tikki, not this again." she complained knowing what was coming.
"If I had told you once I have told you twice…" and she went on rambling about a lot of things. Like it wasn't healthy that she stayed up late and that she was too young still to get large eye bags. That next time she saw her like this she would go over to her house and forced her to stop designing and make her sleep early for once. Of course, it would be after she scolded her for staying up late in the first place. Marinette basically toned out for the rest of Tikki's speech.
"...then wouldn't be able to catch your boyfriend, Adrien's attention anymore." she told her as she touched up the last of her makeup.
"What? Tikki what are you talking about?" she was confused as to why Tikki assumed she was dating Adrien.
"Huh what do you mean?Were you not listening to my whole speech?" she questioned placing her makeup brushes behind her ear to keep the red hair from falling over her eyes.
"Uh I was, but what's this about Adrien and I dating?" she asked as Tikki placed her makeup brushes away and eye shadow away.
"What do you mean? About half the company knows you and Adrien are secretly dating," she said making Marinette's eyes go wide. About half the company knows?She needed to know how long this has been going on.
"Since when?" she asked making her sound as if her secrets been blown.
Tikki giggled and then smiled.
"Oh, Marinette everyone's known since you came to work here as an intern ." Marinette instantly remembered that day.
5 years ago…..
Marinette was nervous when she first stepped into the immense building. All 10 qualified interns would be arriving today. Only three would make it. Adrien had been telling her that everything would turn out fine. She told him that what if she didn't get the internship.
"Marinette you're talented I know you can do it," he said smiling. She nodded as she clutched her purse. Heading towards the office once her name was called.
After she got out of his office she ran out to meet Adrien in the lobby.
"I got the internship," she told him still in disbelief. He hugged her tightly as he spun her around. She laughed at his excitement.
"I knew you could do it." he said grabbing her hands.
"Thanks for believing in me." she said kissing his cheek.
"I'll always believe in you Marinette," he said and Marinette smiled not noticing his blush. Nor the knowing looks of the staff.
Marinette shook her head as she remembered the memory. That scene looked like something out of a romantic movie. No wonder everyone thought they were a couple. She knew that sometimes they seemed to act like one, but she didn't think anyone else really paid attention.
Though apparently, they did.
"Don't worry Marinette everyone knows that you want it a secret. If that's what you're worried about." Tikki added. Marinette shook her head.
"That's not what I'm worried about." she told her standing up from the chair.
"Thanks for doing my makeup Tikki," Tikki told her it was no problem as she walked over to Cady.
Marinette strolled over to where Alma was getting her makeup done for the shoot. She looked around to see the Cady getting her makeup done by Tikki.
Where on earth is he? She asked herself as she saw Adrien was nowhere to be seen. What if he was still talking to his father. What if he found out that they were going to get married and didn't want to do the shoot anymore. She was about to call him but as soon as she picked up the phone. He came in running into the studio.
"I'm here," he said out of breath. His hair was wild and free instead of its neat and tamed style. Which proved he ran all the way here.
"Adrien what happened," she asked. He just grabbed her and kissed her knuckles.
"Couldn't disappoint the princess." was his only response. Marinette realized that Tikki was looking at her with a knowing look. She rolled her eyes.
"No need to be so dramatic," she said pushing him away. Then remembered he was talking to his father.
"Uh what did your dad want to talk to you about?" she asked her nervousness returning. She felt her heart beat rapidly in her chest. Her thoughts did nothing to calm her heart down. It felt like it was an eternity until he answered her.
"Oh, I didn't get to talk to him. He canceled at the last minute, meeting or something," he said finally said making her sigh in relief. She was glad that he hadn't found out about their fake marriage, yet.
Yet, meaning he would find out soon. Meaning that he could appreciate her help or completely hate her. Even though she knew that he would probably wouldn't hate her. She couldn't help but focus on that slight chance that he might hate her.
"Then why were you late?" she asked. If he wasn't talking to his father like she thought then why was he almost late? Adrien rubbed his neck, a habit she noticed when he was nervous or embarrassed.
"Heh about that. I kind of forgot to ask you what studio the photo shoot was at," he explained.
"So I kind of had to interrupt a bunch of other photo shoots. My father will probably kill me, but that's fine as long as I got to help you," he said casually as we walked over to the makeup station.
Marinette felt guilty, Adrien was probably going to get in trouble with his father and it was her fault.
"I'm sorry Adrien I.." she started, but Adrien shushed her up. Marinette looked up to him and he smiled at her.
"Marinette. My dad will be mad, yes but don't blame yourself. I should have asked where the shoot was." he said sincerely.
"B-but I should have told you where it was, " she argued with him. She saw Adrien roll his eyes at her stubbornness.
"Look Marinette don't we have to start the shoot already?" he asked wanting her to forget it. Wanting her to stop feeling guilty. Marinette crossed her arms and huffed.
"Yeah we do but just because we have to do the shoot now doesn't mean we won't talk about this later," she said turning around.
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Marinette was not very fond of her new model Cady Pierce. It wasn't that she didn't look great in the photos. No that wasn't the problem. The problem was her attitude. She had complained that the lighting was clashing with her pearly white skin. Whatever the fuck that meant.
Not to mention that she had criticized the way Tikki was doing her makeup. By that point, she was ready to slap her and she would have if Adrien hadn't stopped her. Marinette had learned to maintain patience towards her models, but Cady was definitely testing her patience. Especially now. The individual photos of her models in the evening gowns were already taken. Right now Alma had just finished taking the couple portion of the shoot with Adrien. Which meant that Cady was up and that wouldn't have been a problem. But it was.
By that point, she was ready to slap her and she would have if Adrien hadn't stopped her. Marinette had learned to maintain patience towards her models, but Cady was definitely testing her patience. Especially now. The individual photos of her models in the spring outfits were already taken. Right now Alma had just finished taking the couple portion of the shoot with Adrien. Which meant that Cady was up and that wouldn't have been a problem. But it was.
Marinette felt her eye twitch in annoyance as she saw Cady interact with Adrien. Seeing them interact reminded her of when Chloe practically threw herself at Adrien at every chance she got. Marinette felt the pencil in her hand snap. That brought her back to reality. She heard Tikki and Alma snickering beside her. While Juleka just smiled.
"What?" Marinette glared at her. Alma just giggled.
"Jealous?" Tikki inquired. Marinette's eyes widen and she quickly denied it.
"No just a bit irked, she isn't acting like a professional," Marinette said simply returning her focus towards the two. Her jealous? Why would she feel jealous? She had seen him do tons of photo shoots with other girls. So this shouldn't bother her. Plus she wasn't even dating him.
But you're going to marry him, which makes you basically his fiancée even if he doesn't know yet, a part of her mind reasoned.
So you had the right to be jealous.
She saw the discomfort on Adrien's face. Cady was getting too close comfort.
"Okay I think that's a wrap," she told the photographer. She saw Adrien sigh in relief, Cady scowled, Tikki and Alma laugh. Thankfully Juleka didn't say anything.
"But we didn't finish." protested Cady. Marinette darted her eyes towards her. She has seen many designers treat their models harshly. Marinette had never truly liked that part of designers. So she had decided to never treat any of her models like that especially since one of her best friends was sometimes treated like that. Cady should be thankful she cared enough about Adrien and her promise.
"Well, you two did look so great together in the few pictures we took. I think that we got everything we need. You were a professional." she told Cady. Was it a struggle for Marinette to say that? Yup felt like swallowing fucking rocks, but at least she was off Adrien. She saw Cady's gray eyes glimmer proudly. At least Marinette's Fashion line Shoot was finished. Now she could go and enjoy lunch with Adrien.
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As she said her goodbyes to everyone, she laughed quietly to herself. She laughed at the ridiculousness of her being jealous. Jealous? Her?
Please, she didn't like Adrien like that. She definitely didn't.
She definitely isn't jealous. I know Marinette could have said something but then again it's a fic. And I can do whatever I want. Chapters for my fics may take long since now I'm in my last year of middle school and have mid terms at the end of this year to look forward to. Yay. Anyways Sorry for spelling errors and grammar errors. Thanks for reading.
~Petaledroses
