Prompt request for my Bestie/Wife sword-of-romance. And this has now turned into a little drabble series XD

1. "Come over here and make me."

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"Come over here and make me."

Chat Noir glared at Marinette as she continued to sit on the edge of the roof, legs dangling. She merely looked at him smugly over her shoulder before turning back to look over Paris. She hummed and kicked her legs slightly as she ignored him, knowing how annoyed he was becoming.

This is what he got for being overbearing.

Okay, yes, she understood his reasoning behind his actions but that didn't mean she enjoyed being cooped up all the time. Especially since it was still very possible for her to moving around. Tikki even said she'd be fine during a transformation for a patrol, but did her husband listen? Nooooo.

So while he had gone off on a patrol, not that they really needed to, Hawkmoth had been gone for a few years now, she had climbed up to their roof for some fresh air. Even though it had only been a few months since her 'banishment' from the rooftops, she had missed being up high and overlooking her city. Of course, he had come home to find her there and demanded she move.

She couldn't help the smirk that grew on her face as she heard him huff and march over to her.

"Marinette. You shouldn't be up here. You could fall!"

"I'm fine, Chat. I'm just sitting here."

He huffed again, "Marinette. Got off this roof."

"As I said before, Make me."

He glared at her again before shrugging, "You asked for it." He then lifted her up into his arms and started walking away from the edge.

"Hey! Chat!" She cried out, "Chat! Adrien! Put me down! I was fine!"

Adrien didn't do as she asked even after he jumped down to their balcony and let his transformation drop. Marinette crossed her arms and pouted at him as he glared back.

"You know I don't want you up there."

"And I'm more than alright! I was being careful! Stop being so overbearing!"

"I'm not-!"

"You are! I understand you're worried! But…" Her voice soften as she relaxed in his arms, "I'm only three months pregnant, I don't need to be on bedrest or cooped up in the house all the time. I've barely begun to show."

Adrien sighed and finally set her down, keeping an arm around her as the other came to rest upon her small bump. "I'm sorry, Buggaboo. I know I've been a little…extreme lately. I just don't want anything to happen to you."

"I know, but you have to trust me to be able to take care of myself too."

"Fair enough and I do trust you, " He placed his forehead against hers, "But please don't go up on the roof without me anymore."

She smiled and kissed him, "Deal."