Every Ounce
She flicks her fingers at him, and flour covers the front of his apron, "hey!" He sticks his fingers in the bowl of flour and returns the attack, some landing in her black hair and some landing on her pink apron.
She laughs and smiles and giggles, and her father sends the couple disapproving looks, not appreciating the usage of baking ingredients, and Marinette gives her father an apologetic grin, "sorry, papa."
Adrien leans in, coyly grinning, "you look good with white in your hair, m'lady." She gently whacks his arm, and shoots a look to her no-longer-paying-attention father, before she slyly smirks, holding up two triangular icing bags filled with black icing, angling them on top of his head, "and you look good with cat ears, kitty."
He remembers when she found out he could purr, and God the mortification had stunned him silly, but he knew how to use it with the opposite effects, leaning in and pressing his lips against her ear, and speaking softly, "I'd like to think of other things that'd look purrfect on you, princess."
Of course, he knew there'd be consequences, but the red look of surprise on her face was worth it, and when he got a face full of flour, her father begrudgingly dismissed them from duty, and the couple goes up stairs to wash up.
They laughed and joked and poked and prodded at each other like monkeys, pulling out clumps of flour from each other's hair and throwing it at each other as they went. And after they washed their faces and discarded their aprons and shook out their hair, they went up to the roof, while their kwamis talked excitingly between themselves.
"Did you know that when I first saw you, as ladybug, I mean, it took every ounce of me not to kiss you." Adrien says, his head on top of hers as they leaned over the railing, and Marinette chuckles, "really?"
"Really. And when I first heard you laugh, it took every ounce of me not to marry you." And again, he got a chuckle, "oh really?"
"Yep," and he drops his voice to a soft whisper, and tells her, "and when I met your soul, it took every ounce of me."
She turns in his arms and looks up at him, "really?" She also whispered, and he nods, smiling sweetly, "really. Really really really."
