Marinette looked at herself in the mirror, twisting and turning around in front of it. She wondered if her dress wasn't too bright for the occasion, especially since she knew Luka wasn't someone to wear brighter colors, or at least she never saw him doing so. It would have been nice to match, just so other people would think they were a couple. If others thought that then it wouldn't feel that uncomfortable to be there with someone who isn't your boyfriend or partner.

She took a glance at the clock that was hanging at her bedroom wall. It was almost half past six, almost time for Luka to pick her up at her apartment.

"The Chiffon dress it is I guess." she said to herself. Giving one more glance at it. The dress was light pink, it had a heart shaped neckline and off shoulder straps. The skirt of the dress came just above her ankles and on her right hip there was a flower made out of the same color chiffon.

She walked over to her bed to grab her small shoulder bag, checking it one more time if she had everything. The bag was black, just like the high heels and necklace she was wearing.

The doorbell rang the moment she just finished checking her bag. She quickly walked towards the door, taking her jacket of the coat rack before opening the door.

"Good evening." He said with a smile on his face, before he took a quick glance over Marinette's dress. "You look beautiful."
"Thank you. You look good yourself too." she returned the compliment. "I never thought we we match."

Luka was wearing a black suit combined with a black tie and a light pink colored dress shirt.

"Yeah… This is the only dress shirt I have… It used to be white but it accidentally got into the washing machine with the red colored clothing… I don't really wear those things often so I kind of forgot about it until I looked into my wardrobe."
"It does suit you quite well."

Luka smiled at her as he thanked her. She then stepped out of her apartment, now putting on her jacket before she closed the door behind her and she locked it.

"My parents' house is nearby, it's only a fifteen minute walk away. So I hope that's alright. We will take the car from there towards the restaurant, my father will be driving." she said as they walked towards the elevator.
"That's fine. Those minutes will give us some time to get to know each other, I don't know anything about you apart From the fact you got a sweet tooth."
"Well, all I know about you is that you play the guitar and like to play 'till late at night."
"It doesn't bother you, does it? You could always tell me if it does."
"No, it doesn't. I like it quite a lot actually. The songs you play at night are always relaxing and calming. It makes me feel less stressed after a tough day, so please don't stop with that."
"I'm glad to hear you like it. Most songs I play are self-written songs for my study." Luka said as he pressed the button for the elevator.

Marinette looked at him with widened eyes, she had never thought that those quality melodies were self-written. Luka chuckled at her reaction. The elevator dinged before the doors opened. They walked inside and pressed the button for the ground floor.

"You write your own music? That's so cool." Marinette said as the doors of the elevator closed. "Those melodies sounds so pretty."
"Thank you. Maybe I can play something for you some time, without a wall in between."
"I would love that!"

The doors of the elevator opener again once they were at the ground floor. They walked towards the exit of the building. The cold December air blew against their skin. Marinette buried her face into her scarf, hoping that would warm her up a bit more. Luka didn't whore a coat, only his jacket of his suit was what him protected from the cold.

"Are you still in school?" Luka asked after a while as they walked through the streets.
"School? Uh… yeah." she said a bit taken back by the sudden question. "I'm in my second year of my bachelor fashion design and technology."
"That's really cool, so you make all your clothes yourself?"
"Not all of them." she giggled "But I think 60% is self-made in my wardrobe."

Luka chuckled at her answer. The two of them came by a red traffic light and stopped in front of it.

"So what about you? What exactly do you study in Music?" Marinette asked curiously.
"Music in general I guess? After this study I will be able to start as freelancer as a performing artist, clinician, producer, songwriter, arranger or composer. It's pretty broad to choose from."
"which would you prefer of them all?"
"Either a songwriter or composer or maybe both, I'm not sure yet, It's my second year, so I still got time to decide."
"All options you got would be amazing."
"What will you be doing after your study? I'm sure fashion is pretty broad as well."
"To be honest I don't know anymore… I wanted to try and get a job at Gabriel, as it has been my dream since I was little... I mean Gabriel knows what he is doing with designing, he himself had even complimented my designs before and basically told me I was gifted with talent… However his son broke up with me yesterday… he's a full time model and I don't know if I could face him." Marinette spoke softly.

Luka stayed quiet for a moment as he looked at Marinette. He just wanted to say something when the light turned green and they had to cross the road.

"You're going to give up your dream because of a guy?" He asked once they had crossed the road.
"I'm not sure yet… It's pretty recent so I won't take actions when being emotionally."
"I really think you shouldn't give up. I know that it will be hard seeing him and such. He hurt you and you got all the rights to feel that way, but to give up your dream… Gabriel told you you got talent, so I bet he would love to have you work for him after your studies. You shouldn't let him ruin your dreams."
"Thanks Luka, but I honestly don't know anymore. I mean what if I went true with purpusing my dream and see him at work… how am I supposed to react?"
"Just keep your head held high, show him how successful you've got and make him see what an amazing girl he let go."
"You think I would be able to do that?"
"Of course! The begin would probably be though but you will manage it. I'm sure about that."

Marinette smiled at him. She was really touched by Luka's words. He was right, she shouldn't let Adrien ruin her dreams when she had fought for it for so long to get closer and closer to make it come true.

The rest of the walk they continued to talk about their lives and things they like. Marinette had discovered that Luka loved Jagged Stone's music, that he despise Mango, Goes to do yoga every Sunday and that he enjoyed pineapple on his pizza, All though that isn't his favorite pizza. His favorite pizza is pepperoni pizza with extra cheese.

Marinette had shared some stuff about her as well. She told him that her parents run a bakery and that that is probably the reason why she had a sweet tooth. She told him she was a big fan of Jagged Stone and that she always listened to his songs when designing. They enjoyed chatting so much that they almost didn't realize they already arrived at her parents' house.

"Mamma, Papa, we're here." Marinette called out as she opened the door of her parent's house, she still has a spare key of the house.

The two walked further into the house, greeting her parents when they saw them sitting on the couch in the living room. Her mother was wearing a Qipao dress and her father was wearing a neat black suit. Luka introduced himself politely and thanked them that they allowed him to celebrate Christmas with them. Her parents were really kind to him and asked him about what he does for a living. Luka answered their questions kindly and eventually ask something about her parents living as well.

Marinette had called her parents the night before to explain everything that had happened. Her father got pretty angry about what Adrien did to his little girl and her mother was angry with Adrien too, as well feeling sorry for Marinette. Marinette was glad her parents didn't bring up her ex in a conversation, and didn't assume Luka to be her date or ask him too personal questions. They got along well and that was what mattered most to Marinette.

A few minutes later Marinette was sitting in the backseat with Luka, her father was driving and her mother was sitting in the passenger seat. The ride was pretty quiet, only the music played softly in the background. It always was like that, since her father needed to concentrate when driving.

after a twenty minute ride they arrived at the restaurant. The restaurant was big both on the outside and inside and was decorated with beautiful Christmas lights. Marinette loved the sight of it already.

Her eyes widened even more after a waiter had taken their jackets and leaded them to the dining hall. The room was huge and divided in two sections, one of them being completely empty so there is space to dance and on the other section had tables placed neatly in rows. another waiter took the four of them to their table and offered them a cup of coffee while waiting for every guest to arrive, they were one of the first after all.

The other guests soon arrived and before they knew it beautiful music began to play as the waiters and waitresses began to give out the first appetizer which was a small plate with four kind of pieces baguette, all having different kinds of spreads on top of it and placed on the plate like an artwork. With the first appetizer the waiters and waitresses handed out wine and water to drink with it. Marinette got pretty excited after seeing the first dish, it looked so pretty and delicious. She felt like she was in heaven after she took her first bite and judging by the others expressions they were too.

"Do you want to go and dance?" Luka asked Marinette after everyone at the table had finished their food.
"I would love to." She said with a smile.

They both stood up and walked towards the dance floor where some other couples were already dancing. Luka placed one hand on her waist while the other took her hand in his. Marinette then placed her free hand on his shoulder before they began to move over the dance floor.

"I had no idea you could dance so well." Marinette said with a smile, she really was enjoying herself.
"You're doing quite well too." He complimented her with a smile.

Other than small talk they didn't talk while dancing, but either way they both enjoyed it. Marinette felt like she was a fairytale princess, dancing with the prince on his ball. However it wasn't a prince she was dancing with, it was her neighbor. Her neighbor she happen to have quite some things in common with. They danced for a few more songs before they returned to their table as the next dish was being handed out again.

The whole night went like that, they would eat delicious food, drink wine, dance and got knowing looks by her parents. However Marinette was sure she only noticed her parents looks. At first she felt slightly uncomfortable when she saw her parents look like that at her, they always did when she was being close with a man while being single, but the more wine they drunk the less she cared about the knowing looks.

The time always flies by when you're having fun and this occasion was no exception. It was already time for desert with coffee, which was the last course of the night. She saw how Luka looked in discuss to his desert that was standing in front of him on the table. It was a Greek yogurt decorated with three pieces of mango. Marinette let out a laugh as her tipsy mind remembered the fact that Luka despise mango.

"Here take it." He said not even giving her the chance to say yes or no to it as he held his fork with a piece of mango in front of her face.

Marinette giggled before she opened her mouth allowing him to feed her the mango. Unlike Luka, Marinette loved mango. It even was one of her favorite fruits. Luka continued to feed her the other Mango pieces before he began to eat his yogurt that was now mango free, or well so he thought. The yogurt itself was mango flavored. He looked with disgust as he continued to eat the yogurt despite disliking it so much. He didn't want to come off as rude because he didn't ate his desert.

Marinette thought it was pretty sweet and smiled at him as she took a glance at him eating every now and then. Once desert was over and most people were at least a little bit tipsy, the orchestra music got turned off and songs such as 'Take On Me' and 'Never Gonna Give You Up' began to play. Both finding this the most hilarious thing of the night, got towards the dance floor and began to dance to those kinds of songs. They both laughed while having fun embarrassing themselves to each other, however they both didn't care as the wine was a huge influence of the way they acted.

The last few songs began to play and came to an end in no time. They went to get their coats before getting back to the car. The car ride home was just as quiet like when they went to the restaurant. Marinette had found herself getting tired, her eyelids getting heavier and she soon falling asleep with her head on Luka's shoulder.

Luka woke her up, once the car arrived in front of their apartment building. She let out a groan as she was torn away from her sleep. Luka helped her out of the car as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. They thanked he parents for the ride home and for the amazing evening they had before they got inside the building.

They took the elevator up to the fourth floor and walked to their apartments. Luka being a gentleman he is walked her towards her front door. Marinette opened her door before she turned to Luka.

"Thank you for wanting to come with me. I really had a lot of fun." She said with a sweet smile.
"You're very welcome. I really had a great time as well."

They stood there quietly for a moment, staring at each other. Just as Luka wanted to turn around Marinette stepped closer to him and quickly pressed her lips against his. She then turned around and slamming the door shut in front of Luka, who stood there frozen on his spot. Marinette felt her face start to burn as a blush spread over her cheeks. Afraid that it had scared Luka away she looked through the peephole, only to see him standing there taken back by surprise as he touched his lips with his fingers.

Marinette leaned against the door and let out a dreamy sigh. Maybe, just maybe their relationship as neighbors could bloom into something more. However that was something to think about later, as it was time for her to find her bed and sleep.