Ignoring his weird gut feeling, Adrien continued to enjoy the week whilst taking in the beauty of it all. It sped by in a flash of colour, making Adrien give a double take when he was faced with his calendar marking it to be Friday.

The day the the school dance.

And he still hadn't had the guts to ask out his crush.

He'd had so many windows of opportunities to ask her… but he just had to chicken out. Every. Single. TIME!

Perhaps it was because he feared rejection. Maybe she didn't like him that way? Maybe she was already was going with someone?

If she did turn him down, it would unequivocally put a dampening on his cheery mood from that week.

But if she actually said yes…

Well, that would be beyond amazing.

It'd be perfect.

"I'm going to do this! I'm actually going to do this!" He turned out of his room and dashed out of his room, fierce determination burning in his eyes. He was actually going to do it this time.

"Okay Adrien, I know I say this everyday but… today you're just radiating sunshine! What's got you in such a good mood?" The two were sat at their desk in their maths classroom, unpacking their bags of their pencil cases. Their teacher was yet to arrive so the class was still humming with chatter as its students were still all deep in conversation.

"Hmm?" The teen shot Nino a glance, a large grin upon his face. "Oh, it's because I've decided to finally ask her out Nino," His good mood faltered a notch. "I just hope she won't turn me down."

Nino only rolled his eyes. "Dudeee, you're - well - you! I mean you could be a model if you wanted to be! Of course Mari won't turn you down."

"Pfft please. A model? Seriously? I would rather not be. That would just be too tiring and not to mention boring… it's not really my thing," He pointed out, slipping a book from his bag onto the table. "Besides, I want her to like me for me. My personality."

"Adrien, that girl likes you. It's completely obvious. Trust me, she wouldn't hang out with you all of the time if she didn't."

"… Are you sure?"

He winked. "I'm sure of it bro."

Then just like that the boy's whole demeanour shifted, going from his previous uncertain attitude to one more smug. A face he adopted when he had thought of a clever line to say. "Good, I would hate her to give me a negative response." Maths puns.

A groan erupted from his friend as he placed his head in his palms. "Dude, if you ask her out with a cheesy line like that, I can guarantee you that she's going to say no."

"But you just-"

"Nope. Just no."

As soon as their first lessons ended, Adrien breathed a long sigh of relief. How was it that his week sped by when he wanted to savour it, but it dragged when all he wanted to do was ask out his blue eyed friend?

"Hey Marinette, can I speak with you a moment?" He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, grabbing the girl's attention.

"Sure… what is it Adrien?"

The boy looked around to see if anyone would overhear them, however he was only met with an empty room. All of the other students had drained out. They were the last ones left.

"So, you know that there's a dance on later tonight?" Hmm, that was an okay conversation starter, right?

"Yeah, I heard about that from Alya… why do you ask?" She tucked a lose strand of her hair behind an ear.

"I…," Okay, so he was doing this then. Fingers crossed she didn't say no. "I wanted to know if you were going with anyone."

"Nope, no one," She blinked her eyes innocently at him. Perhaps too innocently? "Alya's going with Nino so I don't really want to tag along as a third wheel. What about you?"

Yes!

Yes!

No one had asked her yet!

"Oh, me? No one either. What a coincidence! You think that we should-"

"-Go together?" She completed for him, earning a gasp. "If that's your way of asking me out Adrien, then yes. Absolutely. I would love to be your date for tonight."

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"Urm, Kitten? Are you okay?" She waved a hand in front of his face. "Oh Mon Dieu! Was I wrong?-Oh my-I'm sorry-I didn't mean to imply that!-Were you not asking me out?"

As Marinette began her trademark rambling, Adrien came to. "Oh, don't worry Marinette! I was actually asking you out," He chuckled lightly. "So I'll pick you up outside the bakery?"

"Sounds good. I can't wait!"

"WHAT WAS I EVEN THINKING!?" Adrien cried out as he adjusted his suit for the dance, having just finished working on his hair and trying to get it to the best he could possibly get it to. Marinette deserved the world, and he needed everything to be just right. "I can't just walk there! The place they are holding it is on the other side of the city! And you can't just turn up to a date without a ride!"

"And that is why I have a small surprise for you," Adrien whirled around in surprise, facing in the direction of the voice. In the doorframe stood his Dad, hand beckoning him to follow.

"Surprise? What kind of surprise?" He bounded after him through the rooms like a tiny, excitable puppy determined to know what was in store for him.

He was lead to the front of his family home and what he saw made his jaw nearly drop off its hinges.

"No way! Did you seriously get me this? Can I drive?!"

Gabriel chuckled lovingly at his son's antics before giving his head a swift shake. "I just rented this car for tonight and tonight only. And no Adrien, there's a chauffeur in there for you to do that. You're not even old enough to drive."

"Aww," He complained, although it hardly mattered. His Dad had rented out a pretty sweet ride just for him. There was no way that this wouldn't impress his date!

He swung open the door and hopped in, instantly noticing how comfortable the seats were. He could sure get used to this.

"Where to monsieur?" A tall, dark haired man - presumably his chauffeur that his Dad had mentioned only a few mere moments ago - inquired.

"Have you ever heard of the Dupain-Cheng bakery?"

To say that Marinette was impressed was an understatement.

"Wow!" She exclaimed, tugging at his sleeves excitedly. "Your Dad hired this for you?"

He hummed, a wicked grin forming across his face. "Impressive right?"

"Yeah! I've never ridden a limo before! This is so great!" The girl practically squealed.

Adrien chuckled at her, bemused by his classmate's behaviour. He'd never get tired of it at all. Whatsoever. "You ready to get in?"

She nodded, turning to wave back at her parents who were standing together at their doorstep. "Bye Mama! Bye Papa!"

It was then that Adrien was able to fully take in the girl's attire. Dark hair tied up in a plait so that it ran down to her shoulder. She wore a long, shoulder-length, rose dress that hugged her form, up up until the bottom where it spread out into a skirt which would surely twirl if she spun fast enough. She'd even decided on applying make-up to her features, making them stand out even more. To put it simply, she was drop dead gorgeous.

Trying to hide the rush of blood to his cheeks, the boy ushered her along. "Come on, the chauffeur's waiting."

The party was wonderful. Flashing lights danced across the wooden floor of the hall, encasing everything in rainbow light. Plenty of students were up on the dance floor, twisting and twirling around each other as they preformed their moves to go along with the rhythm of the music. Those who weren't dancing where either sitting and chatting with friends or stuffing their faces at the buffet table. A certain two students were competing to see who could shove the most strawberry bonbons in their mouth at a time (*cough* Kim and Alix *cough*).

The duo met Nino and Alya at the DJ table where a certain someone was playing a ton of beats for everyone to dance to. Just as they had, the two had dressed up quite nicely for the occasion. Alya wore a knee-length sundress, with a pair of matching red heels and upon further examination, you could tell that she was wearing skin coloured tights. Nino was wearing a similar suit to Adrien's although (if he were being honest) he seemed slightly uncomfortable in at. Like normal, he still had his signature pair of headphones hung around his neck and his red cap placed firmly atop his head.

"Well if it isn't out two favourite lovebirds," Alya smirked as they neared, causing said lovebirds to flush simultaneously.

"Hey Alya, hey Nino," Marinette waved at them, pointedly trying to ignore the brunette's introduction.

"Hey Mari, are you two here to dance? There's plenty of room on the dance floor," She gestured to the space around them.

"What, no! I'm terrible!" Marinette protested, shooting her a glare. "You know I can't dance."

"I could teach you?" Adrien suggested, almost shyly. The raven haired girl's attention quickly switched back to him.

"I don't know about that Adrien… I'm really clumsy."

"Well I think that's a great idea," Alya grinned, nudging Nino in the arm. "Change the song to something these two can slow dance to, DJ."

"But Alya! We're in the middle of a song, one of my favourite ones, too," The boy groaned, clearly unhappy about being requested to put on another slow song. This was a dance! They were meant to be upbeat.

She tipped her head slightly in the direction of Marinette and Adrien. "For these two."

"Ooooh," He exclaimed, suddenly understanding what his girlfriend was getting at. "Sure thing guys," As he went to change the song, Adrien could've sworn he heard Nino mutter 'Oh the privileges of knowing the DJ'.

Adrien took Marinette's hand in his as he tugged her towards the dance floor. "Shall we Princess?"

She laughed momentarily before sobering up. "We shall."

They rushed off, although they stilled when they heard their friend call out.

"Well have fun you two!" Alya shouted out, raising a few heads. "I'll be sure to take a ton of photos for the school blog!"

Typical Alya.

"Just put your hands here and- yes. There we go, just like at Chloe's party," He smiled positioning his hands around her waist as the two started to sway. "You're really getting the hang of this."

She blushed a little, although it was difficult to pick up with the coloured lights passing over them.

"Thank you, I have no idea how I haven't stumbled yet," Just as she uttered this, her body jerked as she tripped up on Adrien's shoes.

"Sorry!" They cried out concurrently, surprising the other.

"Wow, we're really in sync, aren't we?" Marinette nodded in agreement with his statement, replying at once.

"Heh, guess we are."

The blonde reached out to steady her, instinctively bringing her in closer.

"A-Adrien?" The girl stuttered, sky blue eyes intently gazing up at him. Their faces drew a little closer, her peach lips barely just grazing his own.

"Marinette, I-" He broke off instantly as a couple knocked into them, muttering a small apology as they continued their dance.

However, the spell had been broken and the two teenagers had been left in an awkward silence. Adrien rubbed the back of his neck whilst Marinette furiously bit her lip - Mon Dieu, why did she have to display her lips like that?!

"Umm, do you want a snack?!" Marinette blurted out, attempting the burst the bubble of quietude.

"Yeah sure, I was starting to get a bit hungry anyway."

Nothing that eventful happened after that, Alya taking her photos, Chloe attempting to be a better person by giving people free hairdressing tips because 'if they were going to a school dance, they should at least bother to do their hair nicely'. The whole thing ran quite smoothly up until the finish where a few announcements were made.

"Rose and Juleka won the best couples award? I was sure that Adrinette would win that one," Pouted Alya, earning three eye-rolls.

"You know Alya, at times I feel like you are more invested in their relationship than you are with ours. Even when it was nonexistent," Nino mentioned matter-of-factly. "Anyway, I think that Rose and Juleka are a pretty cool couple. Very sickeningly sweet. It's nice that they have finally gotten together."

"I couldn't agree more," Adrien put in as he laced Marinette's fingers with his own.

Once the dance had finally come to a close, their ride picked them up and dropped the two off at the entrance to the Dupain-Cheng bakery before driving away into the depths of Paris, presumably back to the car hire.

Adrien watched it for a few moments before he turned back towards the girl who he was accompanying.

"Thanks for that Adrien. I had a wonderful time," She smiled up at him shyly, twiddling her twin pigtails. Quiet a cute nervous habit of hers Adrien liked.

"Yeah? That's good. I enjoyed spending time with you. It made this night pretty memorable."

She gave a hum in agreement, eyes darting over to the door of the bakery. "Well, I should get going then, huh?"

Wait what?!

She was leaving already?

"Wait!" He burst out, hand instinctively reaching to grab her wrist to stop her from leaving at that very moment. Her eyebrows went up in surprise, eyes fixed boldly to where he held her.

"Please don't go, Marinette. I-," He froze a moment, mind raking his brain for how to explain what he wanted to say. "I- there's something I kind of wanted to do back at the dance… but we didn't exactly get a chance to. You see, I kind of really like you and I thought that maybe, just maybe we could… you know? With our lips?"

As he finished his awkward rambling, he felt his cheeks flush slightly with a rose red hue.

"Kitten?"

"Hmm?" He gazed down at her, emerald irises interlocking with bluebell. He noticed how her face had shifted from her small smile to accommodate a rather smug one instead.

"You talk too much."

So with that, Marinette went ahead and made the night ever more memorable for them.

She sealed his lips with a heavenly sweet kiss.