Hi everyone!

Thank you so much for your reviews, for reading and for asking for more. I'm having so much fun writing fluff for these two sillyheads and I hope you guys enjoy it too!

I'm not French so I apologise in advance if anything here is inaccurate or ignorant of me!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even my self control since I have an exam in two days and I'm writing this instead HA.

Marinette was happy-tired. She was exhausted both from the lack of sleep the night before and from the long day the class had spent in Chateau de Chantilly where they had a minor history lesson. Not only had the castle housed many royals and aristocrats, the Musee Conde within the chateau was home to some of the oldest art collections in France.

But she had spent the day in the company of her friends, including Adrien and she had almost gotten used to him enough that her words came out more or less in the right order!

So much beauty and inspiration, she mused as she wandered around the Chantilly Forest. Their teacher had given them the last hour to explore the place on their own and so Alya, Nino, Adrien and Marinette had decided to head to the forest which was exploding with lush vegetation.

As Nino and Adrien gamely provided commentary for Alya who was filming them, Marinette settled under a tree that was dripping red and gold leaves with a happy sigh. With the rich fall hues in mind and inspired by the art in the museum, particularly the Renaissance pieces, she took out her sketchbook as designs began taking shape in her head.

After acquiescing to several photos for Alya, who had insisted on doing a mini photoshoot because 'the scenery is gorgeous, you're gorgeous, I take gorgeous photos', Adrien glanced over at Marinette and gulped.

Her petite figure was framed perfectly by the sprawling canopy of the tree she was under, her creamy skin and blue-shot ebony hair contrasting stunningly with the warm autumn colours around her. She looked like some sort of sprite out of a Greek myth and for a moment, Adrien could do nothing but gape at her.

Adrien, you need to get yourself together. Marinette is a friend. Your heart belongs to Ladybug, he warned himself, Yeah but I'm just ah, looking at this artistically. This would make a great photo, yeah, maybe we could do actual photoshoots here. Anyway, I'm just saying that Marinette could be a model if she wasn't so interested in design.

Feeling more assured, he crunched over fallen leaves to her and quietly lowered himself next to her. For a moment, she didn't look up as she added the final touches to a dress that seemed to have the pattern of falling leaves.

"It looks amazing," he murmured and saw the tips of her ears turn pink but she met his gaze with an excited smile.

"Yeah, I'm actually thinking of making the falling leaves part of an overskirt that's made of something gauzier, maybe tulle? And have the dress itself in more neutral tones while the leaves go in like an ombre of reddish gold," she beamed and explained enthusiastically.

Something caught in Adrien's heart, the way your sleeve snags on a doorknob, making you stop and turn back. This was different but also familiar. He rarely saw Marinette like this for all that she had been warming up to him. It was as though her passion overrode everything else, nerves and all, and as he gazed at the fire in her shining eyes, he could swear it was the same glint Ladybug had when she stood up to The Papillon.

Encouraged by the attentive look Adrien had on his face, Marinette continued discussing her designs, gesturing at her sketches when necessary and slowly, the pair fell into easy, sparkling conversation.

Marinette watched as Adrien threw back his head and laughed at something she had said. I made Adrien laugh, me! She thought with delight. He was far easier to talk to than she expected with his sincere responses offered with twinkling eyes that had her thinking of another pair of green eyes.

Seriously, Mari? The one time you spend time with Adrien where you aren't making a fool of yourself and you end up thinking about Chat? He'd never let you live it down if he found out, she shook the wickedly gleaming cat eyes out of her mind just as Nino announced that they'd better start heading back to the meeting point.

Getting up first, Adrien proffered a hand to Marinette who took it with a blush and lightly hauled herself up, leaving Adrien wondering about her core strength since she had only exerted the slightest pressure on him when she stood up. On the other hand, Marinette was a teensy bit breathless from the feel of Adrien's warm hand in hers and she tried to cover her nerves by humming.

"Y avait du soleil ce jour-là/Je revois tout ça, c'est loin déjà…" The words escaped her softly and she was surprised when Adrien suddenly joined in for the next line, his warm voice surprisingly melding with hers effortlessly.

Unaware that Alya was secretly recording this, they continued with the song, her sweet voice blending with his in an almost perfect duet except for the fact that they were resolutely looking anywhere but each other. Nino rolled his eyes with an endearing smile, this was like a Disney movie or something, almost impossibly, toothache-inducingly sweet.

They finished the song just as the bus came into view and finally smiled bashfully at each other. Marinette was pink but bravely ventured, "My papa used to sing that to me when we went to the park. He's a great fan of Edith Piaf." Adrien smiled wistfully, wishing for even just one day where he had his father to himself rather than share him with the rest of the world.

"Ah, my mother used to sing it to me when I- when I was younger," his voice dropped to a bare whisper and Marinette had to restrain herself from giving him a hug. Instead, she dropped a comforting hand on his shoulder and tilted her head to catch his eye.

"You actually sing pretty well," her tone was light and looking into her blue eyes, he pulled himself out of lingering sadness as he grinned, "I know, I'm pretty meow-sically talented."

Her jaw dropped as she regarded him with wide eyes, "Did you just…" Her mind blanked. Her Adrien made puns. Cat puns. Oh god, why did she have two guys in her life who just seemed to love puns? Why? She wailed internally. Okay but that's fine, I've gotten used to Chat's puns, Adrien's are nothing!

Adrien looked almost as stunned as her, mentally scolding himself for slipping into Chat mode with her. It seemed natural with Marinette, strangely enough. The care and concern he had seen in her eyes had reminded him so much of Ladybug that he had automatically responded as if he were with his Lady.

He was thinking about an adequate reply when she chuckled, "I didn't know you liked puns, Adrien." A small smile crossed his face as he began to valiantly defend puns and they spent the rest of the walk bantering about the use of puns.

As they approached the bus, Alya and Nino suddenly overtook them, scrambling up the bus which left Marinette and Adrien sharing a suspicious look; their friends were up to something. Marinette shrugged and clambered up the bus next, sighing when she saw the grand plan.

Alya and Nino sat together, too-innocent smiles on their faces as they pointedly ignored their friends. Marinette felt her face warming up as she turned to Adrien, ready to tell him that she was okay if he wanted to sit somewhere else although she sincerely hoped it wasn't with Chloe.

"Do you prefer the window or the aisle?" He asked heading to the pair of seats from across their friends. Marinette blinked. Oh. Oh. She was going to sit with Adrien for two hours.

"Anything," she squeaked, her previous calm deserting her. She was going to talk to Adrien for two hours. Bask in his presence, breathe in his scent and feel the warmth coming from him. For two hours! She supressed a squeal and shared an excited look with Alya.

Plopping into the seat next to Adrien, her heart was doing flips as she gazed at him from under her lashes. This is it! This is my chance to really talk to Adrien and-and-and make him realise that I'm not weird or anything!

With this mission in mind, Marinette waited as the teacher took the attendance to make sure everyone was there. And fell asleep.

Adrien watched amused and with a surge of affection as her head slowly dropped onto his shoulder. And frowned slightly as his heart rate picked up. He was way too tired to fight with himself anymore today and his lips quirked up as he breathed in the scent of vanilla that clung to Marinette.

By the time he woke up, they were nearly back in school and Alya had about fifty photos of them asleep and leaning on each other. He didn't even remember falling asleep but he had been really tired after the lack of sleep and the long day.

He didn't know Alya managed to snap a picture of the tender look he gave the still sleeping Marinette before gently waking her up. Her dazed look was adorable and he felt himself smile even wider as he assured her that he didn't mind that she had fallen asleep, confessing that he had fallen asleep as well.

As the bus halted in front of the school, they disembarked and waved goodbye to each other. Not knowing that the either was thinking the exact same thing.

With a seating partner like that, that was way too short a bus ride.

Muahahahaha, I know the bus ride was too short *sighs wistfully* but it was too cute and I couldn't resist! Shameless Adrienette fluff, I know.

Thank you for reading and that concludes this twoshot!

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-Redrose