Most mornings, Adrien and Marinette met each other at school, but today they were picking up coffee first. It was such a beautiful day, Adrien thought as he walked.
He saw Marinette in the distance, her pretty face lit by a gentle smile. Yep, today was beautiful. "Good morning, Adrien," Marinette said. Adrien paused as he watched a small red ladybug fly from the nearby rosebush onto Marinette's shirt. "Good morning, Ladybug," he grinned.
Marinette, who had been giggling at the strange tickling sensation, stopped and froze. "L-Ladybug?" she stammered, the pink blush fading. Adrien smiled shyly. "On your shirt," he said, gently laying on a hand on her shoulder as he delicately picked up the small insect.
The ladybug crawled along Adrien's finger, and didn't fly away. Ah, Ladybug. His Lady, not the insect.
"Its a very good morning for this little ladybug, and my everyday Ladybug," Adrien told her. The ladybug flew away, and Adrien leaned down to give Marinette a gentle kiss on the cheek.