Marinette skipped happily along the sidewalk, avoiding the puddles as best she could. It had rained during patrol last night, a sudden drenching downpour, causing the heroes to say a hasty goodbye,
and soon as Marinette got home, she showered with her new strawberry and honey shampoo.
The mugginess had been washed away as well, and Marinette thought it'd be perfect for a walk in the park with Adrien after school, holding hands, sharing a kiss, perhaps a ice cream….
Deep in thought, Marinette failed to see Adrien (who was having similar thoughts)and bumped right into him. "Sorry I are!" she squeaked, blushing profusely. Sure, she knew her boyfriend loved her, but she still stumbled around him, today quite literally!
"It's okay," he smiled a lopsided smile, and brushed that floofy buttercup hair back, like the model he was. Did she have heart eyes? Was she drooling? "As long as your not hurt, good morning, Bluebell."
She giggled as he opened his arms for a hug, and she snuggled in, her face against his chest. Oh, he smelled good! She breathed in deeply, what was that lovely smell? Adrien tilted her chin up to meet his eyes. "My love, did I turn into a flower?" "Oh, buttercups and bluebells!" she moaned, hiding again in his chest, this time from absolute embarrassment! "Relax, as my everyday Ladybug, I'd be glad to be your flower."
She pushed back to look at him, her lips twitching with mirth as she pictured am in a petal headdress.
She laughed,and Adrien shoved his hands in his pockets."Do I get to hear the joke?" "I was picturing you with a petal headdress!"
Adrien grinned,blushing,and Marinette blushed harder. Oh,what the pair they were! "I just think you smell good,that's all."Just then,the mystery scent popped into her head. "Adrien!" she cried, snapping her fingers. "Yes?" "No, that's the scent! You smell like Adrien,"she sighed,heading to the clouds. "Radiant. Carefree. Dreamy. Adrien, the Fragrance."
"You smell good too, Marinette. Shall we find a perfume for you?" "Honestly, I prefer flowers,"
she tucked her arm through his. "Well, if I did," Adrien bent down for a kiss, "It would be the sweetest scent, and we'd call it Marinette."