You ever heard the expression 'The best things in life are free.' Well that expression is true.' Every once in a while, people step up they rise above themselves sometimes they surprise you and sometimes they fall short. Life's funny sometimes. It can push pretty hard but if you look close enough, you can find hope in the words of children, in the bars of the song and in the eyes of someone you love. And if you're lucky, if you're the luckiest person on this entire planet, the person you love decides to love you back."
— Nathan Scott

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By the time Adrien and Marinette had made it to their hotel Adrien was one point ahead in their little game of flirts.

"Ok bugaboo, lets check in and then I've got a surprise for you." The bellman took their luggage out the chauffeur driven car as Adrien and Marinette walked hand in hand to the check in desk.

"Arrr ... Mr and Mrs Agreste, welcome to our hotel. I have you checked in for two weeks in our honeymoon suite, is that correct?" Marinette turned her head into Adrien's armpit to hide her laughter, she could only imagine the awkwardness appearing on his face. Adrien had told her about his fathers advice to practise for their Grand-babies so she was sure this was his mother and fathers doing.

"It certainly is, Sir." Adrien composed himself into a smile that could have lit Buckingham Palace up, and half the neighbouring borough. He handed over his credit card for any additional expenses including the mini bar, bars and restaurants within the hotel. Adrien loved seeing the shocked faces when he handed over his black American Express card, especially when they weren't familiar with him as a model, or soon to be CEO.

"We guarantee full privacy within our hotel so we would like to take an alias for which you will be recognised during your stay with us."

"Mr and Mrs Fu." Marinette pulled her head out of Adrien's armpit and looked at the receptionist for the first time. Adrien looked down at her with loving eyes and kissed her on the head. He loved that she thought of their old mentor and ex- Guardian as much as he did. They both had so much to thank him for.

"That is all sorted for you." The receptionist typed into his computer before looking up at them both. "I may be out of line but I would just like to say you have the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen." Marinette giggled.

"Thank you very much. Now if you don't mind us, my husband has made me some promises for when we get to our room and I'm growing, kind of, impatient. You ready Chaton?" Grinning between Marinette and the receptionist, Adrien raised his eyebrows as Marinette slipped her hand into his.

"Meow!"

She pulled him over to the elevator and pressed the button. Adrien stood behind her wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder. "You know, I quite like the sound of Mrs Marinette Agreste. I don't like the fact my parents are completely perverted though."

Marinette giggled and turned around in his arms to face him.

"You know my parents are just as bad. My mother's already planning our wedding cake." They both laughed, knowing how desperate their parents were. They'd discussed it numerous times and wanted to enjoy time dating before leaping into another commitment. They loved each other enough to marry but they were also finding their feet in their new jobs, their new powers and their relationship. The elevator announced its arrival and the lovebirds stepped in with Adrien's arms still wrapped around Marinette.

He reached behind him and tapped the key card so they could access their private suite. Pushing Marinette back towards the elevator wall he placed his lips against hers. All of a sudden they were being separated by a little black blob.

"Hey shortcake, I need to put in a request with this 'game' you two are playing." Plagg hovered in front of Marinette's face with his hands on his hips. "No leather kinks. I think you two forget that it involves me too when you do that." Adrien blushed.

"Sorry Plagg, I just can't help myself when he's all wrapped up in that skin tight leather. Perhaps you should have found me a lot less perfect Chat Noir." She tickled his tummy. Slapping her hand he flew off.

"It's not my fault I'm the vision of purrfection." Adrien claimed, folding his arms across his chest, smiling sheepishly to Marinette.

The lift stopped and they made their way into the suite. The room was perfectly them; black, white and red. They walked into a lounge which consisted of black leather couches, a 60 inch television, a desk and an office chair. There was also a dining table and a small kitchenette consisting of a mini fridge, sink, coffee machine and cups. On the table was a large bouquet of flowers.

Congratulations on being voted Frances most beautiful couple. P.S. Practise makes perfect ;) - Mama and Papa A

Marinette laughed and passed the card to Adrien. He facepalmed.

"I told you they were perverts. I'm so sorry."

Marinette waved off Adrien with a giggle. She really liked his parents now they were no longer involved in the Miraculous. She made her way to the window and looked outside. They were at the top of the building and could see out onto Hyde Park. The hotel was situated on the outskirts of Knightsbridge, close to Mayfair. The London Fashion Show was taking place at the Royal Albert Hall. Luckily it was within close proximity to their hotel.

"Woah! This is beautiful." She moved around into the next room. It was a bedroom with black walls, white Egyptian cotton bedsheets, red accessories and a huge window also looking out on Hyde Park. The bed was covered in beautiful red rose petals. Marinette snapped a quick picture to send to Alya later. Adrien ran past Marinette and jumped onto the bed. He lent up on one elbow staring at Marinette as she looked out the window.

Her hair shone from the light glaring in, her face displayed an air of calm and happiness and her figure was toned and shaped to perfection. He looked over her outfit and saw how amazing she was at accenting her features. Her shoulders, his second favourite part of her body, were allowed a little freedom from her top which fell at an angle across her body, and her trousers were tailored to hug around her butt cheeks, his favourite part of her anatomy.

He'd always been asked if he was a boob or butt man and could never answer. Nino said he was just trying to be a gentleman and didn't want to say, Kim thought it was just because he was a Virgin and had really been up close and personal with either, or he was gay. However, when he was constantly around Ladybug and her tight fitting suit neither really stood out for him. They were both very nice. Since being intimate with Marinette and seeing her in workout shorts he could honestly say he's a butt man.

"Marinette!" Tikki squealed, "there's cookies on the table. Can I eat them please?" The little red kwami cuddled into her holders cheek, resulting in a small giggle from said holder.

"Of course." Adrien responded, "we ordered them in especially for you."

"Plagg," Marinette called, "there should be Camembert in the fridge."

"Thank you pigtails." The two kwami's grabbed each other's hand and flew out the room.

"I can't believe he still calls you pigtails. You haven't wore your hair that way in about three years, plus he doesn't have to hide your secret anymore." Adrien's eyes began to dilate as she made her way over to the bed.

She climbed on next to him and swung her leg across his hips. She was settled slightly higher than him giving him access to kiss her collarbone. His lips gazed across her shoulder and throat as his fingers stroked around her thigh and dug deeply into her muscle. He was still supporting himself on one hand so he could look into her beautiful face.

"Our first break away from Paris, m'lady. How are you feeling?" Adrien questioned between kisses. A groan came from her throat and she pushed her hips forward.

"I'm terrified about everything. Paris, the fashion show, the gala's and the meetings. I'm just glad I get to do it all with you."

"That's not all you get to do, lovebug." With a quick look their lips collided in a hot passionate kiss. Unfortunately Chat's bad luck was prominent in their make out session as a loud knock was heard at the door.

"Your bags have arrived Mr and Mrs Agreste." Adrien pulled away groaning as Marinette giggled at him.

"I'll get it Minou, it looks like you could do with a minute to cool yourself down." Marinette's eyes were wide yet happy with herself for causing this effect. She climbed off her bed and made her way to the door.

"Hi, if you can just place them down there please." She directed the bellman to place their cases and suit bags in the lounge area of the room. He walked over and placed them delicately on the sofa.

"Oh wow! Your Marinette Dupain-Cheng, I just love you outfits, I've brought every style for myself and my husband and we had Agreste suits for our wedding day. It was lush!"

"It's lovely to meet you, and I'm glad you like our clothing line." Marinette gave him a kiss on his cheek as custom in France, and he looked as though he was going to implode.

"I'll never wash this cheek again." Marinette smiled and then noticed a shadow appear in the bedroom doorway.

"I say exactly the same, but she tells me she'll break up with me if I don't wash." Adrien was leaning on the doorway with one arm above his head. His shirt was unbuttoned a couple of buttons and his tie hung low, he was the perfect specimen of a male model. The bellman looked like he was going to have a heart attack.

"O ... M ... G ... Adrien Agreste!" Adrien walked over and shook the bellman's hand whilst simultaneously handing over a very generous tip. "You're even more beautiful in real life." Adrien laughed and gave him a quick thanks.

"You two are so perfect. Anything you need please call and I will make sure we can help you."

"Thank you very much. We hope we'll see you soon." Marinette responded as he walked out of their room. Marinette smiled at Adrien. She was glad she'd been taking English lessons to engage in informal conversation with people she met. She was understanding how to become quite witty in English too, thanks to Adrien and his many languages.

"Another point to me." Adrien states before walking to their bags. They began to move things into the bedroom so they could unpack. Adrien had taken the suitcases so Marinette picked up their jackets and travel bags. Adrien's suit jacket fell on the floor spilling all the contents out around it.

"Damn it!" Expelling a short breath she bent down to pick everything back up. She found pens, the flight boarding pass, Adrien's passport and a black ring box, she looked at it quizzically. She picked it up and felt an unease run through her veins. She threw it away and sat against the sofa, arms resting over her bent knees, just then Adrien walked into the room.

"Mari, are you ..." he trailed off as he saw the ring box on the floor, his eyes widened. "I can explain. It's not what you think."

"It's a Graham de Vanily Twin Ring. I can feel it talking to me."

"What do you mean?" He came and sat next to her on the floor.

"I've been researching them since your mother mentioned them last year." Adrien blinked with realisation, that's where he's heard about them before.

"If it comes near my miraculous it'll magnify my power, but can easily turn me to evil. I'm not stable enough to get near one, yet. Apparently it's more a power of sorcery than anything linked to the Miraculous. They can just easily work together in whatever way they choose."

"Will it do anything to me?" Adrien asked.

"Only if I'm wearing it. Now we've ... you know ..." Marinette shuffled uneasily. Nothing made her feel as uncomfortable as discussing her personal life, even with the other person it involved.

"No I don't, whatever could you mean m'lady?" He asked, playing the innocent card. He knew she hated discussing these things and took pleasure in making her cringe.

"You just want me to say it don't you." He smiled at her and she considered the nicest way to say what she was about to.

"Fine, you dork." She said playfully pushing his head to one side. "Now we've made love we have an interconnection. What I feel you feel, that's why we can understand each other's thoughts." Adrien smiled at her and lay his head on top of hers.

"What else did you learn about the rings?"

"They shouldn't be joined with a certain Japanese crest. I haven't found which one yet. But I'm going to keep looking."

"I really don't understand how you have time for everything. You're amazing Maribug. I love you so much."

"Not as much as I love you, Adrien."

Leaning down Adrien places a soft kiss on her lips.

"Ok, I'll put this in the safe," he picks up the ring box and walks towards the bedroom, "I'll get changed and then I have somewhere to take you, Princess."

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They walked up Primrose Hill, which is situated just outside Camden Town. The sun was starting to set but thanks to the heat wave moving up from Africa the summer had reached record temperatures. Adrien had changed from his suit to his usual black tee and jeans, Marinette had swapped her heels for jewelled sandals and both were sporting their aviator sunglasses.

Once making it to the top they looked out over London. The hill was positioned with the most perfect view, it was spectacular and Marinette couldn't believe she was actually there.

"Woah! This view is incredible." Adrien was looking at her intently, watching her gaze around in awe.

"Not as great as the view I get everyday I spend with you." Marinette turned to look at him with a smile plastered on her face, his eyes were focused straight onto her. He held out his hand and led her down to sit on the grassy mound away from prying ears.

"Can you remember the first day we met?"

"As Ladybug and Chat Noir, or Marinette and Adrien?"

"Marinette and Adrien."

"Of course I do, jackass." Marinette shoved Adrien's shoulder before starting to giggle. Adrien smiled and wrapped his arm around her.

"You intrigued me so much. All I could do was complain to Nino about you. Then the ball, oh wow, that was intense. I fell instantly in love with you there and then ... for the second time, and then I fell in love with all over again without any mask. I didn't think I'd fall in love once, let alone three times to the same girl. Your my best friend, my partner, my soul mate, my lover, my girlfriend and I want to make a promise to you. I know we've said we're not at the point of being engaged yet but I want to make you a promise that I do intend for that to happen one day."

He pulled a small blue box from his pocket. The blue was instantly recognisable as a Tiffany's package. He opened the box to reveal a little Tiffany blue velvet box.

"This is an eternity ring. I love you so much and would be honoured if you would wear it to show the world I have every intention of being with you forever. You are my reality and my dreams."

Marinette found it hard to hold back the tears as Adrien took the ring out the box and slipped it onto her ring finger. This meant more than an engagement or wedding ring, this was a promise and a deal. She looked down at the thin ring which was fully decorated with diamonds. There was only one thing left to do, wrap her arms around him and sink into a perfect kiss for the perfect man on the perfect day.