-MARINETTE-

"You smell..." Marinette spoke flatly before burying her face into Louis' belly and blowing.

Louis' eyes widened and squeaked. All of his limbs started moving.
Marinette laughed against his skin before she started to blow again.

It wasn't until Louis immediately gripped a hand full of her hair and started pulling, that the game was over and no longer fun like it had been.

"Okay, ow, OW." Marinette cried, as she blindly reached up to find her son's chubby baby hands. Louis didn't seem to notice his mother was in pain and protesting, because he continued to have away at her.

Alya laughed as she sat beside her best friend on her living room floor. Marinette's father was down below, help clearing out the rush, her mother, was down below helping him out.

Alya reached over, undoing the boy's fingers out of Marinette's dark hair.

"That's what you get for calling him smelly." Alya giggled, as Marinette lifted her head.

She sighed and then pulled Louis' shirt back over his belly. Marinette looked up at Alya who just set her phone down on the coffee table in the living room. They had just finished a day of school and Adrien had went home to work on his project with Sabrina.

Because it was nearly impossible for her parent's to babysit due to the bakery being in high demand. She would have to wait patiently until Adrien became available.

Alya looked at Marinette as she watched Louis sit up, and then climbed up to his feet. In a matter of moments he was off, running around the house like a playground.

"You have to take him to the park, he can't be cooped up in here forever." Alya spoke thoughtfully.

Marinette nodded.

"I know...it's just really hard to squeeze him in. Adrien and I barely have enough time to spend with each other." Marinette sighed. While her son slept, her and Adrien would take turns patrolling the streets for at least two hours to make sure everything was safe. Those were the nights Marinette worked alone, and Adrien would stay home with Louis, all the while being a nervous wreck.

This was simply because Marinette was the only one who could capture the akuma. It was getting much more harder to be able to fight side by side during the night. It also didn't help that Louis was still drinking her breast milk, and a lot of it. She would also need to be home, when it was time for feeding.

Louis was growing a lot faster than either of them had ever expected. Due to this, he was almost hungry all of the time.

Marinette rubbed her temples, and looked up at Alya who sighed.

"How's your project coming along?" Marinette asked, "What Fairytale did you get?"

Alya smiled as she thought for a moment.

"Well, Rose and I are just about done with the research. We both designed the templates for the presentation, and most of the research is already plugged in. The essay is only halfway done. I'm not a fan of the whole,three page essay, and single spaced thing. How can you gather that much information on an ancient fairytale like the little mermaid?" Alya complained.

Marinette giggled softly, and brushed her fingers against her bangs, and watched as Louis plopped in front of the television.

"I guess nothing good really comes from it..." Marinette's voiced trailed off. "I know I shouldn't be worried, but I really don't like it when Sabrina is in Adrien's room." Marinette could still see the box of condoms in his computer desk.

Her bottom lip pouted and her eyes narrowed as she breathed out with jealousy. Her cheeks flushed red as she pictured Sabrina finding them and dramatically throwing herself at him.

Alya nodded.

"You're right, Marinette...there is nothing for you to worry about. If I know anyone, it's Adrien, and I wouldn't think Sabrina would be his type, if he even wanted to do anything funny." Alya replied.

Marinette hunched forward.

"That doesn't really help...but thanks for trying.."

Alya gave her an apologetic smile.

"Come on, we all know how Sabrina is, especially around Chloe." Alya assured. "She's kind of a brat just like Chloe."

Marinette nodded in agreement and stared down at her lap.

Alya had a point. If Adrien wanted to cheat on her (which she was sure he didn't) it would most certainly wouldn't be with Sabrina. It was almost like dating Chloe.

Marinette couldn't stop the fit of giggles that began to emanate from within her.

"Yeah... they're like twins." Marinette chimed in.

Alya laughed in response and adjusted her glasses. "With poor taste." She added with a snicker.

Marinette hunched over in laughter.

"Yeah, let's go sleep for a couple of days." Marinette snickered, wiping a tear from her eyes.

Alya tapped her foot as she laughed, even tearing up with Marinette.

They both began to die down their laughter. Marinette sniffled and wiped away a tear. Alya did the same.

"We're bitches." Alya spoke in a breathy voice as they both smiled.

Marinette nodded sheepishly and looked up at her with a shy smile.

"They're not always bad. Chloe actually came up with something nice for once. I didn't think she had it in her." Alya continued.

Marinette raised her brow. "What do you mean?"

"She actually planned a senior school dance. The theme is based off the final project. Lots of cool fairy tales. I guess we could go with a theme of dress of our favorite princess, or role model." Alya explained.

Marinette narrowed her eyes. She had forgotten that Chloe was class president once again. She couldn't run up for re-election due to her having a baby. There wasn't enough time for her do to everything, including her own duties as ladybug. She couldn't handle the stress of it either.

"That's not too bad..." Marinette sighed.

Alya gave her a strange look.

"I thought you'd be more excited about this, Marinette. What's wrong?" Alya murmured softly.

Marinette sighed.

"It sounds fun, Alya. But I don't think I'll be able to go... You and Nino don't have children, so you'd be able to enjoy yourselves. I don't even know if Adrien would want to go, and I wouldn't feel right leaving Louis for someone else to take care of, while I go out. He's kind of my responsibility."

Alya sighed.

"You over think things sometimes." Alya sighed.

Marinette shrugged.

"Daddy!" Louis squeaked.

Marinette and Alya both looked up.

On the TV, the news seem to play a clip of Chat Noir, and Ladybug from earlier in the week when they saved Paris from an akuma.

Marinette nearly choked on her own spit.

"Mommy!" Louis cheered as he pointed to Ladybug on the TV screen.

Alya furrowed her brow, her eyes narrowing as she examined the duo on screen.

Marinette felt her heart beat race, and her blood run cold. She knew she should have been more careful. She didn't think he would be able to make the connection outside of costume.

"Mommy, and Daddy?" Alya asked. "Is he talking about Ladybug and Chat Noir?" Alya asked curiously.

Marinette laughed nervously.

She wouldn't take a year old's word for it, would she? There was no way.

But then again...

Alya was always known to have jumped to conclusions before she got her facts straight.

"Kids... they have an over active imagination." Marinette chuckled nervously.

Alya nodded with a small smile.

"Don't I know it, I have siblings." She chuckled. "You kind of have to have a creative mind too, to keep up with them."

Marinette nodded, her chest heaving nervously as she agreed.

That was a close one.

She was definitely going to chew Adrien's ear off the next time he showed up in her bedroom as Chat Noir.

Marinette waved to Alya as she walked to meet Nino at the corner before the two of them went down to catch the bus.

Marinette couldn't help but to feel a little envious. She knew that the way those two were going, they were going to live their life the right way.

The way she would have wanted it. She wanted to hang out with friends, she wanted to party, she wanted to feel like her age for once.

But, alas she couldn't. Though she didn't regret Louis, she just wished she would have waited, and was more careful when she slept with Adrien and got pregnant.

Though at the time, she wasn't even aware that Chat Noir was Adrien in the first place.

Marinette walked towards Louis, who just finished his bottle, that his mother had just pumped for him. He burped, and mashed his lips together. He buried his face into his mother's neck and closed his eyes as she carried Louis up to her room where his crib was.

"Time for a nap little guy. Daddy should be here any moment now." Marinette cooed as she slipped through her trap door thoughtfully.

She placed Louis into his crib.

His cheeks grew pink and he fussed, his arms and legs moving in protest. Tikki floated above his head, as Marinette started to rub his belly. Louis burped once more, his limbs slowly coming to a halt as he cooed. His eyes closed for a bit, as Marinette hummed a tune to her baby.

The sky had started to darken slightly. Her parents just finished the rush, and was cleaning up and closing up shop in just enough time for dinner.

"No matter how big he gets, he'll always be a baby to me." Tikki, murmured softly as the baby slowly closed his eyes, falling into a light sleep.

Marinette giggled as Tikki spoke.

"I think I'm the same way too..." Marinette whispered carefully.

"Me three..." A voice spoke thoughtfully behind her.

Louis' eyes opened immediately upon hearing the familiar voice.

Marinette whipped around, glaring at Chat Noir.

"No. No. NO!" Marinette protested, shoving him on his chest. "You get out of here, and come back as Adrien. We can't be our alter ego's in front of our son." she hissed.

Chat Noir laughed softly as he took a few steps back from his son's crib as he was simply complying to his lady's request.

"Whys that?" He asked with a slight hint of teasing in his voice.

Marinette looked back, as Louis climbed up to a stance within the crib. He gripped onto the sides to support himself as he looked at his parents.

Tikki immediately started to float around him, making funny noises to get him to look away from his parents for just a brief moment.

"Because, just earlier today, the news showed a clip of Chat Noir, and Ladybug and Louis was basically calling for us the moment he saw them on the screen." Marinette explained.

Chat Noir nodded, his hand touching his chin as he flashed her his grin.

"Shouldn't we proud of that? Our son is our biggest fan." He replied.

Marinette thought the idea was cute, but she couldn't buy it this time.

"It's cute, and I want that more than anything... but we should wait until he's older. At least then, he'd be able to understand how important this secret is. For now, it's important that we show ourselves as we really are, or our secret identities could be at stake. You have no idea how close Alya was to finding out." She sighed.

Chat Noir sighed, his skin smelling of cold outside air.

Marinette shivered at the scent. She had almost forgotten how fresh the night air could be from the very top. She missed those times as Ladybug where she was able to just jump from rooftop to rooftop. It was very liberating and relaxing to her. She made a mental note to go out whenever she had the time.

"I guess I can see your point." Chat sighed, and slightly shifted.

Marinette turned her head to look at Louis who was greatly distracted by Tikki. She ignored him as a green glare emanated across her, and Adrien was now in it's place.

She looked at Adrien with a grimace.

"Thank you." She whispered softly.

"No problem." He said softly. He gave her a small smile and brushed passed her to retrieve his son who waited for him in his crib.

Marinette folded her arms and watched as he cuddled Louis. She walked towards the window and grabbed her jacket and slipped it on.

Adrien looked up at her as she slipped on her schoolbag. He gave her a strange look as he shifted his weight.

"Where are you going?" He asked, his brow furrowing.

Marinette looked back at him.

"Well,while you were out studying with Sabrina, I was taking care of Louis,while my parents were down in the bakery. I didn't get to finish up the final details of my drafts with Nathanaël. I wanted to wait until you got back to I could go to the coffee shop with him, and start the project again."She sighed, her words much more sharper than she intended them to be.

Adrien looked at her, his hand cradling on to his son's head. Louis even turned his head to look at his mother as well. Tikki slowly submerged herself in Marinette's bag.

"You're meeting at a coffee shop? Why can't you come here to do it?" Adrien asked with a raised brow.

Marinette shifted her weight.

"Because... my parents are invasive, I need Louis to sleep, and you need to rest as well. I can't handle any distractions right now, and I'm not ready to tell Nathanaël that I have a son yet."Marinette explained her impatience only growing stronger.

Adrien narrowed his eyes. He opened his mouth to protest, but quickly decided against it.

He simply nodded and turned away.

Louis hummed as he pressed his cheeks against Adrien's chest.

"Have fun." He replied simply.

Marinette looked at him with a grimace.

"Okay..." she sighed, and then turned away, sliding into the trap door.

Marinette looked at the newly finished template with a satisfied smile.

Her and Nathanaël both seemed to get most of their work done in a coffee booth. Marinette was almost thrilled. Perhaps if she got things finished, she could go to the school dance with Adrien.

She shuddered at the thought. All her and Adrien seemed to do lately was fight, take care of Louis, occasionally flirt, then fight some more. Marinette worried that Adrien wasn't attracted to her the way he was before she gave birth to the little one. She didn't want to think like that, but it was really starting to get to her.

She had been hanging out with Nathanaël for a few days, and things were really starting to pick up nicely. Marinette felt that she might have jumped to conclusions when she was initially assigned him as a project partner. He was a fun, charming, and witty person and Marinette found herself drawn into him. She really desired a close friendship with the boy. He made her feel like someone her age for once. That was probably because he wasn't aware of the son she had with Adrien.

She really did love Adrien, but lately it felt like her relationship with him was running cold, but she refused to give up trying with him. Her family with him meant a lot more than anyone could have possibly imagined.

"Wow, Nathanaël. There are actually really impressive. I can already tell that the final slides are gonna be sick!" Marinette exclaimed excitedly. She could already taste the sweet sweet A she was so going to get on this final project.

Marinette could feel the excitement in her toes at this point.

"Thanks, I worked really hard on it." Nathanaël replied softly, his eyes looking into Marinette's.

She smiled and nodded, attempting to hide the blush on her face that threatened to tarnish her.

"I got most of the research done about the author. We just have to figure how we're gonna stretch this information into three long boring pages. Then we can use bulletins for our presentations." Marinette explained thoughtfully.

Nathanaël flashed her a shy grin.

"That's a good idea, Marinette." he spoke as he immediately started to draw in the bulletins.

"Our next challenge is how to apply the moral to modern life." She sighed. "We just have to find what the moral is." She pondered.

Nathanaël nodded as he finished up the bulletin.

"I'll do some research on it tonight." He assured. " I should have at least a page drafted out by the end of this week. I'll give you the drafts, if you could work on putting information into the templates before we go over and finalize it, that will be great. We would already be done with the majority of the project." He explained.

Marinette couldn't help but to feel giddy. Her and Adrien could go to their first senior dance as a couple.

Marinette glowed with that thought. She had always wanted that since as far as she could remember. From the moment she first laid eyes on him.

If only she could get the courage to ask her parents to babysit without her feeling guilty about it.

She briefly wondered if Adrien was aware of the dance and if he was willing to go with her.

"You seem dazed... is everything alright?" Nathanaël asked Marinette curiously.

Marinette looked at him, her eyes glossy as he pulled her out of the rapid fantasies that came to be within her wildest imagination.

Marinette cleared her throat as the blush spread across her skin, piece by piece like wildfire.

"Y-yes..." She breathed. "I'm just excited to get the work done early. That would mean I could go to the senior dance." Marinette explained, attempting to rub the blush out of her cheeks.

Nathanaël nodded, his arms folded as he leaned back into the seat of the booth.

"Ahh..."he sighed with an expressionless face.

'

Marinette furrowed her brow and looked at him with a slight grimace.

"You've heard of the senior dance...right?"

Nathanaël simply nodded with a subtle smile.

"Yeah...it's all everyone has ever talking about in class." He sighed. "I still haven't decided whether or not if I'm going."

Marinette pressed her lips together. She had only heard about the dance earlier in the day from Alya, when apparently the whole school was already talking about it.

It made her wonder where her mind was actually located during class.

"How come?" She asked, as Nathanaël started to sit up straight in the booth.

He pursed his lips as he pondered a response.

"I'm not sure if I'll have fun. I don't even have a date...I don't want to show up if I'll end up just being a wallflower." he sighed.

Marinette looked at him with a grimace.

She internally felt really bad for him. Especially having got to know him the last few days she could really see him as a cool person to hang out with. In a way,Marinette knew what he felt, and why he wouldn't want to go. She didn't blame him for thinking that way. Sometimes kids could be cruel, especially city teenagers.

Marinette reached over and touched his hand with a sincere smile.

Nathanaël watched their hands touch, his eyes widening, and his face immediately flushed before he looked up at her.

"You don't need a date to have fun..." Marinette explained. "Besides...If I'm going, I'll make sure that you aren't a wallflower." She assured softly.

Nathanaël smiled through his blush.

"Really?"

Marinette nodded. "Absolutely!"

She jumped as the sudden vibration her phone gave off as it was tucked away snugly into her pocket.

She slowly pulled her hand away, giving him an apologetic look before she pulled her phone out and swiped her screen.

'Text from Adrien:

I hope you are close to finishing,

Louis wants his mommy...aka his bottle'

Marinette shuddered as she could feel her breasts growing sore from the pumping. She was going to have to ween him off eventually.

"I'm sorry. I have to go." Marinette sighed as she reached for the drafts. She began to place them gently into her bag.

"What? Already?" Nathanaël asked as he watched her slip from the booth.

Marinette nodded with an apologetic smile.

"But I promise, I'll get those templates done before the weekend is over." Marinette promised.

"Can I at least text you? Or call you? So we could discuss it further?" Nathanaël asked, almost begging.

Marinette sighed.

"Alright fine." She breathed, her voice heavily indicating that she was in a rush. She knew that if her son didn't get his food soon, he'll be screaming his lungs out.

She scribbled her number on a napkin and handed it to him.

"I'll see you later." she said, as she rushed out of the coffee shop.

Nathanaël held the napkin as he watched her run out of the restaurant like a bat out of hell.

Louis slept soundly on the sofa.

He had just finished a full bottle and was knocked out cold.

Marinette made it just in the nick of time. Her parents were both above them, sleeping peacefully in their bedroom.

Marinette cuddled next to Adrien on the opposing couch, the light of the television screen casted shadows right behind them. They were both in their pajamas and Marinette started to feel sleepy.

Her head rested on his chest, and her hand rested on his lower belly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you earlier today." She spoke softly, her hand tracing patterns in his skin.

"Don't worry about it. I get that the stress gets to you."Adrien whispered back as he carefully started to lean on her.

Marinette smiled contently.

"Are you sure?"She asked, keeping as quiet as she could to not wake the baby.

Adrien offered her a weary smile and nodded.

Marinette lifted her head to look at him momentarily, before she rested it back on his chest. She didn't want to push it any further.

Adrien slowly shifted, his stomach and leg movement pushed her hand down his pants.

She gulped as her face flushed to a deep red.

It was warm...

Erotically warm.

Adrien tensed, his own face growing red at the unfortunate incident. He chuckled nervously.

"Wow Marinette. I didn't take you to be a pervert." He whispered, trying to lighten the mood.

Marinette swallowed hard and yanked her hand from his pants.

"I'm not a pervert!" Marinette exclaimed.

The color drained from her face as both of their eyes widened.

She wasn't careful enough with the tone of her voice. Both of their eyes slowly guided over to the sofa across from them.

Louis scrunched up his face, a small cry emanated from his lips as he woke. Marinette sighed in frustration, she wanted to hit herself.

Adrien grinned as he touched the tip of his nose.

"No backsies" He teased playfully.

Marinette glared at him with a small smile. She shook her head and stood up to retrieve the crying boy.

"I swear, sometimes you are exactly like Chat Noir." She hissed as she slowly started to rock Louis to sleep.

Adrien folded his legs on the couch and silently laughed.

A/N:

Just wanted to say thank you to everyone whose stuck around. I'm sorry these are a little boring, but it's going to get spicy next chapter. ;) I promise they are not going to breakup!

Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to FF User with pen name mon coeur. This user has been avidly reading since the first book. Thank you so much!

-Kate