The night felt like it was dragging.
Adrien wasn't home from his photo shoot, and for the first time since the dawn of ages, Marinette couldn't have been happier.
  Her anxiety started to tug at her like a hungry hippo, and immediately her mind was racing just as fast as her heart.

  She stared blankly at her sewing model figure, her blue eyes dancing along the silk gold fabric almost flacidly as she repeated phrases in her mind over and over again.
She went through practice sentences, she went through scenarios, she went through plans and attempts, the backwards and the forwards, the ups and downs and thick and thins but ultimately ended up with a blank.

She had nothing.

The sky was pitch black, and Marinette had issues maintaining a proper conversation with Alya to keep her up and alert.
   Without a second thought to her failure and without a dismay to Alya's dilapidated being she glanced down at now two positive pregnancy tests.

"Are you going to tell him when he gets home?" Alya slurred, lazily draping her arm across Marinette's shoulder.
  
  Marinette inwardly groaned, drawing more so into the collar of her shirt as her anxiety immediately flared into the deepest parts of her stomach. She nearly felt sick.
Was it the anxiety?
Was it the booze from the night before?
Or was it because she was pregnant?

She had no idea anymore. One moment she was on the fast track to a cookie cutter life ( almost) and she always found herself entrapped in some sort of debacle.

"I--" Marinette shook her head. "I don't know. I want to make sure that I'm actually pregnant before I make any decisions."

Alya perked up slightly, her body nearly a dead weight door nail, the girl was that exhausted.

"You want to make sure?" Alya pressed, opening one eye to inquisition the bluenette. "You have not one, but two positive pregnancy tests sitting right in front of you. I'm not sure what more evidence you could possibly ask for. You have to tell Adrien."

Marinette sighed, allowing her friends words to swim in her head. She reached up and rubbed her temples. She cursed Alya's words. Though they were incriminating, they were right. Marinette was more than sure she was pregnant with her second child.

   "I guess I'll just confirm it with a doctor. Make sure the pregnancy is safe..." Marinette murmured, looking over to her friend who was already passed out beside her.
   "Until then....Adrien doesn't have to know..."

As if on cue, when Marinette was finally able to be by herself, her kwami friend poked her head out from behind her collar.

"Marinette.. " Tikkis small reprimanding voice emanated from below. "Alya is right...you can't make the same mistake twice. Do you remember what happened when you kept your pregnancy with Louis a secret?"

Marinette cringed at the memory. The first two trimesters of her first pregnancy was hell. It was a complete catastrophe up until she had confessed to Chat Noir that she was pregnant. That alone took more mental and physical effort than she could have possibly imagined.
She didn't want to think about going through it a second time.

Marinette stared down at her hands, dodging the accusatory glances Tikki was sending her way.
  The blood rushed to her cheeks as her fists clenched around the test and she nodded

"I know you're right..." Marinette finally conceded after a long moment of silence. "But that's why I need to keep it a secret." She looked back at her friend who puckered her brow.
Just by the look on Tikki's face, Marinette was able to tell that she didn't necessarily accede with her chosen.

Marinette immediately shook her head. "No- I mean... I have to make sure the pregnancy is safe before doing anything." She pressed her lips together, closing her eyes so she could formulate an acceptable sentence. "We almost lost Louis, he feared he lost me for a moment and he lost his mother. If this pregnancy wasn't safe, and I lost this baby...." her voice trailed off, her eyes dropping at the thought. "This would kill him too. It's a bit of a surprise, I wanted to extend our family after we had said our vows, but if it happens now then it happens now. It's my job to make sure that it's safe."

Tikki listened to her. She was able to properly interpret the justification behind Marinette's reasoning. But the little magical being couldn't help but to feel a bit apprehensive of Marinette's decision.

"Is there anyway I can get you to change your mind? I truly believe it's important that Adrien knows immediately. You need that support from him..." Tikki floated up to eye level with her chosen, as if she were trying to reason by eye contact. She didn't want to pressure Marinette into doing anything, but she indeed believed it would be truly pivotal if Marinette did re-evaluate her conclusion.

After a moment of deep silence and contemplation Marinette managed to forge a smile.
"I have you for support--" Marinette murmured. "And Alya too-" she said, then jutting her head over to her unconscious friend beside her.
"It'll be fine. I promise. I'll call my doctor first thing in the morning..." she ushered, reaching her hand out to gently stroke Tikki on the head.

Tikki sighed with a grimace, hoping that it would go out as well according to plan.
"I hope you're right, Marinette..."

The bluenette smiled weakly, the smile dropping the moment she saw the headlights in the driveway shining through her window.

"O-oh!" Marinette gasped, immediately jumping to her feet. The leverage immediately pulling Alya's pillow right from underneath her. It didn't disturb her as she flopped face first into the seat of the sofa while Marinette stuffed her tests into the drawer of her desk.

Tikki floated over to Alya, tugging at her cheek meat in an attempt to wake her up.

Marinette paced back and forth.
"Look busy....look busy..." she bit her lip looking around in a desperate attempt to appear casual.

Tikki looked back at Marinette as she panicked. Leaving Alya's side, she floated closer to Marinette.

"Marinette! You were fine where you were. Don't over think this or you'll look suspicious!"
Marinette gulped, immediately hurrying over to her designs and began to fiddle with the fabric as the front door opened.

Tikki sighed, lowering herself and floating away, deciding to check on Louis and leaving Marinette to figure out the mess on her own.

Knowing that Louis was in bed by that time, he and Nino made the entrance to the house as quiet as they could.
Nino closed the door behind him, immediately looking around for the girls.
Adrien looked up, smiling as he saw Marinette from down the hall and began to saunter down the hall before Nino caught up to him.

Adrien paused, making a stop in Louis' room to check in on the toddler who was fast asleep with Tikki curled into him.

As per usual, his own kwami flew out of his pocket and joined Tikki. The black kwami nuzzled into the boys blonde hair, closing his eyes.

Adrien felt warm, his hand lightly cradling his sons cheek. He knew he was safe with their kwamis they were like his little guardian angels.

Nino briefly watched Adrien have a moment with his son, but it wasn't long until he made his way into Marinette's work space room looking for Alya.

He stood in the door way, eying Marinette has she awkwardly threw the pieces of fabric over her finished designs.

"Hey-" he spoke lowly, his eyes looking at the design on her model form. "Is Alya in here?"

Marinette blushed with a soft nod, stepping aside to reveal her unconscious friend. "Yeah uhm...we waited up all night but she couldn't handle it. She was exhausted..."

Nino smiled at his love. She was such a beautiful sight. He approached her as she slept, lightly touching her shoulder and waking her up.  Alya groaned, leaning into him as she tried to fight consciousness that began to over power her desire to just lay there and sleep.

"Come on...we're going home. You can go back to sleep." Nino whispered to his love, wrapping his arms around her to help pick her up.

Alya stood on her feet, reaching down to grab her jacket. Finally putting two and two together, she looked at Marinette with an ushering look.

Marinette looked away, pretending that she didn't see it. She knew Alya wouldn't tell Adrien about it without her consent.
Nino helped Alya with her coat and even grabbed her bag for her.

"We'll see you guys at the show tomorrow." Nino rasped, placing his hand at Alya's hip to guide her out of the room. "We're really looking forward to seeing your designs on the walk--"

Marinette giggled at Nino's teasing. She looked at Alya who waved at her sleepily.

"Goodnight, Marinette." Her eyes flickered over to Adrien who approached the door frame.

Marinette gulped, feeling her heart quicken. She knew she shouldn't be so worked up around Adrien, but she found herself back into the old whims of homeschool where she'd foam at the mouth and say weird things whenever he approached her.

"Goodnight-" Nino spoke, breaking Marinette out of her train of thought that felt like it took her forever to sort through. Marinette watched as Adrien walked them to the door and let them out.
   Her blue eyes wandered over to the window, watching their car pull out of the driveway and drive down their small street. She sighed, dropping the fabric off of her finished piece and she stepped back, crossing her arms.
   Her bottom lip pouted as she thought about what was in the desk drawer. She had to act casual all night, and Marinette was a terrible cover up. She was surprised she could keep her identity a secret after all of this time.

  She looked up just in time to see Adrien return to the room.
A warm smile graced his lips and he immediately captured her in a firm hug.
   Her eyes widened at the sudden gesture, her heart raced and she reciprocated. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her face into his chest.

   "I've missed you. Couldn't stop thinking about you all day." He murmured into her hair. "Did you eat? I can whip you up something quick if you are." He pulled back to look at her.

The blunette smiled. She really did manage to meet a good man.
"I'm alright." She hummed, looking up at him. "I finally finished my designs in time. All I have to do is get them to Chloe tomorrow and prepare for the show tonight. Luka already has his designs, I'm surprised I got everything done under pressure."

Adrien pursed his lips in thought, subtly nodding at what she had to say. He pressed a gentle kiss to her head and hummed. "Make sure you take a break after this. You've been working yourself to the bone lately."

Marinette shrugged in response. She hasn't really thought about a vacation. She had just started the job, and didn't think that now was the time to take one.

"Mm. I thought that could wait until the honeymoon." She chuckled, her smile immediately washing away as Adrien curled his fingers under her chin and lifted her face up towards his.
   She could feel her breath leave her the moment her blue eyes looked into his promising emerald orbs.
  A soft blush immediately rushed to her cheeks and to her lips and Marinette inwardly scolded her heart to slow down.
She knew what he was going to do. This wasn't anything new or different.
He always did this when they spent some time apart. She just didn't understand why it felt different.

As she expected, the blonde leaned down and captured her lips in a soft kiss. His hand slid to the back of her neck, keeping her close. Marinette's lips trembled against his and she kissed him back, moving along side of him as he tugged her close and deepened the kiss.
   Marinette felt strange. She felt warm, and almost desperate. She remembered this feeling long ago when she was pregnant with Louis. She felt butterflies in her stomach, and a pulsation of heat that started from her chest, and shot down straight between her legs.
   It wasn't until she felt his tongue make an entrance into her mouth that she nearly melted right there on the spot.

At this rate, she'd be found out immediately. She furrowed her brow, slowly moving away from the kiss, his lips sucking on to her before they were at a great distance.

Adrien kept his mouth open, almost as if he was surprised that she had pulled away mid kiss. He perked a brow, straightening up as he looked down at his fiance who was completely red and about ready to explode.
   " Are you okay?" He asked, reaching over to cup her face and get her to look at him. "I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable."

Marinette shook her head, placing her hands on to his that rested on her cheeks. "No you didn't..." she breathed softly before she pulled away. "I'm just tired thats all..."

Adrien frowned, nodding softly and placing his hand at her hip.
"Alright. Let's get you to bed." He pressed a soft kiss to her head and guided her back to the bedroom.

Marinette felt a little guilty. She didn't like hiding things from him or making him feel like he did anything wrong to her.
  Part of her began to second guess herself. She knew Tikki and Alya were right. Perhaps it would be a better thing to tell him straight away.

She reached for her pyjamas, and carefully began to undress.
"So I hope work wasn't too much of a struggle today." Marinette said as she slipped on her baby doll night dress Adrien had bought for her birthday. She loved the way the silk was. It was a comfortable thing to wear to sleep. 

"It wasn't too bad." Adrien responded, taking off his shirt and grabbing his pyjama bottoms. "They had a wedding themed photo shoot with Lila that went well until she tried to kiss me."

Marinette paused, her brow furrowing as she listened to Adrien's voice from behind her. She looked back at him, briefly distracted by the muscles on his shoulders. She bit her lip, trying to focus on what he had said before he caught her ogling him like a horny school girl.

"She tried to kiss you?" Her voice was soft and quivering. Marinette was always one to be reserved, and it often led people to walk all over her, especially Lila. Marinette knew when enough was enough, and Lila was certainly able to breach that point.

Adrien gave her a sheepish shrug.
"Camille suspected I was getting bored of the topic. Said I looked unfocused and Lila thought that a kiss would be a formidable solution. I mean I knew what her real intentions were, but I didn't feel comfortable with it because of just that. She wasn't really trying to do what was for the best interest of the shoot, she was just doing it to try and kiss me..."

Marinette blinked, taking in his words. The thought of some other woman purposely trying to worm her way between them even while knowing they were together made her blood boil. The blunette cleared her throat, folding her used closed for the day to put them in the laundry basket.
   "Y-You...uhm...you didn't kiss her.... did you?" She asked, looking up at him, almost nervous of the answer.

Adrien frowned, noticing her awkward stance and stammering sentence. He hadn't seen that self conscious essence since he had met Kagami.

"Of course I didn't-" he replied softly, approaching her to pull her into a tight hug. "I didn't feel comfortable with it, so I flat out told them that I wasn't going to do it."

Marinette relaxed in his arms, letting his words assure her. "Oh...okay..." She closed her eyes. "I hope it didn't delay anything or cause any issues."

Adrien chuckled, pulling back to offer her a sheepish smile.
"Actually--" he cleared his throat.

Marinette immediately felt her heart drop. "Oh no...there's more?" Her bottom lip pouted outwards.

Adrien held her shoulders.
"No, no. I just mean...that...." he sighed, biting his lip as he tried to word it correctly. "I...kind of told them that I can get you to do the shoot instead..."

Marinette looked at him blankly.
"Adrien..." She started.

Adrien immediately cupped her face, squishing her cheeks as he knew she was going to object to the idea. "Noooooo. Nooo. Nooo." He groaned. "I know you don't like being in front of the camera, or selling our private lives for magazines, but I have to do this. I'd rather it be with you, then to be with Lila. At least the expressions on my face would be genuine."

Marinette narrowed her eyes as he continued to beg as well as squish her face into silly postures. "Adrien...I'm not a model. Also, hello? Did you forget that I have a show tomorrow evening?" She asked, reaching up to remove his hands from her face.

Adrien slowly descended to his knees, burying his face into her belly as he begged her, much to Marinette's surprise.

"It'll be quick. I scheduled it right in midday. You can take your break, we'll take a couple photos and then I'll drive you back myself." He murmured into her belly.

Marinette blushed, feeling his face on her and his arms wrapped around her waist. Naturally her hands rested on his shoulders, which were quite build to her liking. Her heart began to pick up speed again, the very familiar warm feeling spreading throughout her body.
   She was going to be found out.

"Okay!" She gave in, hoping that her agreement would make him move away from her so she could collect herself.

Adrien grinned, looking up at her.
"Really? Marinette you have no idea how much this means to me!" He piped, immediately rubbing his face into her.

Marinette only turned more and more pink. He was doing quite the opposite of what she was hoping he'd do. He was driving her insane.

"Okay! Okay! Just....put a shirt on!" Marinette gasped, immediately pulling away from him. She left a flustered Adrien on her knees and she retreated back to bed. She pulled the covers over herself, hiding herself completely.

Adrien blinked, feeling dumbfounded as he carefully stood up. He looked at the lump underneath the blanket, hoping he wasn't making her uncomfortable.

   "But...I always go to bed without a shirt..." he grumbled, turning back to the closet so he could locate a comfortable shirt to sleep in. He chose one of his casual white T-shirts and slipped it on.

Shaking off the little moment of embarassment there, he climbed into the bed beside her.

Naturally he moved closer to her. With a hopeful smile, he wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her closer, rubbing his face into her neck. It was something he did every night.
By God the gesture drove Marinette up the wall.
  She wasn't sure if it was all in her head because she was now aware of the hormonal changes, or if she was actually experiencing it.
   Her eyes widened, her heart racing as Adrien pressed his lips against her neck, ready to fall asleep right there beside her.

Marinette squirmed, moving away from him and stuffing some pillows between them.
Adrien furrowed his brow as Marinette forced some space between them. He was starting to get the feeling he did something wrong.
"You don't want to cuddle?" He whispered quietly in the dark. "We always cuddle. Did I do something wrong?"

Marinette shook her head, pulling the blankets over herself. "No, it's just...warm and I want to have a little bit of space to keep my own warmth under my side of the bed, because with you it's too warm..."

Adrien furrowed his brow at the response. He immediately began to pull the pillows out from between them. "Marinette...what the hell is going on?" He asked softly, propping himself up to peer over her shoulder.
"Your response made absolutely no sense..."

Marinette closed her eyes, pretending not to hear him as she tried her best to sleep.

Adrien watched her remaining silent. He reached over and tugged the blanket off of her only slightly. "I think you're hiding something from me..."

Marinette immediately froze. She squeezed her eyes tighter. As always, Tikki was more than likely right. She was terrible at covering things up, and her acting too casual just made her all the more suspicious.  "I'm not hiding anything..." she bit her lip, feeling guilty for the lie. "Its just been a long day, that's all. I want a little space tonight..." her heart ached at her own words. Part of her was really tempted, to just give in to her desires with gusto. She shouldn't have to care so much, much less make things as difficult as she always does.

Adrien frowned, nodding and accepting what she had to tell him. "Okay, I'll give you the space you need then..." his voice was barely above a whisper. Adrien grabbed on to his pillows, he comforted himself in them and closed his eyes.
  
Marinette waited, feeling him go still. It wasn't long before she heard him breath evenly in sleep. She turned over, her eyes scanning his face as he slept peacefully. Her heart ached as she worried she was treating him poorly. Her insecurities kicked in, scolding her that he deserved better. Better than her, better than Lila. She closed her eyes, keeping herself in his direction before she slowly succumbed into her exhaustion.

It was definitely the hormones.

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    She was tired.

It almost felt like she was run over by a truck the night before. Marinette was surprised she was even able to wake up on time and make it to her office just before Chloe arrived to tell her mother she was late.
   Marinette wasn't sure if espresso was safe to drink during the first early stages of pregnancy, but she couldn't find it in her to care at the moment.
  The girl sat on her desk, taking small sips of her drink as Chloe bounced around in her new outfit.
Marinette could have mentioned she had an interesting night
She didn't expect Adrien to keep away from her the entire night, but as expected she did wake up to him completely wrapped around her. She expected no different. They had been cuddling since Louis was born, it wasn't an easy habit to break. She had a bit of a morning sickness, and it was a distracting from Adrien making her life a horny hellscape.

"Of course my mother's business only produces the best clothes in Paris!" Chloe chirped, admiring herself in the mirror. Marinette blinked, taking another sip of her espresso.

"Might I say, even better than Gabriel's designs." Chloe egged on, feeding her ego.

Marinette rolled her eyes. She was glad that Chloe liked the outfit, but she doubted that Chloe would even acknowledge that Marinette had made them anyway.
   "Just don't be late for the show." Marinette sighed, placing her cup down beside her. "It starts at seven. I know your time is more valuable than everyone else's, but that means you have to be there at least two hours early. You dont want to upset your mother." She deadpanned.

Chloe rolled her eyes. "Of course Dupain Cheng. I'm not stupid. I've done many fashion shows before." She looked back at Marinette, a cocky grin spreading across her face. "Which is more than what you can say for yourself." The blonde turned her attention back to the mirror to admire herself.
The blonde admired the gold and glitter color schemes on the outfit. The black striped designs fit her personality so well. A small blush crept on to her face. "Mother knows my tastes so well." She murmured, taking one last look at herself before she headed towards the door.

Marinette looked up at her. "But your mom didn't make the designs..." she uttered out, flinching as Chloe slammed the door behind her, not even giving Marinette the time of day. "I did..." she sighed, looking down at her lap.
She climbed off the desk, grabbing her espresso and taking a sip. She took a quick glance at her watch. It was certainly going to be a long day. She sent a quick good morning text to her love, trying to be as sweet as she could to try and make up for her strange behavior. She placed her phone on her desk, wondering what he was up to.

Tikki poked her head out of Marinette's bag and then floated on to her lap. The little creature looked up at Marinette curiously. "Were you able to talk to Adrien last night?" She asked, almost hopeful that Marinette had changed her mind.

   Marinette sighed, purposely blowing at her bangs. "I didn't tell him about my pregnancy..." she conceded with apprehensive. "I'm going to call my doctor after work and get a few tests. When the results come back, I'll tell Adrien right away." She looked down at her kwami.
Tikki frowned. She was about to object but immediately hid when there was a knock at the door. Marinette looked up, blinking as Luka allowed himself into the office.
He smiled at her, a small blush dusting his cheeks.
  "Sorry, I hope I'm not interrupting anything..." his voice was soft as he closed the door behind him. "I wanted to show you what the outfit looks like on me before he start the rehearsals for the show. Y'know..."he rubbed the back of his neck. "In case there was anything you wanted to change."

Marinette smiled at her bashful friend. She was really grateful. She admired how he was selfless and always made sure to run things by her when it came to her designs. Marinette climbed out of her seat and she hummed, pursing her lips as she fixed his top slightly. She pulled back to admire her work, she loved how well it matched Luka.  "It looks great on you..." she concluded. "I'm thrilled with how it turned out." 

Luka looked down at himself, the first few buttons on the top were undone, showing the delicate planes of his chest.
  Marinette allowed her eyes to look down at his chest. It was nice to look at, and while Luka was indeed attractive, Marinette wasn't ready to pounce on him like she felt with Adrien. Perhaps she wasn't sexually attractive to Luka her hormones didn't create such a distress the way they did when she was around her husband.
In a way she was grateful, she didn't have to worry about having to keep a distance from him seeing as though she had to work with him before the show.
"I think you're good to go." Marinette smiled, trying to stifle a yawn by placing her espresso cup to her face.

Luka nodded, giving Marinette a pat on her shoulder. "Okay, I'll see you tonight." He gave her one last smile before he excused himself, and let himself out of her office.

Marinette followed him with her eyes. She sighed, watching the door for a brief moment before she tugged down her sleeve and read the time. She looked down at Tikki with a nervous glance. "Time flies when you're panicking. Adrien will be here any moment." She quickly gulped down her espresso and then placed the cup on her desk.

   "Good luck." Tikki murmured, giving Marinette an apologetic look. "At least you're doing something nice for Adrien."

Marinette nodded, grabbing her purse. "He owes me for this one." She giggled.

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    Marinette kept a tight hold on Adrien's hand. She had no experience with photo shoots whatsoever. This was completely out of her element. She was usually the one who stood behind the camera, not in front of it. Marinette followed Adrien's lead, stepping over cords, avoiding lights.
  She nearly hid into him, and at that point she was so nervous that she couldn't even notice her out of whack hormones. She looked up, a small blush appearing on her face as she spotted Nino and Alya waiting for them by the dressing rooms. A small smile crept on her face as she immediately felt at ease. At least she had some support.
Alya opened her arms, pulling Marinette into a tight hug, allowing her to let go of Adrien. Marinette wrapped her arms around her friend with a small smile.
  "I am so glad you're here." Marinette murmured into her friend. "I don't why I'm such a nervous wreck. I can barely walk with Adrien around, now I get to take photos so that our pictures are everywhere."

Alya nodded, giving her friend an apologetic look. "Yeah, and with the whole out of context photo floating around....I know the last thing you want is to take more." She hugged Marinette again before letting her go.

Marinette blushed, rubbing her cheeks. "Its really not a big deal, I guess. It's for Adrien. He didn't want to do it with Lila." She explained.

Nino looked at the pair, before he looked at Adrien who stood beside him. "I can't believe she actually said yes." Nino muttered, nudging his friend playfully.

Adrien shrugged, looking at Marinette with a grimace. He didn't know why, but he felt like she was mad at him. Perhaps he would make it up to her.  "It took some begging, but I know she's unhappy..." he sighed, his voice laced in sadness. "She's been acting weird, like she doesn't want to be around me. I know I'm probably over thinking it, but I have a hunch that something is wrong." Adrien then looked at Nino with a grimace. "Maybe she's upset that I asked her to do this with me..."

Nino shook his head, immediately placing his hand on his shoulder.
"Dude..." he leveled with Adrien eye to eye. "Its alright. There's always an explanation for everything. She's probably on that monthly thing. I know when Alya gets hers, she only wants massages and chocolate. Other than that, she couldn't care less to be around me."

Adrien narrowed his eyes, looking at Marinette as she talked with Alya. There was something familiar, but he couldn't really put his finger on it. "I-I'm not sure..." his voice trailed off. "It doesn't seem like it..."

"Adrien!" Camille called out, startling the group. "I'm so glad you came!" She charged towards them, pausing as she caught a glimpse of Marinette. "Thank you so much for coming! You have no idea how much you're helping us out."
Marinette blushed, nodding as she wandered back over to Adrien. He grabbed her hand again.

Camille pointed to the wedding dress and the suit in a plastic cover hanging from the rack. "I dry cleaned the clothes your father designed, the dressing rooms are open. Just come out when you're ready and then we'll do hair and makeup." She instructed, chuckling as she pat Adrien. "He's a pro. He knows what to do..." She turned to her photographer. "We have an hour. Mrs. Agreste needs to be back at work by then so let's make it snappy!"

Marinette blushed. The sound of those words making her bashful almost immediately. She looked up at Adrien. "Mrs. Agreste?" She asked, her voice quivering. "Is she talking about me?"

Adrien tugged on her hand, bringing her to their outfits. "Of course. You're taking my last name after all...and my mother isn't here." He meant to joke, but it came off a bit more sour than he had intended.
  Marinette hummed, keeping her hand linked into his. With her free hand she grabbed the dress off the hanger, being careful as it was an original designed dress from Gabriel.

She was mesmerized. She had to let go of Adrien's hand to get a better look at it. Her fingers danced along the embroided beads on the the hem. She blinked, looking up at Adrien.
"I can't even begin to imagine how expensive this dress must be. I almost feel...unworthy of wearing it." She admitted sheepishly.

Adrien grabbed her hand, bringing up to his lips and kissing her knuckles softly. "If anything, the dress isn't worthy being on you..." he smiled, looking down at her.

Marinette blinked, a deep blush coating her cheeks as she felt his lips on her skin again. He was such a beaut.  She succumbed to a small smile, turning to follow him to the dressing room.
   Her blue eyes widened as she spotted a familiar figure standing by the dressing room. In an instant her heart dropped, a sour feeling left in her stomach.
  Before she could get two words out, Alya's scoff was obnoxiously heard from behind them.

"Why does she have to be here?" Alya grumbled, not caring if Lila heard her.
   Lila glared at Alya, moving away from the doors of the dressing room.
"I'm allowed to be here..." She snapped back, crossing her arms. " I have more of a reason to be here than you two."

Alya rolled her eyes, a blush of frustration beginning to rise on her cheeks.
Marinette cowered behind Adrien. Her insecurities immediatley Kicking in. Her old self had began to surface, she was going to let people walk all over her, simply because she didn't like fighting or confrontation.
She wasn't a teen anymore. That jealous determined and self assured person was hidden away somewhere.

"Lets just go..." Marinette whispered, looking up at Adrien who seemed to grow tense.

"You still don't have to be here...It's unnecessary, and you're certainly not needed here." Nino pitched in, standing behind Alya.

Lila rolled her eyes, standing in the way of Marinette and Adrien going into their dressing room to change. "Why? I work here so it's logical for me to be here..." her voice trailed off. "Besides, I'm here for the same reason you guys are." Her green eyes trailed over to Adrien with a small smile. "I'm here to support someone special to me..."

Marinette rolled her eyes secretly while hidden behind Adrien.
"Lets go...I don't want to waste anymore time arguing with her..." She whispered hastily.
Adrien tugged Marinette with him, brushing by Lila who glared at the two.

   "Adrien?" Lila mused, allowing the two to brush by them. Adrien paused, rolling his head to look at her.

"What?" He muttered harshly.

Lila rocked back and forth on her heels, continuing to play her part as if she hasn't noticed Adrien's vexed compartment. "Don't you think its...quite unprofessional to share a dressing room with the other model? It's incredibly inappropriate, and could lead into the wrong idea. You know...unsafe ones for public assumption."

Marinette clenched her fists. She couldn't understand how this demon released a compromising photo with the malicious intent to rupture her reputation, could stand here and prohibit her being in the same dressing room because it wasn't safe for public assumption. Marinette purposely wanted to shove the little minx to deep hell and close the door in her face with Adrien in the same room, just to piss her off.

But there were so many people around. The last thing Marinette wanted was to make a scene.

So, instead she cowered behind Adrien. She remained quiet, not saying one word.

Adrien chuckled.
   "Not safe for public assumption. As in everyone doesn't already that a wife and husband aren't intimate to things more than just sex. You're being pathetic, and you're wasting my time." He tugged his lady, guiding her past Lila once more and closing the door behind them as they entered the dressing room.
Marinette looked up at Adrien with a grimace. She looked down at the dress, any dignity she had left washed away from her in an instant.

Adrien unbuttoned his shirt, shrugging it off his body without even looking back at Marinette. He dropped his pants down to the ground, stepping out of them and picking them up to put aside. He reached for his suit and began to remove the plastic cover over him.

Marinette watched him, her eyes moving down to the way his boxers hugged his backside. She bit her lip, her brow furrowing.
Was he working out? Since when did his ass get so tight? Her heart began to race, and immediately that feeling washed over her. She faced away from him, her hands trembling as she began to undress herself. Marinette folded her clothes, putting them aside. She slid the dress on, pulling the zip from the side.

It fit perfectly. She looked down at herself as the dress hugged her in all the right places. Marinette felt like a queen. She even gave herself a little twirl.

Adrien fixed the collar on his suit, hearing Marinette giggle and move around from behind him.

Marinette turned over, just as Adrien did.
   "The dress fits me--" her breath cut short.
A gasp emitted from both of them as they caught a final glimpse of their outfits.

Adrien looked so good in his suit. If anything he looked damn well delicious. A deep blush covered her cheeks as she looked up at him.

Marinette looked like a goddess. Adrien always knew he'd see her in a dress like this eventually, but nothing in his soul or mind could have prepared him for such a beautiful sight.
   Adrien pressed his lips together, his heart racing. He would have loved to reach out to her the way he wanted, but the way she was acting around him lately made him apprehensive of doing anything. He cleared his throat, looking up at her blushing cheeks.
"You...You look amazing..." He murmured softly.

Marinette looked down at herself bashfully at his comment. She felt as if she had become a guitar string. He was tightening and tightening her tautly. She was moments away from finally snapping and giving in.

   "You look delicious..."She breathed in response, her eyes gazing at the way his chest looked from the open collar.

Adrien blinked, furrowing his brow.
"Oh...uh heh. Thanks!" He slowly approached her, placing his hand on her waist. "Are you ready to go?" He asked, brushing some hair out of her face.

Marinette looked up at him, a small smile tugging her lips. She knew that before the night was over, he was going to be hers.

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A/N: My loves! This chapter actually has three more scenes but I've decided to cut it and make it into two parts. My reasons are because it's gonna get NSFW again, and I wanted to make it easier for people who were uncomfortable with smut to just skip the chapter and move on to the next without really missing key details to the plot.
So your warning is now, I'll put another warning when the next part comes up. Next chapter will have NSFW!
  Thank you guys so much for being patient with me!
I love you all so much I can't even shshajsoaksmam.