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"The last thing Marinette remembered was Chat Noir's body splayed out as he leaped toward her and a gold hourglass shattering in her face. When she came to, she felt entirely different. She stirred in the unfamiliar, yet calm darkness. What she discovered when she opened up her eyes was not at all what she expected.

Across from her was a shirtless, blonde man with his back to her. His hair was scruffy and it was clear, even in the darkness, that he was muscular. A navy blue comforter was dropped neatly over his lower back. That's when she realized that she was in a bed... with a man that looked strikingly like a hero she knew very well...

I'M IN A BED WITH CHAT NOIR! Marinette scrunched the comforter as she aggressively pulled it tight against her chest. A shriek escaped her lips as she fell off the side of the bed and onto the floor.The man began to stir. The girl's heart began to beat out of her chest as she saw as his head rise and fall as he began to turn towards her. However, he stopped in his tied daze and instead of rolling to face her he ended up on his stomach. His large biceps came up to his face and he rested his forehead on them.

"Are you okay?" He asked with a tired groan. The only reply he received was the familiar sound of Marinette's squee. Now that she could see more of his face, Marinette idea of who she was n bed with changed. Before her wasn't Chat Noir, it was in fact, the one and only Adrien Agreste!

"Marinette, it is five in the morning. Go back to sleep." Adrien mumbled into his pillow. Again, Mari was unable to respond with anything other than a high pitched squeal deep from within her throat. She had been in bed with Adrien Agreste; a shirtless Adrien Agreste at that! Marinette's embarrassed blush deepened. Thankfully she had the confronter in front of her face to conceal it. Suddenly his eyes began to flutter open. His piercing green eyes as spectacular as always, despite the fact that they were drowsy. Once Adrien was able o register that Marineete was standing unsteadily beside the bed covering her front, he knew something was wrong. Mari peeked over the side of the heavy blanket and was able to catch the moment that his expression turned to concern.

"Mari is everything alright?" Adrien questioned as he moved his arms under him to sit up.

Why was this happening to her?!

As he sat up the blanket slipped down; just over his lap. She had no idea that Adrien was so muscular. His pectorals were defined... and was that a six pack! To Marinette, Adrien wasn't just hot now, he was smok'n. Except, he looked older. Was it just the lighting? Marinette gazed down at herself. She also looked older. Adrien's face grew more concerned as he scooted towards her. Marinette began to freak out and she clenched the blanket tighter as her crush, now a grown man, reached out to take hold of it. Out of the blue, his eyes went from soft and concerned that of unmistakable surprise; which swiftly changed into panic. With a holler, the man leaped back, pulling hard on the blanket. Mari, who was still gripping it's other end, went down with it. The blonde fell flat on his back, and with the fabric Marinette toppled over Adrien into a compromising position. They peered into each other's eyes, both extremely uncomfortable but yet somehow completely mesmerized.

"A-A- Adrien?!"

"M- Marinette?!"

"I- I'm- I'm so sor- sorry...." The girl stuttered as she pushed herself up. Adrien slid out from beneath her, pulling the covers up to his face as he also sat up. Both of them retreating to opposite sides of the bed, their heads spinning.

The last thing either of them could remember was an hour glass shattering in their face. Adrien looked over at Marinette, her dark hair was down and tangled. It was also long now, stopping about halfway down her back. Her... bare back. He swiftly looked up to now notice her bare shoulder. Immediately, he tightened his grip on the covers to hide his blush.

"Ma- aaa- Ma- Marinette... Are you... Are you not... dressed?" He suddenly became even more embarrassed for even asking. Hopefully, his friend wouldn't think him to be a perv. The girl looked down at herself nervously; never before had she been afraid to look at her own body. She was relieved to see that she was at least in undergarments. It was still scary, but at east she had SOMETHING on. She reached to pull the strap of her bra back on her shoulder.

"Oh, thank goodness!" Adrien sighed with relief, placing his hand and the covers over his right pec.

"Please, tell me you are dressed as well..." Mari started. Realizing, that he too could be making her uncomfortable, Adrien lifted the blanket over is head to check himself. Thankfully, he too was dressed. An awkward silence came over them again. Adrien turned to look at the nightstand on his side of the bed, but before he could notice anything, Mari yelped.

"I'm married!" Adrien flipped around to see Mari holding up her left hand. Sure enough, she had a shiny silver ring on her wedding finger. The man looked down at his own hands. On both of is ring fingers were silver rings, only one he recognized as his miraculous.

"Me too... Wait, I have a wife?! Am I cheating on her?!" His hands flew up to grip his hair. AM I CHEATING ON LADYBUG!? He began to frantically look for his phone as Mari flopped back down on the mattress. The boy, now man, found the object on his nightstand. As he leaned over to pick it up, he noticed a picture frame... that explained it.

"Mari..." The blonde picked up the frame and held it over his shoulder for the girl to see. Neatly in the frame was a picture of her and Adrien. Adrien was dressed sharply in a black suit with a green tie and white boutonniere. His hair was handsomely groomed, and his hand was wrapped around Mari's waist. She was dressed in a gorgeous sleeveless dress that had crossed detailing across the bust; it was hard to see what it looked below the waist but she assumed that it was a layered fit and flare. Her hair was pulled back into a single bun lined with red flowers which held a veil. The two tendrils that always covered her ears were lightly curled. To finish off the sereneness of the scene, she was holding a bouquet of red flowers, and her neck was adorned with a silver necklace. As beautiful as the picture was, it was a bit much for the two to take in. Suddenly, it clicked.

They had been sent to the future. For Pete sake, the akuma had even thrown time related things at them! Sometimes, they really did feel stupid.

Just as they were starting to put the puzzle together, Marinette shot up, startling Adrien in the process. She dropped the covers, exposing her upper body. "I just had the weirdest dream."

Adrien began to cry like a kitten; a flusters bright red blush on his face. Quickly he covered his mouth and looked away.

"Adrien, are you okay?"

"You weren't dreaming." The boy within his future body mumbled through his fingers. Great, her husband's teen self was not handling this very well. This wasn't good.

It was then that she realized why his face was as bright as her suit. Mari hid her less than ideal look with the covers; she wasn't that uncomfortable with the situation, but it was only kind to do it for Adrien's sake.

Adrien wasn't okay. For one, if this was his future, he was very not ready for or even expecting it. What happened to Ladybug? Kagami? Marinette's relationship with Luka? Did this mean Chat Noir was officially rejected? His thoughts continued to race as he felt Marinette shift beneath the covers. Oh gosh, WHY?! Now all that he wanted to happen was for him to be switched back. Unfortunately, for him Marinette was the one to be switched again; at least he was with her teen self again.

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Meanwhile, on the other side of the time loop, adult Mari was back in her teen Ladybug body again.

"Really?" she asked, dropping her shoulders. For nowhere, chat Noir jumped in front of her, spinning his weapon to protect her from the flying glass.

"Welcome back, M'lady."

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Back in the future, the teens of what to do. They didn't have to wait long for things to happen as they began to rapidly switch between the timelines; which was getting really old fast. Luckily it began to slow down after a minute or two.

"Oh thank goodness, I'm back." The man already knew he was with the teen version of his wife, so instead of letting her freak out more, he threw the blanket over her head.

"Hey!" she yelped as she raised her arms up to remove it.

"Mari, I suggest you leave that on." The ex-model was firm, but he still retained a kindness that was unmistakably Adrien. She did as she was told, at least until the room grew early quiet. Slowly, she again reached to take the covering off. When she got no reprimand she removed it and took a peak at the man who was sitting at the end of the bed. His back was to her and even that few took her breathe away. Marinette chalked it up to the fact that she found him perfect that he looked so good. In reality it was the years of being Chat Noir that he had such a strong build. Of course, she wouldn't know this for another couple of years. The girl was started from her thoughts when Adrien yelped and jumped back towards the front of the bed. He backed into her, almost squishing her in the process. When he saw her he flipped out again, and retreated back to the right side of the bed. They took some deep breathes before another round of switching took place for Adrien. He had barely gained his composure after the end of the switch when a knock came from the door.

"Mom? Dad? Are you okay...?" came from a young girl's voice on the other side of the door. Adrien groaned; there was no way to get out of this. Marinette was nothing less then stunned. The man face-palmed and shook his head while internally screaming, NOW ISN'T THE BEST TIME, EMMA. Smoothly, he ran his fingers through his hair before tossing the covers aside and getting to his feet. Marinette watched as he walked around the bed and towards the door. He cracked it open slightly, making sure to block Marinette and the kids' view of each other.

"It's okay guys. Why don't you go get dressed? I'll come down when it's time for breakfast. There was a pause before he closed the door and turned to face Marinette.

"WE HAVE KIDS?!" Mari blurted; coming out of her daze.

"Yeah, we're married; we do some things." Mr. Agreste replied bluntly and with an "isn't-it-obvious" expression across his face. The raven-haired girl buried her face into the covers, trying to dislodge the images coming to her brain. Adrien, stood at the end of the bed, searching the ottoman at the foot of the bed for a reasonably clean shirt. Seeing him search for an outfit, she too decided now was as good as any to get dressed too. It would at least be more comfortable mentally. Her husband of the future sputtered out, "What the heck?" as she tossed the covers over his face. He attempted to remove it, similar to what she had done earlier.

"No, don't! I want to change!"

"It's not like I haven't seen you..." he began as he sat down on the ottoman, knowing this would take awhile.

"Except I'm not her. Me. I'm not the me you know. Wait..." This was all so confusing.

"I get it, Mari. Go ahead," the man complied with a flick of the wrist.

Satisfied, Marinette began her walk to the dresser, getting switched along the way. However that didn't last long as both of the adults switched into their teen bodies and vis versa. The constant head spinning was giving the two headaches.

"Why am I covered with a blanket?" Adrien questioned preparing to remove it.

"NO! I'm trying to get dressed!" Marinette squealed as she flinched before going to quickly cover herself with her forearms. Adrien immediately halted. Relieved, Marinette opened one of the drawers. The shirt she pulled out was huge compared to her. She glanced at the drawer again. Why are they all so big? ...This is Adrien's drawer!

"Shoot!" she exclaimed, stuffing the shirt back into the drawer and quickly closing it.

"What?'

"Those were yours." How embarrassing! Of  course her first attempt to get dressed would have her rummaging through Adrien's clothes.

"I wouldn't mind seeing you in one of my shirts." Adrien slapped a hand over his mouth. Did he really just say that to his friend? Marinette thought her ears were deceiving her. Did her long time crush REALLY just say that. However, she decided to be reasonable and reminded herself that even if he just did tell her that, the clothes would be super impractical as she would be swimming in the fabric. So, instead of following the temptation, she opened the next drawer down. 

This seemed to be hers if the large amounts of red and pink were anything to go by. Not sure what to wear, she picked at random. What resulted was hardly ideal. It was a light pink jumpsuit with black accents. It had a high neckline, long sleeves, and a zipper in the front. Why this was in her wardrobe, she had absolutely no idea. It was tricky to put on, but she managed to slip into it and zip it up. It was surprisingly comfortable, she had expected it to be tighter than it was and cling to her in a way that would restrict her movements. If she really had to describe it, it reminded of her suit, though obviously without the magic. She allowed Adrien to remove the blanket and he quickly freed himself. It got hot under there, fast. As soon as he saw Marinette confusion took hold. She was undinablly pretty, but at the same time he never imagined he would see Marinette in something so... he didn't even know how to describe the fashion.

"Okay, my turn." He stated getting to his feet; eager to get into something more comfortable. If he was having issues seeing her, he couldn't imagine what was going through her mind. Honestly, he didn't want to know. Chucking the blanket at Marinette, Adrien strolled across the room to the dresser. With a sigh, Mari through the comforter over her face. She knew that this would result in an onslaught of heat so hopefully he would hurry.

Diving into the first drawer, Adrien found loads of t-shirts. Most were black, but there was a pop of other colors too; namely green. Choosing at random, he unfolded one. On the front was a print saying "Pawsatively Purrfect." Adrien couldn't believe his eyes; he had cat-pin shirts! Now, he was determined to find a good one.

It took him a bit, but he finally settled on an army green tee that read "Simply Meowvalious." Under the font was a happy, and adorable, black cat. He excitedly pulled it over his head and slipped his arms through the sleeves. Now all he needed was a pair of bottoms. The problem was, after going through all the drawers, he could only find one that had jeans. These were mixed.

"Are you done yet?"

"Not yet." Adrien reached for the first pair with his peripheral vision. When he unfolded them, it became clear that they were not his.

"Now?"

"Nope. Those were yours!" If Marinette's are on the left side, mine must be on the right. His theory turned out to be correct. "Okay, I'm done."

"What are you wearing?" Marinette asked. Never had she imagined seeing Adrien wearing a pun t-shirt.

"What? I like it. Besides, I could ask you the same thing. Not that it looks bad on you or anything!... Um, yeah..." How had he became so flusters by Marinette all of a sudden. This whole experience had been eye-opening, which was ironic due to how much of it had been them avoiding looking at each other.

"I honestly don't know." An award silence filled the room.

"Can... you help me find my belt?" Marinette watched as Adrien began to look around the room. She recognized the black belt when she saw it sitting on the vanity chair.

"Here."

"Thanks."

As he pulled the belt through the pant loops; magical ladybugs zoomed about the room. The 'Fortune Teller" had been defeated. How, the teens would never know. Finally, the time loop was repaired and the teens and adults were permanently in their appropriately aged bodies.

"What.. Oh hey we are back." Adrien realized, checking himself over with a grin. A giggle came from his wife.

"What am I wearing? Wait, isn't that the shirt I got for you?" Marinette began to nervously wonder what their younger selves had been doing while they were defeating the akuma. It was a strange one. It also didn't help that they had power limits due to being in the teen bodies, but nevertheless the team was still able to effectively work together and save the day and futures.

Adrien looked down, and sure enough, it was the shirt Mari had gotten him for the first hero's day after the reveal. It was still one of his favorites.

"I've always had good taste." He teased, lacing the remaining leather of his belt through the loops and clasping it.

"Mmhmm." Marinette hummed as she picked up the navy comforter from the floor and started to make the bed.

"Mmhmm nothin'" Mari felt Adrien press himself against her, his warm arms wrapping around her just below the bust. "Why are you making the bed? You know we are just going to destroy it later." She could hear his smirk in his voice.

"Oh... are we?" she flirted back, looking at him over her shoulder. Instead of getting flustered like he used to, he just responded with a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"Come on; the kids are waiting for breakfast." Her husband explained releasing her before sliding his hand down her arm. the two laced their fingers together and made their way to the door. In spite of the bizarre wake-up call this morning, today was shaping up to be a good day.