The apartment was a contemporary style like Gabriel wanted for the couple. He paid for the repaint and remodel of rooms and the moving crew to furnish the two-bedroom apartment. After he thought the new home was well decorated, he allowed Adrien and Marinette to tour their new home.

The apartment was on third floor of the building, but the door was the one on the right as you come up on the stairs. Inside was a small room with wood paneling and dark wood for the flooring, along with a welcome doormat along the door. There was a potted plant across from the door, and a large window that looked out the front of the building. The wall beside the door frame held a large painting of the Eiffel Tower.

Go through the open door frame, and the kitchen was to the left. The wall behind the counter and refrigerator was the same wood paneling as the foyer. There was an island in the middle of the open room with three barstools and a stove in the middle.

Outside of the double door beside the kitchen was a large balcony with three plant pots, potted plants, a bench, and a hanging plant on the wall.

On the right of the open door frame, was a computer desk for general entertainment, as well as a large wall mounted television that was formally in Adrien's bedroom. A coffee table was below it with a stereo and a couple tablets to use. Two black plush couches and a coffee table with a lamp lined one wall and a room divider behind one of them. The curtains on the large window were brown and beige. The room was painted with a light beige color with white top and bottom border, and dark wood flooring.

On the other side of the room divider, the walls were painted with a lighter tint of brown with the same white borders. There were two large paintings on the wall where blank and gray cabinet are lined and decorated with smaller plants. In the middle was a black glass dining table with six matching chairs, a bouquet of roses as the center piece on the table, and a pinkish rug under the furniture. A china cabinet stood beside the large window. This was supposedly the dining room separated from the living room.

The hallway was painted the same way with the same flooring, only with a black and white patterned runner carpet in the middle and three wall lights at each door. Marinette's room was on the right, the green and white colored bathroom was past the middle door, and Adrien's room was one the left.

Marinette's room was painted light pink with the white border. Her room seemed to be a bit bigger than Adrien's bedroom. Inside, the room was divided in half by an Asian inspired wall divider—one side was her bed with a lounge chair and a couple lamps, the other side was a designing studio with mannequins and a design desk. One part of the wall looked like it was a sample of a boutique with a patterned wallpaper, overhead lighting on mannequins, mirrors decorated with curtains, circle rugs, and a pink canopy overhead. The windows were decorated with the same style of curtains Marinette had in college as decorations. Two pink rose rugs covered the dark floor. The double door across from the entrance went out to a balcony which held a wooden bench and plants.

Adrien's bedroom seemed simple. It was an emerald green room with white trim. One rug was under the bed. On the other side of the room was a reading lounge for him, where there were two bookcases and a sofa. Green black out curtains covered the three windows.

To the couple, this was sort of nerve wracking. Adrien knew Marinette wasn't going to be comfortable living away from her parents for a long time, and Adrien felt the same way. He was in a new environment where he was going to be independent, even with living with his girlfriend.

He tried to stay positive about it, but he was nervous when the first thing goes wrong.

Their new schedule finally didn't require them to wake up early for work. Even though work for Marinette didn't start until 9 am, she would wake up at 7 am to shower, get ready, and eat breakfast before walking out the door with Adrien. Adrien, though, usually woke up a half hour later than her but ready on time to eat breakfast with her. This could be due to the reminder of they have one bathroom to share.

Since they work in the same place, Adrien usually drives both of them to work. Marinette insisted she would help with gas money and repair if it needs be, but he wanted to take care of repair shop costs.

While at work, they are normally separated. Adrien was with the photographers in the studio while Marinette was in meetings with designers. Sadly, he knew she was picked on for everything she decided to do—office decorating, organization, scheduling work deadlines, even choice of fabrics. He tried standing up to them for her, but she tried to convince him that it was normal to be picked on since she's new to the company.

While he watched her at work, Marinette would try and give Adrien her attention whenever he was involved with the latest designs for photoshoots. One day, she couldn't help but be noticed by giggling by all the lovey dovey and goofy facial expressions he made from across the room. Then when he wasn't doing that, he was making fun of the presenter of a design. Of course, the couple got in trouble and gained a long lecture about maturity from Gabriel.

Even as adults, they still feel like teenagers expecting their parents to come home at any minute of the day. Of course, Marinette was used to it since college, but Adrien was getting used to seeing someone almost 24/7.

Cooking together in the kitchen was nice.

Cuddling on the couch while watching a series on Netflix gave them a piece of mind at night. Especially with hot tea and croissants.

Sneaking into each other's bedrooms to tease became a nightly ritual.

But one night they finally got under each other's skin.

"What do you mean you don't like this month's design?" Marinette asked, trying not to snap. She was working on the fall collection starting with a flannel and wool jacket. She was trying to adjust the jacket on the male mannequin as Adrien watched her from the door.

"I don't like flannel...especially that color." He said, pointing to the bolt of light blue and white flannel.

"I couldn't find bolts of red and black flannel that would have looked great with black wool, and all the green and black flannel were taken up by the staff."

"You could have gone with black and white flannel with grey flannel?"

"You already wear a lot of dark colors."

"Do I?"

"Yes, and I thought some color would help you. So I went with light blue and white flannel and grey wool."

"Are you sure that will look good on me in pictures?"

Marinette paused to try not to fling a pin needle at him. She was already tired of him judging her about her designs. She was annoyed that he was worried that he wouldn't look good in photos even though he never liked going to photoshoots for a while.

She took a deep breath before speaking. "Okay, fine. Not like I was almost done inserting the drawstring in the hood." She said in annoyance.

"Everything else looks fine, but it's the jacket I'm not feeling it-"

"You know what, Adrien." Marinette snapped. "You don't even like modeling for the company because it's your father's company. You never have since you find yourself to be a marketing tool."

"Wait, what the hell?" He asked, taken back by the attack. "Yeah I do feel like that still, but father and I are cool-"

"Why does that matter since you look annoyed every time someone says the word photoshoot." She said.

"Because that's every day, Mari." He tried to explain simply.

She tried to unclenched her fists and breath. "You have no idea how much I wanted to-"

"Now you sound like the other designers." Adrien snapped.

"What?! I don't sound like those snobby coworkers who have been pulling awful pranks since I started there!" she tried not to shout. "How dare you accuse me of sounding like them!"

"You do sound like them because they want me to wear what they made, but they are just tweaking tons of father's designs."

"So I'm guilty of stealing your father's design now, which I didn't steal from anyone! It was my idea to cover the fall fashion line because so many are leaving and summer was hell on some of them. Fall line, this means back to school clothes from kids to adults, casual and formal clothes and prints, what is trending and what is not...You don't understand how much-"

"What? How stressful it is?" he interrupted. "I've been modeling the fall line more than any season since I was young. There's usually nothing new for me to show off."

"FINE! I will scrap this product and you won't have to model in it!" Marinette gave in and pulled the jacket off the mannequin. "I tried to add a few things but I guess it's too much for him..." she grumbled. At this point, she really wanted him out of her room.

Adrien spotted her binder of designs and tried to flip through, only to be stopped by her snapping at him.

"Are you going to tell me those are stupid too?!" she asked. She snatched the binder from under his hand and closed it. "Get out of my room now."

Adrien took a deep breath to calm down. "Fine, just go back to fixing awful jacket you almost ripped by the sleeve.

Yeah, that was it.

Marinette shoved him into the hallway and tried to pass him to storm off into the kitchen. "Why do you have to be so...so...so-"

"Wow, I told you a design wasn't you're greatest!" he argued. "You have tons from over the years, why not go back to those?"

"Because I can't tweak something that almost became the real product from a drawing from my imagination."

"Why, you did it all the time when-"

"That doesn't matter, Adrien!" she shouted. "The style then doesn't help the style of today! I used to tweak them all the time, but you made the comment a long time ago that they don't look the same as the drawing, so I stopped changing the drawings."

"Because they were perfect before-"

"NOT WHAT YOU SAID!" she almost screamed. She took a breath to calm down.

Adrien tried to hold on his nerves, but he threw his hands up and let them hit the counter top. "What do you want me to think, Marinette?!"

"You're the model who finally has the ability to voice an opinion!"

He gripped the counter for a moment before mumbling. "How in the hell is this working." He shook his head and tried to walk to the door. "I need a breather. I don't like where this is going."

Marinette bit her tongue to hold in a comment. She watched him walk into the small foyer room before following him. By the time she walked through the door frame, Adrien had already closed the door. After calming down, she realized how the situation was caused.

It was built up stress from work. Not only she was continually being picked on by the designers, but she was stressing whether or not Adrien would actually model for her. Home didn't stress her out as much, but she didn't like moving in with her boyfriend right after college when she expected to live with her parents for at least two months. Jumping into adulthood was expected after college, but she didn't have the time to transition.

She leaned against the door before sliding down to the floor. She pulled her knees in and tried to keep in her sobs. She had yelled at him for no reason.

Adrien, on the other side of the door, had done the same and sat on the floor. He threw his head back while leaning on the door. He closed his eyes so the light in the hallway wouldn't hurt him. "Damn it..." he mumbled before throwing an arm over his eyes to keep his tears from rolling down his cheeks. He realized he insulted her.

He was guilty of rushing into this side of the relationship.