Monday morning had rolled around too fast. Adrien's head was throbbing, the guys had had a poker night on Sunday and it turned a bit heavy. Adrien could hold his drink quite well as he'd been introduced to bits at a young age. However, keeping up with Kim was a whole other level.

He was sitting with Madame Mistiqa at the front of the class nursing a takeout coffee. They were waiting for the students to all arrive before making their announcement, all Adrien was interested in was when one specific student would arrive. 

And there she is, he thought.

Marinette came charging into class with black skinny jeans, red heels, a black blouse which she'd buttoned up wrong, her thick framed glasses and hair like a pineapple. Yeah, that was his girl alright. He excused himself from Madame Mistiqa and made his way to Marinette.

"Morning, Adrien! Woah, how many did you end up having last night? You look awful!"

"Yeah, I think I need a new designer. You're ruining my self esteem." He smiled at her and she smacked him on the arm.

Marinette and Adrien had tried to maintain a strictly professional relationship during class. She didn't want people thinking she was trying to win by sleeping with Gabriel Agreste's son. Not that they'd slept together, yet.

"Did you get dressed in the dark this morning?" Marinette looked down to where Adrien was indicating and shrieked! Half her bra was on show.

"Oh no!" Her face turned a bright shade of red as she hid in front of Adrien and corrected her buttons. When she was looking presentable Adrien moved out the way.

"I'm guessing you were thinking about seeing me." He winked at her and walked back to the front of the room. He could be an arrogant cat sometimes.

Marinette felt her phone buzz in her pocket.

From: Adrien

She looked up but he was in deep conversation with a couple of the models.

How about another viewing of that bra later?

She looked up and Adrien was still talking to the models.

Only if you're wearing it and looking in a mirror, you pervert!

She saw Adrien take his phone out of his pocket looking very natural with each movement. Marinette started busying herself to not look obvious, but she couldn't help a sneaky look at Adrien. He was smiling his natural smile as he pulled his phone out his pocket. Glancing down whilst maintaining conversation Marinette saw one of his eyebrows raise and a cheeky lopsided grin appear. He looked up at her and straight into Marinette's eyes, her heart fluttered wildly. She really was the luckiest girl in the world.

"Ok class, now the work is progressing along. Some of it good, some of it bad," her eyes diverted to a tall guy in the front. It was obvious he'd only taken the course to meet girls, Marinette had found herself in a couple of intense situations with him, luckily Adrien had been there too.

"I know you were meant to have more time to complete your looks, but Mr Agreste Senior has changed the deadline to Friday. All students and their models will be taking part in Paris fashion week as the grand finale to the Gabriel showcase."

Adrien stepped forward to explain a few more of the details.

"The judges will be scoring you during the runway so you will need to make sure your model is behaving how you want them too, get the walk right and get the look right. We will all be modelling other clothing beforehand so it'll be a quick change into your designs," Adrien stared right into Marinette's eyes as he said the next sentence.

"So you will be dressing us, and as most of you know when we model we wear very little to make sure the desired effect is achieved. You will need to be comfortable with your model as to not let this be a trigger for a breakdown."

Adrien looked at Marinette to see her staring like she'd died and gone to heaven. He smirked and looked somewhere else before continuing.

"Following the fashion show you are all invited to the 'Gabriel' after show party at the Bourgeois Hotel. You will need to make sure you dress formally and be prepared to mingle with other famous designers. Good luck everyone."

The chatter in the room was electric as the models made their way to the designers.

"Adrien, what am I going to wear?"

"I'm sure you've got time to make something, did you use yesterday like I said?" Adrien asked launching himself to sit on her desk.

"Of course I did. Your clothes are all finished."

"So you've got time to create a dress!"

"I really hope your father likes me." Marinette said with a sigh as she pulled out Adrien's outfit. Adrien laughed.

"Likes you or likes your design?"

"Likes my design, of course. Why would I need him to like me?" Marinette began to get flustered which resulted in her dropping most of the items she was trying to pick up.

Adrien grabbed her hand and took her into the fabric warehouse. He shut the door behind them and locked it.

"Mari, please stop stressing. My father has a soft spot for you already, just be you and he'll love you. As a designer, and a possible future daughter-in-law." Adrien wiggled his eyebrows at Marinette. She put her hand sarcastically over her mouth.

"Why Mr. Agreste, are you proposing to me?"

"You'd know if I was proposing, it'd be so romantic you'll cry every time you think about it. Now come on, let's get this outfit tried on."

Marinette walked away to open the door, he quickly grabbed her and pulled her back for a kiss.

"So?" Adrien asked placing his nose against hers, "do I get to see your bra?"

She punched him in the shoulder before unlocking the door and stalking out.