Alya, Nino, and Adrien walked into the Boulangerie patisserie, tiệm bánh on a Saturday, late into the morning. The ngày was cool enough for baked good, but warm enough to enjoy ice cream. The trio were picking up their friend at her house to get lunch and then a special treat. Marinette was nowhere to be seen in the downstairs bakery.
“Good Morning Mrs. Cheng,” they greeted their Những người bạn mother cheerily.
“Good morning, kids. Marinette is upstairs. She was feeling a bit dizzy this morning so she’s probably laying down. Go ahead and go on up.”
“Thank you,” Alya called as she lead the way upstairs to the living space. They headed up the một giây set of stairs to Marinette’s room. They found their friend laying on her màu hồng, hồng chaise, sound asleep. Alya smiled and shook her head fondly. Judging from the mess on the floor and the strewn papers everywhere, her best friend had been up late doing some designing. She nudged her boyfriend and smiled at Adrien.
“Nino and I will go grab food. Adrien, stay with Marinette, okay?” She asked softly.
Adrien nodded, completely missing the mischievous glint in Alya’s eyes and how Nino only shook his head with fondness. Adrien found he couldn’t look away from the sleeping form of his friend. She had her hair in a cute, messy bun. Her usual outfit was replaced with màu hồng, hồng shorts that showed off her, surprisingly, toned legs and a light blue, almost white, áo cánh, blouse with the cup sleeves and cổ áo made of white lace. Her regular căn hộ were currently replaced with plain white sandals. Adrien had never seen her look so cute and he felt his tim, trái tim beat faster.
Recently, anything Marinette did made his tim, trái tim race. From the simple way she smiled at her friends, to the endearing stutter she had when talking to him, it all made him feel like he’d been running. He felt his cheeks flush at the thought and then turned when he heard a soft sigh coming from her desk. What had made that sound? He moved to her desk, surprised bởi the red, kwami-sized bug. Tikki. Ladybug’s kwami. But why was she with Marinette? Unless….
His tim, trái tim started to beat faster than it ever had before. Marinette, his Marinette, was Ladybug. Of course she was Ladybug; it made sense! The two were amazingly talented, thoughtful, kind, caring, smart, creative, the danh sách could go on. But instead, he halted his thoughts as his tim, trái tim spoke. He loved Marinette. He gulped at the sudden realization, feeling dizzy. He turned away from the kwami, his eyes suddenly meeting a startling blue. He blushed as the girl he loved looked at him, her sleep-filled mind slowly coming to terms with what she already knew. He had seen.
“Adrien! I can explain! Uh...well...you see, I uh-”
“Marinette, it’s okay. I know you’re Ladybug. I won’t tell anyone.”
She stared at him, first in surprise, then defeat, and finally determination.
“You can’t let ANYONE know bạn know! If bạn do, it could put bạn in danger!”
She was worried about him. In true Marinette fashion, she was worried for others before her own safety. He smiled and nodded in understanding, then took her hand in both of his. He was filled with delight at her blush.
“Marinette, I have to tell bạn something.”
She stared up at him with wide blue eyes that sent his tim, trái tim racing.
“Y-yes Adrien?”
“Marinette...I tình yêu you.”
He heard thêm than saw her gasp, so intent was he on her eyes. He saw her smile a little, forced. Not her usual smile.
“You only tình yêu me cause I’m Ladybug, right?”
He gaped at her.
“What? No! Not at all! I mean, I do tình yêu that side of you. But, Marinette, I’ve been in tình yêu with bạn for a long time!”
She blushed, her eyes growing wide again.
“Y-you do?”
“Yes! How could I NOT tình yêu you? You’re amazing, talented, and bạn always care for others above yourself. While bạn might be thêm creative with the ideas as Ladybug, you’re so talented as Marinette too. bạn make people smile and you’re beautiful!”
She blushed and looked at him.
“I-I too, tình yêu Adrien, you.”
He smiled endearingly. She loved him back. He looked at her lips for the first time that day, realizing she had on some kind of lip gloss that made her lips almost irresistible. Probably dâu, dâu tây flavored. He looked back to her eyes to find her watching him.
“Marinette...may I Kiss you?”
She blushed to the roots of her hair.
“I’d like if bạn did.”
He smiled and gently leaned down to Kiss her lips. Raspberry, not strawberry. But all the better, because now he’d always remember the taste as her first Kiss with him. He pulled away slowly and then watched her try not to pout. He chuckled softly and then leaned in to Kiss her again. Before he pulled away the một giây time, her heard a scream and then Alya shouting.
“I KNEW IT!”
“Good Morning Mrs. Cheng,” they greeted their Những người bạn mother cheerily.
“Good morning, kids. Marinette is upstairs. She was feeling a bit dizzy this morning so she’s probably laying down. Go ahead and go on up.”
“Thank you,” Alya called as she lead the way upstairs to the living space. They headed up the một giây set of stairs to Marinette’s room. They found their friend laying on her màu hồng, hồng chaise, sound asleep. Alya smiled and shook her head fondly. Judging from the mess on the floor and the strewn papers everywhere, her best friend had been up late doing some designing. She nudged her boyfriend and smiled at Adrien.
“Nino and I will go grab food. Adrien, stay with Marinette, okay?” She asked softly.
Adrien nodded, completely missing the mischievous glint in Alya’s eyes and how Nino only shook his head with fondness. Adrien found he couldn’t look away from the sleeping form of his friend. She had her hair in a cute, messy bun. Her usual outfit was replaced with màu hồng, hồng shorts that showed off her, surprisingly, toned legs and a light blue, almost white, áo cánh, blouse with the cup sleeves and cổ áo made of white lace. Her regular căn hộ were currently replaced with plain white sandals. Adrien had never seen her look so cute and he felt his tim, trái tim beat faster.
Recently, anything Marinette did made his tim, trái tim race. From the simple way she smiled at her friends, to the endearing stutter she had when talking to him, it all made him feel like he’d been running. He felt his cheeks flush at the thought and then turned when he heard a soft sigh coming from her desk. What had made that sound? He moved to her desk, surprised bởi the red, kwami-sized bug. Tikki. Ladybug’s kwami. But why was she with Marinette? Unless….
His tim, trái tim started to beat faster than it ever had before. Marinette, his Marinette, was Ladybug. Of course she was Ladybug; it made sense! The two were amazingly talented, thoughtful, kind, caring, smart, creative, the danh sách could go on. But instead, he halted his thoughts as his tim, trái tim spoke. He loved Marinette. He gulped at the sudden realization, feeling dizzy. He turned away from the kwami, his eyes suddenly meeting a startling blue. He blushed as the girl he loved looked at him, her sleep-filled mind slowly coming to terms with what she already knew. He had seen.
“Adrien! I can explain! Uh...well...you see, I uh-”
“Marinette, it’s okay. I know you’re Ladybug. I won’t tell anyone.”
She stared at him, first in surprise, then defeat, and finally determination.
“You can’t let ANYONE know bạn know! If bạn do, it could put bạn in danger!”
She was worried about him. In true Marinette fashion, she was worried for others before her own safety. He smiled and nodded in understanding, then took her hand in both of his. He was filled with delight at her blush.
“Marinette, I have to tell bạn something.”
She stared up at him with wide blue eyes that sent his tim, trái tim racing.
“Y-yes Adrien?”
“Marinette...I tình yêu you.”
He heard thêm than saw her gasp, so intent was he on her eyes. He saw her smile a little, forced. Not her usual smile.
“You only tình yêu me cause I’m Ladybug, right?”
He gaped at her.
“What? No! Not at all! I mean, I do tình yêu that side of you. But, Marinette, I’ve been in tình yêu with bạn for a long time!”
She blushed, her eyes growing wide again.
“Y-you do?”
“Yes! How could I NOT tình yêu you? You’re amazing, talented, and bạn always care for others above yourself. While bạn might be thêm creative with the ideas as Ladybug, you’re so talented as Marinette too. bạn make people smile and you’re beautiful!”
She blushed and looked at him.
“I-I too, tình yêu Adrien, you.”
He smiled endearingly. She loved him back. He looked at her lips for the first time that day, realizing she had on some kind of lip gloss that made her lips almost irresistible. Probably dâu, dâu tây flavored. He looked back to her eyes to find her watching him.
“Marinette...may I Kiss you?”
She blushed to the roots of her hair.
“I’d like if bạn did.”
He smiled and gently leaned down to Kiss her lips. Raspberry, not strawberry. But all the better, because now he’d always remember the taste as her first Kiss with him. He pulled away slowly and then watched her try not to pout. He chuckled softly and then leaned in to Kiss her again. Before he pulled away the một giây time, her heard a scream and then Alya shouting.
“I KNEW IT!”
