And here we are fellow readers, we have come to an end of @obdobuk‘s guest post. It has been a pleasure to have you as a guest, and I am grateful for this fic that you have written solely for my blog. I really enjoyed it and I am glad you had fun writing this just as much as we enjoyed reading!
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“Oh my God! Alice! Guess who just walked in!” Alice looked at her girlfriend, Sarah, jumping up and down on the spot.
“And Chat Noir! And they’re arm in arm!”
“YES! I SHIP THEM SO HARD!” Alice reached out and put her hands on Sarah’s face.
“Babe, we’ve been over this. You can’t ship real people. It’s weird”.
At that point the crowd parted and DJ Bubbler walked past with Lady Wifi. Ladybug and Chat Noir followed them and they were indeed holding each other. Chat’s arm was around Ladybug’s neck while hers was around his waist. They were royalty inside the club.
“They are squad goals though” Alice said.
Adrien and Marinette grinned at each other, listening to the exchange as they passed. Ever since they had openly flaunted their relationship, they had been dealing with a lot of this. First from Nino and Alya. Then from her parents.
The second time they woke up together was nothing like the first time. There was no awkwardness or nervousness. There was just soft kisses and the desire to go back to sleep. But they couldn’t. Marinette had gotten out of bed and opened his door to leave. Still half asleep from the best night’s rest she’d had in weeks, Marinette had completely forgotten that there were two other people living in the house.
When she opened Adrien’s bedroom door, she was looking right at her two best friends as they left Nino’s room, preparing to leave for their classes. The three of them just stared at each other. No words were spoken for the longest time until Alya broke the silence.
“What are you wearing under that shirt that isn’t yours?” Alya’s voice was deceptively calm given the maniacal look in her eyes.
While this wasn’t exactly how Marinette wanted to tell her friends, after last night she was too relaxed to care much.
“What I am, or am not wearing, under this shirt is of no concern of anyone’s”, she said.
“Anyone except me”, Adrien added as he appeared at her side, bare-chested and dishevelled. Part of Marinette wanted to kill him, another part wanted to kiss him. Instead she just stood there as he draped an arm around her and kiss the top of her head. “You guys going to class?” Alya had been rendered speechless ever since Adrien had appeared so Marinette looked to Nino.
“Yeah man, we both got a couple classes today, then we’ll head home. Movie tonight?”
“Sounds good man”. Marinette watched Nino lead his girlfriend away as Adrien closed his bedroom door.
“That could have gone worse”. He commented as he went back and laid on his bed. Marinette couldn’t help but follow him. She tried to lay at his side but Adrien firmly pulled her atop him; Mari didn’t complain. She sank into his body as his arms came up around her.
“Yes but that doesn’t mean it went great” Mari countered.
“I disagree. They know we’re together, Alya didn’t get a word out, and Nino took her away before she could scream. I call that a victory for us”. Marinette giggled at his words.
“So we are together then?” Marinette was expecting a simple ‘yes’ but she forgot that she had released his inner Chat Noir.
Adrien rolled them both over, trapping her beneath him. A position she did not mind at all, especially when he grinned as he was doing.
“Well the last I remember, some masked woman forced her way into my room and said I should get a girlfriend”. Marinette tried not to laugh.
“She did? Well that’s just rude”.
“Yeah but I think she may have had a point. Do you think I should ask her out?” Mari nodded. Adrien then vanished from above her before reappearing, his weight now almost fully pressing her into the bed. She bit her lip to stop from groaning. Adrien rested something over her eyes and moved back.
“Ladybug. I hoped I’d see you again”. This time Marinette couldn’t stop herself. She burst out giggling and then laughed even harder at the look on his face. “Could you stop laughing maybe so I could ask you something?” Mari tried, she really did, but she was so happy and the situation was so absurd that she just couldn’t.
Adrien sighed and straddled her body before tickling her. Mari shrieked and laughed hysterically as Adrien’s fingers roamed up and down her body. She squirmed and rolled and tried to get away but couldn’t.
“Can I ask my question now?” She barely heard him over her own laughter but screamed anyway.
“YES!!” His fingers stopped and once she got her breath back, Marinette hit him in the stomach and Adrien apologised by kissing her neck over and over again until she was happy.
“Now back to my question. Will you, Ladybug, be my girlfriend?”
Marinette pretended to think about it before smiling and saying “No”. The look of confusion on Adrien’s face was enough to melt her heart. “You see Adrien, as nice as you are, I have this cat you see. He’s a bit weird. Kind of a stray. But he’s all mine”. The confusion may have melted her heart, but the relief on his face as she spoke made her want to kiss him. Oh Adrien, you’re still not used to being anyone’s first choice. “So you’ll have to find another girl. I hear Marinette likes you though. Maybe ask her”.
“Good advice. Which one is Marinette again?”
“The one without the mask”. Adrien took the mask away and smiled down at her. Mari smiled back and waited.
“Do I have to ask again?”
“You’re so demanding! The both of you!” Mari snorted but still she waited. Adrien smirked and kissed her neck again. Softly. Slowly. Making sure to linger in all the right spots. “Marinette” he whispered, punctuating each word with a kiss. “Will. You. Be. My. Girlfriend?”
By the last kiss, Marinette’s eyes were almost rolling back. His lips were addictive and the fact that he was still on top of her definitely didn’t help her concentration. But she managed.
“Since you asked so nicely” Mari whispered, “I’m going to ignore the fact you asked another girl before me”. This time it was Adrien who burst out laughing. The kind of laugh that made his entire body shake.
“Yes, you can be my boyfriend”.
It was an hour before either of them actually got out of bed. Despite their newfound relationship, both of them did have a lot of work that needed to be done. And they agreed that it wouldn’t get done if they worked together. Which was how Marinette ended up spending several very productive hours catching up on her work. The skirts fell into place as if they had always been there and her papers practically wrote themselves. It felt good to be back to her real self.
When her work was done, Mari ended up phoning her parents. It had been too long since she had called.
“Bonjour mama! How are you? And papa?” Marinette didn’t think there was anything different about her voice but her mother disagreed.
“Bonjour Mari. Why are you sounding so happy?”
“I don’t sound happy. This is just me”.
“Mari you sound very happy. The last few times we’ve heard your voice it has been quiet and sad. Now it’s full of joy”.
“Mama I don’t thin-”.
“Don’t argue with your mother cherie. Just tell me”. Marinette rolled her eyes but couldn’t fight the smile.
“Well…me and Adrien were talk-”.
“I knew it. Tom!” Her mother called out, “Mari and Adrien are dating!”
“It’s about time” her father responded, his voice quiet in the background. “Ask her what took them so long”.
“Your father is asking what took you guys so long?”
Marinette stared at her phone, incredulous at how this was playing out.
“You know, most parents would be worried when their daughter dates the guy she lives with”. Mari stated, still confused as how she should feel.
“I saw the way he looks at you Mari. That boy would never hurt you”. She rubbed the healing bite on her neck and decided not to say what she was thinking.
“Yes mama, we’re dating and it’s going well”.
“I’m glad. I knew it was a good idea to put that mistletoe there”.
Once again, Mari was incredulous. But given how it turned out, she figured she had no right to be upset. They talked for several more minutes before the shop became busier and her mother had to go. She hung up and sat on her bed, wondering what to do when her phone chimed.
You finish your work? It was Adrien.
Me too 🙂 MechaStrike?
Mari didn’t bother replying as she was already on her way.
They spent an enjoyable few hours playing various games and not once did Adrien win. But Mari enjoyed consoling him and Adrien enjoyed being consoled so everyone was happy. They didn’t realise how much time had passed until there was a knock on his door. Both of them automatically glanced at the balcony before cracking up.
“Come in” Adrien called out between laughs.
“Are you sure?” Alya’s voice replied. “Everyone decent in there?”
“Alya, open the door” Mari said. The door slowly swung open to reveal Alya and Nino standing, almost awkwardly at the doorway.
“Are you guys waiting for an invitation?” Adrien asked. He seemed genuinely confused by their behaviour.
“Well we didn’t want to interrupt you”, explained Nino. “Or bother you if you wanted to be alo-”.
“Get in here. I need the backup”.
“He’s not just saying that. He really does”, Mari added honestly. Alya and Nino didn’t hesitate to rush in and flank the couple on the sofa.
“Adrien you have to dodge those strikes man”, Nino advised. “You can’t take those hits”.
“So are you and Adrien together now?” Alya interviewed her friend from the other side.
“Alya we’re supposed to be helping them play”.
“Mari doesn’t need any help to win. And this is more interesting”. Marinette rolled her eyes but knew that her best friend wouldn’t stop until she got an answer.
“Yes Adrien and I are together now” Mari confirmed.
“Not much of a choice given that Adrien is Chat Noir”.
“Wait what?!?” Alya and Nino both turned to look at Adrien in shock.
“Surprise” Adrien deadpanned as he took another loss. The music from the game was the only sound in the room as everyone stared at Adrien who grinned back.
“So…Marinette liked Adrien and Chat Noir. And Adrien liked Mari and Chat liked Ladybug. But because Chat is Adrien, that means Adrien liked Mari and Ladybug”. Alya sat there slowly teasing it out.
“Correct” Adrien was still smiling, amused by Nino’s reaction; he hadn’t spoken a word since he found out.
“So what? Was my girl not good enough for you that you had to find some random chick to grind on?” Alya’s outrage made Mari laugh.
“Alya it’s ok. I was making the same choice and I turned out to be that random chick. So it’s all good”.
“Plus” Adrien added, “She enjoyed the grinding”. Marinette blushed but still grinned back at her boyfriend. At that point Nino came back to reality.
“I can’t believe you never told me”. Everyone laughed as Adrien apologised to his best friend, but Nino was not one to hold a grudge.
And from then on it was official. Adrien and Marinette were together. That isn’t to say they spent all their time together. Marinette still hung out with Alya. Adrien still relaxed with Nino. They enjoyed their time together and they enjoyed their time apart. But it was not uncommon to walk into the lounge and find them kissing. Or to come across them lying together, wrapped up in each other. Nino preferred to leave them alone if he saw them where Alya chose to interrupt. Neither Adrien nor Marinette minded. Whenever they wanted to be alone together they would simply use the balcony.
All in all, Marinette was happy.
Adrien was making her happy. The times when they were just hanging out or playing games were wonderful. But if she had to pick the best moment, it would be the music room. They had gone in there on a whim and Adrien had sat at his piano idly fingering the keys. Marinette watched him dance his fingers across the piano before blurting out, “Play for me”.
Adrien looked up in surprise but smiled. “What would you like to hear?”
“No. I mean…do you remember how you played when Nino and I walked in on you?” Adrien nodded, his smile growing wider. “I mean that. That’s how I want you to play for me”; he understood what she meant.
Marinette watched as Adrien studied the instrument before him. “It’s hard, you know?” he began almost absentmindedly. “I’ve only ever played like that for myself. It was something I kept secret”.
“You don’t have to play for me. It’s not important”. Marinette wanted to hear him play but definitely didn’t want to overstep any boundaries.
“No it’s fine. I want to play like that for you”. Marinette once again watched him watch the piano. Eventually he reached out and began to play.
It was soft and slow at first. Gentle. It made her feel relaxed, but that was partly from the music and partly from knowing her boyfriend was playing this for her. So this is why women like musicians. Adrien closed his eyes and his fingers moved faster. Skimming across the ivory keys, teasing a tune from the chords. Slowly it began to take shape. There was a moment when the notes came together and became a melody and Marinette experienced it. The song changed, it grew deeper and more emotional. Pulling every emotion she had out of her chest. It got faster still.
This was what Marinette had wanted. Adrien was playing with reckless abandon as sweat beaded on his forehead. His fingers had stopped caressing the keys and were now punishing them; striking them hard and demanding his due. Marinette moved away from the wall, into the middle of the room and began to move.
Marinette didn’t think or plan it. She simply let the rhythm, Adrien’s rhythm, sweep her away. As long as he played, Mari danced. She felt free. Similar to, but unlike, how she felt when dancing in clubs and contests. This was something special. This was something just between them.
The melody changed, rising and falling over and over again, before becoming slower and more relaxed. It lost its intensity and Marinette knew Adrien was coming back from wherever he had gone to play. She turned to face the piano and found she was being watched by a pair of beautiful green eyes. Adrien was smiling and Marinette realised that this may be the first time anyone has ever danced to his music. So she smiled back just as the final note died.
“That was beautiful” Adrien commented.
“I thought that was my line”.
“No. You’re dancing was better than my playing”.
“Agree to disagree”, Marinette countered before sitting beside him. “Thank you. That was perfect”. She leaned over and kissed him before resting her head on his shoulder. Adrien rested his head on hers. Neither of them spoke for a while.
Even as she walked into the club, surrounded by her friends, that memory still took her breath away.
Adrien couldn’t help but grin. All eyes were on them as they strolled through the crowd and he knew it was because of Marinette and himself. She was already a well known figure here and he had made his own name as a dancer. Now they were arm in arm. Not everyone shared Sarah’s enthusiasm but they agreed with her attitude. Most people were overjoyed to see them together.
Adrien followed the other three as they walked around and went backstage to where the DJs got ready. His eyes darted everywhere, taking in every detail for the first time.
“Had you told us who you were then you’d have been back here a long time ago”, Nino called back.
“Oh yeah. Look at all the glamour you’ve been missing” Alya drawled, pointing at two guys eating burgers in the corner.
“I always wondered where you guys went”, Adrien said. “I would try to get here early and catch you but it never worked”.
“Most of the time we come through the back entrance”, Mari explained. “But sometimes we like to make a bit of an entrance”. Adrien remembered the way people had stared and parted ways as they walked through the crowd.
“That’s what you call ‘a bit of an entrance’?” Ladybug’s grin coming from Marinette who was dressed as Ladybug was almost too much for him. Even after the many weeks it had been since he found out, Adrien still had trouble conflating the two. He hoped he never quite managed to get used to the fact.
Nino stepped up to a desk and started rifling through a box.
“I keep a lot of my music here since it’s my regular place” he explained. “Just makes it easier to come and go”. Adrien watched as he began choosing various flash drives and plugging them into his computer. “I started off using vinyls when I was a kid but they’re expensive and take up more space than a laptop and an MP3 deck. But you can’t beat the audio quality”.
Adrien was very much enjoying his first forray backstage. It didn’t matter that it wasn’t as nice as the main club; his eyes were on his friends. When it came to Marinette, his hands were as well. He was either wrapping an arm around her waist or stroking up and down her arm or threading her hair through his fingers. A second that was not spent in physical contact with his girlfriend was a second wasted. Thankfully, he thought as Marinette ran her hand down his back, she seemed to agree.
“What’s the hold up? You never take this long to put your set together”. Alya gently complained from where she was sitting on a closed box of cleaning supplies.
“I’ve never known that Chat Noir was my boy Adrien. I have to put something special together for these two. Did you see the way the crowd was eyeing them?” Despite going red, both took it in stride.
“What can we say?” Adrien said in a very Chat Noir manner. “They know what they like, and that’s us”.
Everyone laughed and eventually Nino had his music ready, so the other three headed towards the dancefloor. DJ Bubbler took his place as king of his domain and called out to the eager crowd.
“ARE YOU READY FOR THIS?!?” Everyone screamed as loud as they could. Adrien’s hand once again found Mari’s. “THIS IS A SPECIAL NIGHT PEOPLE!! MY BOY CHAT NOIR AND MY GIRL LADYBUG ARE DANCING TOGETHER… AND YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!”
Adrien could tell Marinette was blushing yet all he wanted to do was raise their joint hands into the air. But instead he turned and pulled Ladybug into a fierce kiss. The crowd went ballistic. Screaming and jumping and crying. Adrien wasn’t sure but he thought he could hear a voice, faint behind all the noise, “THAT’S MY OTP!!” But he was far more concerned with what he was doing.
There was a very big difference between how Ladybug kisses and how Marinette kisses, and Adrien planned to explore them both later. But Nino brought the music on and the entire club leapt into the air.
The rhythm was hypnotic and everyone was dancing as hard as they could. Ladybug and Chat moved together in the most uninhibited of ways. People around them watched in awe, jealous of the passion between the two. They swayed and rocked and bounced, perfectly in time with one another. After only a few minutes, Adrien was once again drunk on her. So he leaned down and told her so.
“You’re driving me insane My Lady”. She looked up at him and he recognised what he saw in her eyes.
“Do you think I feel any different?” Adrien felt her hands explore his body and shivered. He wanted her. Needed her. “Stop!” Chat hadn’t realised that he had bared his teeth and was about to dig his teeth into her. He came back to his senses to hear her say, “if you bite me again I won’t be able to control myself”. Once again he looked into Marinette’s eyes and found the truth of how she was feeling. She needed him as much as he needed her.
Adrien felt a swell of happiness. She needed him. That was more than enough for now.
There wasn’t going to be an exhibition tonight. No purposeful display of talent and skill. Tonight was about Adrien dancing with Marinette in front of everybody. Declaring that they were together and it was amazing. They danced for hours, neither of them feeling tired so long as they were together. The music changed, the beat changed and audience changed but they stayed together. The rhythm in their blood coursing through their bodies.
Adrien had never experienced anything like this. He had always been so reserved around anyone he knew, to be this free was intoxicating. Before he had hidden behind the mask and name of Chat Noir. But now the people who mattered knew exactly who he was. Marinette’s hands were running over his body while his own held Ladybug tight.
It was perfect.
They danced the night away. Hand in hand, heart to heart, Adrien and his girlfriend spent every second pressed up together. But before long the night was over and they were on their way home.
Adrenaline coursed through their bodies and Adrien pulled Marinette into his lap and she gladly stayed there until they reached his home. Adrien still had to sneak back in to make sure his father didn’t find out about his late nights, so while the other three walked through the front door, Adrien was hoping someone didn’t call the police as he scrambled over the wall.
He opened his balcony door to find Marinette had beaten him to his room. They had been spending most of their nights in his room as Mari had said she preferred his bed to her own. So long as they were together, Adrien couldn’t care less.
“That was so much fun”, Adrien gushed as he took off his mask. Marinette smiled and nodded.
“It really was. Knowing that my Chat is my Adrien makes it all so much better”. Adrien let the possession wash over him. Yes, he thought. I am hers.
Adrien pulled out his phone and tapped away for a few moments before a soft, slow melody filled the room. He watched as Marinette’s head swivelled, trying to find the speakers before giving up.
“One last dance, My Lady?” Adrien asked with a grin. She nodded and took the hand he offered, allowing him to pull her close.
Her arms automatically came up to wrap around his neck and Marinette rested her head on Adrien’s chest. In turn, Adrien gently placed his hands on her hips and pulled her closer until there was no distance between them.
They swayed in time to the music. It was a gentle piece, and it let them relax into one another. They moved together and nothing else was needed.
“I can hear your heart beating”, Mari whispered. “It’s nice”.
“I’m glad you enjoy it. I’m also a fan of my heart beating”. Adrien grinned as he could practically hear Marinette roll her eyes.
“You know what I meant”, she said and Adrien thought about it for a second.
He and Marinette had been spending most of their nights sleeping in the same bed. And while he laid there with her curled up against him, Adrien would often feel her heart beating. A relaxed and measured pulse that hypnotised him. Sometimes it would soothe him to sleep and other times he would listen to it for hours. Then there were the moments where the time between each beat would seem like an age. Each one was a terrible relief.
“Yeah”, he said finally. “I guess I do”.
They never stopped moving together. They danced without a care in the world.
“Remember when I first moved in here?” Mari asked. “You could barely say a word to me”.
“That was my charm. I was playing hard to get. Did you not realise?” Marinette snorted in laughter.
“You would run away!”
“Exactly. What’s harder to get than a moving target?” Adrien smiled down at Marinette as she grinned back up at him. “But after you saw me play the violin, you started running away from me”.
He watched as the colour crept up her cheeks, staining them red. But she didn’t turn away from him and Adrien loved the way she looked.
“I still remember that” Marinette whispered to him.”I remember the look on your face. It was…raw. Uncensored”.
“You make me sound X-rated”.
“I had never seen as much passion as I did just then”. Marinette’s gaze burned into his own. Adrien felt it on his soul. “Until I saw Chat Noir dance. That’s when I should have figured it out. How many people can there be that make me feel so…alive? Two I thought. But I should’ve known there was only you”.
Adrien was touched but he understood perfectly.
“I know what you mean. When I first saw Ladybug, I was…I don’t know how to explain it. I think it was because I was Chat Noir at the time. For the first time in, maybe ever, I was letting myself be free and I see someone who moves like I do. But not at all like I do”.
They kept watching each other, the words unspoken just as important as the ones they said.
“Let’s go to bed” Marinette said as the song ended.
“But I’m not tired”.
“I never said let’s go to sleep”. Realisation dawned a moment later but Marinette had already moved away. Adrien quickly caught up.
It was a random afternoon and they were all relaxing in the lounge. Every single one of them had far too much work that needed to be done and they were purposefully not doing any of it. Alya and Nino were leaning against each other and Adrien had laid his head on Mari’s lap where she was running her fingers through his hair.
“You know he’s not an actual cat right?” Alya pointed out from across the room. Marinette shrugged and just kept combing his hair.
“So long as she doesn’t have me neutered we’ll be fine” Adrien drawled lazily.
“That would be very much against her own interests” Alya quipped to everyone’s amusement.
“Any plans for the summer?” Nino asked. It was addressed to everyone so they all took turns.
“I’m just going to be spending time with my family”, Mari said. “Need to work on my portfolio as well”.
“I’ll probably be doing the same”. Alya added. “My sisters miss me pretty bad”.
“That sounds pretty fun. I’ll probably be interning at Gabriel for the summer” Adrien lamented. “My father wants me to go from model to CEO”.
“Wow man that’s pretty intense” Nino said.
“Agreed. I know you’re his son and all but surely there’ll be someone who can run the business better”. To anyone else, Alya’s words would have sounded insulting but everyone there knew her well enough to understand.
“I get you” Adrien said, nodding as he spoke. “I made that point. But father was insistent. He said that in the twenty years until he retires, he can train me to be a suitable heir”.
“Well that’s…nice”. Adrien grinned at Alya’s words.
“I’m actually looking forward to it. I didn’t like my years as a model so much but I really enjoyed working with the clothes. The designers would always get so passionate about them. So being trained to be the head of a fashion company would be pretty cool I think”.
“So long as you’re happy Adrien, that’s all that matters”. Marinette smiled down at Adrien who smiled back.
“OK. I’m glad you’re content with the future you envisage for yourself”, Nino said. “But I had something else in mind when I asked you all about your holiday plans”.
“Well that’s what you get for trying to lead us to a point instead of just spitting it out” Alya replied.
“It’s called conversational etiquette”. Alya rolled her eyes at her boyfriend while the other two laughed.
“Nino, what did you want to talk about?” Adrien asked, still chuckling.
“Well since none of us have any plans that can’t be changed around, I have a month’s worth of gigs lined up all around France and Germany. How do you guys feel about coming with me?”
“Are you asking us to be your groupies?” Alya asked with a mixture of amusement and disgust.
“No. I’m asking my friends to accompany me through two countries so that we can have an amazing holiday together”.
Everyone lapsed into silence as they thought about the proposal. Adrien needed no convincing and from the way Nino was grinning at him, Adrien’s excitement was clearly written on his face. They glanced at their respective girlfriends. Alya looked as eager as they did and all eyes turned to Marinette. She eyed each one of them in turn before smiling at Adrien. Even though they’d been living together for months, the idea of going on holiday with each other and also Nino and Alya for a month was too good to pass up.
“When do we leave?”
AUTHOR’S NOTE: “And so we come to a close. Thank you all very much for reading it all the way through. It means a lot. I really enjoyed writing this story and I feel like I learned a lot from it. I hope you liked it too. One last message of thanks to StarryCove for the breakdance AU. Adios!” -@obdobuk