My Wildest Dreams...|| A Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction|| Adrienette||

Chapter Five: A Dark Theater....

I have absolutely no interest in this movie really, but it's clear Marinette is. I try to play attention to the movie but the aching pain between my thighs get worse. I don't know how much longer I can just ignore it so I stand up, leaving the flowers on my chair to excuse myself.

Thankfully it entire bathroom is empty so I'm free to handle my business. Until I hear him snickering at my complete embarrassment. "Adrien Adrien Adrien. Didn't you know it's rude to leave a lady like that?" Plagg snarls. I roll my eyes and feed his slice of Camembert cheese, he flies somewhere out of the bathroom. 

I unbutton my pants to reach down into my boxers, doing this in a movie theater bathroom was not my ideal first date idea but here I am masturbating in a stall. I try to make this as quick as possible so I can get back to Marinette and finish the movie. I hate this, thinking about the lewd things I am to make myself ejaculate swiftly. 

A few minutes pass with nothing, is it because I'm trying too hard? Thinking about doing it isn't making me do it, so I relax myself. Starting to actually enjoy my movements and how they felt. Eventually, I finish, I clean myself up and go to the snack stand so I have an excuse for being gone for awhile. I pick up some of Marinette's favorite sweets with her favorite flavor slurpee before making my way back to the dark theater room, when I get in there I see Marinette look at me then smile. Her smile is so bright I can see it from the back of the theater in the dark, what a beauty. "Sorry, the line was really long but I come baring gifts." I whisper. I hope this is enough, maybe I should have gotten more. I should have gotten more. She just softly giggles to make sure she doesn't disturb anyone with it. "You didn't have to Adrien, this is all too much." I shrug, not really knowing what to do or say. She leans over and kisses my cheek before opening a small box of chocolate and offering me some, if I didn't take any she would give me some anyways so I take a few from the box. 

The movie finally ends, it wasn't so bad after all but I would prefer something different. We walk out of the theater to the pouring rain, I don't know how neither of us noticed it but I put the flowers over Marinette's head in attempt to keep her dry. She runs out from my attempt of shelter and dances in the rain. Her hair fell from her neat bun into a wet beach wave mop, if I haven't fallen for her before I certainly have now. Marinette's dress spreading out as she twirled around and skipped around in the puddles and falling water droplets. "Come on! Dance with me Agreste!" she shouts over all the noise. She runs up to me soaking wet with a smile I've never seen before, Marinette pulls me closer to her. We dance.

I put a hand on her waist while she puts a hand on my shoulder, I take her free hand and we skip and swirl all the way down the street. I can't help but laugh with Marinette, this has to be one of the best dates I've ever been on. I've probably never laughed so much and so right other than right now with the only person I want to spend this time with. I can't imagine doing this with anyone else other than the midnight blue haired beauty with the light freckles, bright smile, soaked sundress spinning around in the wind, and her big bluebell eyes full of joy. 

I hadn't realized that there were paparazzi taking photos of us until I look over my shoulder. I instantly stop laughing and singer with Marinette and shield her from her press and picture takers, I grab her hand and start running toward her parents bakery. 

"I'm sorry! I didn't know they would show up to take pictures like that!" I shout. Marinette just give a sweet smile and shrugs. We turn a corner into an alley way, the photographers go straight pass us. 

The alley is tight, we're chest to chest and our heavy breathing doesn't make things any better. I look down into Marinette's eyes then to her lips and repeat the cycle, she does the same to me. We inch closer and closer to each other, "They're gone." she whispers. We look to the street before walking into the dark bakery. 

The smell of today's rush hour lingers in the air, the smell of bread baking and dough rising fills me nostrils with delight. I instantly want to start drooling, the idea of croissants float around through my empty head and immediately becomes all I can think about until Marinette's voice breaks me away from my near daydream. "We should probably change out of these wet clothes before we get sick. Wouldn't want Mr. Perfect getting sick, now would we?" she flicks my nose and I return with a blank face. I wouldn't be surprised if I have a question mark above my head because that's what it feel like right now. "Doesn't that make you Mrs. Perfect?" I didn't realize I said that aloud until Marinette's red blush spreads from her cheeks to her entire body, I have the same reaction because I can feel my whole body go hot. 

"W-we should go upstairs and change like you said." I manage to get out. She turns and I follow her up the dark stairwell in silence with an awkward claustrophobic air filling the space only to make it almost hard to breath. 

I enter her room, nothing I haven't seen before but it still amazes me at yet how messy and clean it is. Marinette instantly sits on her chaise to remove her blister full heels from her painful shoes, I can't look away. Doesn't that hurt? "Doesn't that hurt? Why do you wear shoes that hurt you?" she looks up at me and tilts her head to the side. Almost like it was a stupid question to ask, or was it? 

"Because you're worth it." she giggles. Again. If I haven't fallen for her already I certainly just did. Marinette attempts to stand but I quickly sit her back down, I can clearly see the pain and hurt in her eyes and how she's almost on the verge of tears. "I'm not worth this much pain." I hear a giggle from the girl in front of me. This feels like the Cinderella moment where the prince puts on the glass slipper, she sits before me on her chaise and I kneel before her taking off her shoe. I can't imagine a better moment than right now, actually I can think of a few lewd situations that get my mind running and my heart racing. 

She stands anyways. Marinette walks to her wardrobe and pulls two articles of clothing, I assume they are for her but when she hands me one my eyes widen. A onesie. 

"I made these. I know how much you love Ladybug and I was going to give you this after graduation at our 'End of the Year Sleepover' but I guess you can have it early." I stare in amazement. I examine the clothing, it's bigger than my true size which I assume was on purpose since she doesn't know my actual clothing size. I can feel the smile on my face grow, this isn't just a half thought out gift because I like Ladybug. This is a gift that Marinette truly thought about and put so much work into it. She knows father doesn't let me wear such things and I've never had one, so the thought of my first onesie being hand made by Marinette makes it all the better. She really thinks about these things.

I thank her with a tight hug, she returns the gesture. I don't want to waste anymore time than I already have. Marinette can tell from the expression that I wore that I'm more anxious than normal and points to her bathroom with a grin. I rush in and change as quickly as possible.

When I walk out I see Marinette in a Chat Noir onesie struggling to zip her zipper so like the sneaky cat I am, I silently walk up behind her to gently zip up her zipper that her small arms couldn't reach. Marinette slowly turns around chuckles in embarrassment that she didn't hear me enter the room, I apologize for scaring her and not giving her a warning. I realize our height difference, I've grown and hadn't realized it until Marinette's now standing right in front of my without shoes. "You're very short." she slaps my chest and turns with a pout. 

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Marinette runs her fingers though my messy mane with her heart beat to my left ear. I'm so relaxed I hear everything, the rain pouring outside, the cars driving by causing puddles to splash, the audio of the ad commercial I was in awhile ago popping up on Marinette's laptop, her singing softly singing along to the music of the commercial, and her heart beat most of all. I'd usually have a headache but I can never be more relaxed in this moment. I've somehow convinced Marinette that I am asleep on her chest, I feel her attempt to get up from our comfortable cuddle position but I pull her back into our embrace. Marinette snickers to herself but it worked after all, she didn't try to escape me anymore.

When the video ends Marinette suddenly stops playing with my hair, I open my eyes and prop myself up on my side supporting myself with my elbow. "Why'd you stop?" she has this look on her face that I can't describe, did I do something wrong? "You were purring...like a cat!" she whispers excitedly. I come to the realization that I had  been purring like a cat, I've only did it once before with Ladybug whenever she got really close but it wasn't really embarrassing since I could blame it on my Miraculous. There is no excuse, I purred. In front of Marinette!