It has a happy ending....right? {COMPLETED}

Chapter 4

As the clock rounded 4:00 pm, Marinette was waiting for Adrien to call her, telling her that he was here. She fed Plagg his last piece of cheese until she got home and waited with excitement. She just finished helping her parents to clean the bakery and she resorted to waiting in her old bedroom, the pictures of the model still hanging up. It was as if she had never left, everything was still in place. A sense of comfort came to her as she relaxed on her pink chaise, though the fabric did smell a small bit musty.

She couldn't wait to update him on her life so far. Aside from her life of crime, she led a pretty normal life, helping out at the bakery, sipping fancy tea at expensive shops and sitting in the park as she designed clothing based on different features of nature.

Marinette's phone buzzed around 4:10, the tile name 'Adrien' showing on the screen. "Hello?" She asked.

"Hey, I'm here," Adrien said cheerfully. He told himself that he wasn't going to worry about Ladynoire throughout this entire dinner 'date' with Marinette. Marinette quickly grabbed her side bag, containing her phone and wallet, and left her room to go down the stairs and just outside the bakery sat a silver car. The car was obviously more than what she could afford, well with money that she earned from her parents that is.

"Hey," she smiled as she stepped into the passenger seat and closed the door behind her. Adrien admired her outfit from head to toe.

A pair of knee-length; tight; medium wash jeans sat at her hips while a light pink button-down shirt; adorned with slightly darker pink spots was loosely tucked in, letting a small amount of fabric hang over the jeans. A collar accented her collarbone nicely while a matching jean jacket sat on her shoulders. She wore pink slip-on shoes to pull the look together.

"Wow, you look..." He paused, taking in her beauty only to catch himself staring at her. "Great," He settled for a word that a friend could use to describe another friend without coming off as creepy.

"Thanks," She smiled as he turned towards the steering wheel. As they passed by the occasional signs that sparked conversations, Marinette noticed the building she had destroyed a few days ago, still being rebuilt. Misterbug hadn't used his lucky charm that day so there was no fixing the damages anytime soon. She smirked, remembering the look on his face as he realized her plans.

"It's crazy what Ladynoire did to the city," Adrien noticed her staring out the window. The destruction she had caused got Misterbug in a lot of trouble with the police, even though he offered to help in any way.

"Uh, yeah, I'm sure Misterbug will get her soon," She quickly turned away from his gaze, not being able to hold back an eye-roll as the sentence left her mouth.

As they sat in the restaurant, Marinette looked over the menu before her eyes landed on a delicious-sounding dish. A bowl of seafood chowder sounded amazing to her, so she kept her order in the back of her mind as she chatted with Adrien.

"So, what did you end up doing after college?" Adrien asked. He recalled her worry about which college she would apply to.

"Well, I ended up applying to both colleges and both accepted me, so I decided on Paris College of Art," She recalled the stressful day in which she had to take a gamble with her future and pick a college. She hadn't known what either college would benefit her in the future, but she seemed to be happy with her past choice.

"Oh, that's great!" He smiled. The way his emerald eyes gleamed with interest when he listened to her talk made Marinette's heart flutter, a common attribute she felt in high school.

"What have you been up to?" Marinette asked. Before he could respond, the waitress seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"Can I take your order?" She asked, holding out a pen and notepad.

"I'll take the seafood chowder and a glass of water," Marinette gestured to Adrien, who had seemingly forgotten to look at the menu amidst their conversation. Adrien quickly skimmed the items, as to not bother the waitress any longer.

"I'll have the steak with a glass of water to please," He folded the menu together and handed it over to the waitress. As the waitress left, Adrien felt the pressure of Marinette's stare, which he didn't mind.

"So, back to what you were saying?" She asked. "What have you been up to?" Adrien struggled to think of a complete story like she did.

"Well, I pretty much went from college into my father's business and that's it," He shrugged, knowing that his life wasn't as exciting as hers, well his civilian life wasn't as exciting. They sat peacefully as they ate their food, commenting on the taste and Marinette's casual compliment on another lady's bag when she walked in.

The car ride home was mostly silent, filled with the sound of the late-night radio playing some trashy pop music and the sound of the car engine running. "You can drop me off at the bakery, I left some stuff there then I can walk home," She explained.

Adrien was hesitant to let her walk home alone, but she was a strong girl and could defend herself, and he suggested, "Ok, but maybe get a taxi home," Marinette nodded and watched as her old high school passed by.

As they arrived at Marinette's building, Adrien wanted more than just a meeting on the street and a small dinner. "Could we maybe do this again sometime, next week?" He asked sheepishly.

"Sure, I'll text you when I'm free next," She smiled, waving him goodbye and went into the bakery, where her parents had left the stairwell light on for her.

"Ugh, blue why did you stay out so long?" Plagg groaned as he watched Marinette sneak out the back door.