Miraculous Short Stories

Her Assistant

Adrien handed his boss her morning expresso as she begrudgingly left her bedroom.

"What would I do with out you?" She asked before taking a sip. It was hard to believe that Adrien Agreste volunteered to be her assistant.

It was supposed to be a temporary but no one knew her schedule or could keep up better then him. He started her mornings off with Espressos. He became such an important asset that she gave him a key to her apartment.

Adrien wanted to finally confess why he volunteered but Luka Couffaine, the famous guitarist dressed in nothing but boxers exited Marinette's bedroom and head to the kitchen. He opened a container of orange juice and chugged it straight from the carton.

"Morning, Beautiful." He said looking at Marinette who was slipping on her red heels using Adrien as a balancer.

"Morning." Marinette smiled. Herself confidence was at an all time high as she got to discover all of Luka's tattoos and piercings.

Adrien knew that they probably did something but his mind refused to admit it. "You have a consult at 9 with Bob Roth and XY, at 11 both you and I have an interview with Nadia. I made a reservation a Le George at 1, from 2 to 12 is the charity event. I think it would be best for you to arrive at 4. I have a photoshoot at 3 so I'll arrive later."

Marinette sighed at Adrien's list. She hoped Hawkmoth would akumatize someone so she could avoid her busy schedule. "Thanks, for starting my day off with the Roths."

"Bob Roth, although his methods are questionable he is valuable."

"I can deal with XY just fine its Bob Roth that gives me the creeps." She shuttered at idea of spending time with a guy that assumed he could have do anything he wanted.

Luka interjected. "You want me to go with? I can be quite intimidating."

"I don't think I want you to fight my battles. Since you lost last night's." She teased talking a sip of her delicious espresso.

"My opponent cheated."

"You have no proof."

Adrien quickly grabbed her a jacket before Luka and his boss got down to the details. He paired her red heels with her red trench coat. This coat was a personal favorite of his. It made her look like the up incoming threat she was. Red was definitely her color. He knew she liked pink and white but red alerted everyone to her unstoppable presence.

Marinette blew a kiss to Luka as Adrien rushed her out of the apartment. "You jealous?" Marinette teased as they headed to the elevators.

His face began to pinken. He hoped that Marinette didn't notice but she could tell if two black satins were dyed in different batches. "Me? Jealous?"

"I thought you were a fan of his?"

"OH... I thought you meant- nevermind."

"Nervous about the something?" She asked as he rubbed the back of his neck. A tic that he always had but Marinette had picked up on. "Is it the elevator?" She knew he was claustrophobic and feared a myriad of things. One of them was being stuck in a elevator. These fears of small spaces were unintentally caused by her.

Ladybug had locked Adrien in a sarcophagus, buried him alive, locked him in a custodial closet, one time in a locker, another time in a horse trailer dressing room. These were the things she did to Adrien skipping pass the things she did to him as ChatNoir. No wonder he had trauma. Marinette had saved him from a few panic attacks and she was so careful and gentle quite different from Ladybug who treated ChatNoir like a dog's chewtoy.

"Yah."

"You poor thing, how do you even get up to the penthouse? Maybe it's best if I meet you in the lobby. I don't want you to suffer everyday because of me."