Miraculous: One Shots

Christmas

It was a cold Christmas morning in Paris, the snow from last night, literally covered the streets like a thick, white blanket.

Sofia, Adrien and Marinette came running into the married couples room, jumping up and down on the fashion designers legs, while shouting, "MERRY CHRISTMAS!".

Once Gabriel had woken up, the teenage boy and his little sister continued to jump on his legs.

The bluenette girl turned her head, fixing her eyes on the dark-haired woman, who was still fast asleep.

"Adrien! Sofia! Stop screaming, your mum's still asleep and your going to wake her up!", Marinette said sternly, since she was the only who knew Nathalie's secret, and she would have to keep it a secret until this evening.

The sunshine boy and his sister stopped screaming, but it was too late, because their mum had already started opening her eyes.

Once Nathalie was fully awake, she turned over, facing her husband and they gave each other a hug, before whispering, "merry Christmas!", into the other person's ear.

"Well! Will leave you to it, while we go and cook breakfast!", the half Chinese girl gestured to the other two to follow her, giving the adults some space, and they were both thankful for her quick thinking.

Now that the adults were alone, they pressed their foreheads together, staring into each others eyes. Nathalie started to feel her stomach churn, she quickly got out of bed and ran into the bathroom.

Gabriel followed her, hoping that his wife would actually be feeling better on Christmas day.

He followed his wife into the bathroom, holding her hair back and rubbing circles on her back, while she vomited yesterday's dinner into the porcelain toilet bowl.

Once his wifey had finished vomiting, she rested her head on her hubby's chest, feeling totally drained and worn out.

After a while, Nathalie had regained most of her strength back and she said:

"Gabe! I'm feeling much better now! Could you do me a favour and find me something warm to wear, while I take a shower", she spoke, lifting her head off his chest and staring into his greyish blue eyes.

"OK! Hopefully the Christmas spirit will help with your illness!", Gabriel prayed, before searching through her wardrobe for something warm.

The dark-haired woman sat on the toilet, staring at the amount of vaginal discharge in her underwear, before wiping herself and taking all her clothes off. She then hopped into the warm shower, enjoying the pleasant water that rained all over her body.

Once the fashion designer had put together the most perfect winter outfit, he knocked on the bathroom door, seeing the door knob turn from the other side and Nathalie appeared, wearing a bathrobe and a towel covering her hair.

She took the clothes out of Gabriel's hand, thanking him, before locking the bathroom door.

The dark-haired woman took her bathrobe off, looking at her figure and by now three months baby belly in the mirror.

"Wow! My boobs have grown a lot since last week, and my figure has started to gain a bit of weight as well!", she said to herself, focusing on her image in the reflection.

Nathalie got dressed into black tights, blue denim jeans over her tights, a red long-sleeved top, and a red Christmas jumper over it, keeping her nice and warm.

Once she had finished getting ready, she came out of the bathroom, seeing her husband dressed as well.

The assistant walked up to her boss and he showed her the mistletoe in his hand.