Miraculous: One Shots

Nathalie's blood test

It was a beautiful spring day, the trees were bright green just like the grass, the healthy blue ocean was as blue as a sapphire and all the flowers were waking up to enjoy the feeling of the good sun the shined over them.

The naked, married couple were peacefully sleeping, facing each other, until Gabriel woke up and he stared at Nathalie, who was half awake. He caressed her cheek bone with his thumb and he leaned forwards, giving his lover their usual morning kiss, which was always full of love, before laying a soft kiss, directly on top of each of her nipples, "hmmm!", was the only sound she let out and her hubby found it cute and sexy. 

The designer then turned his wifey around, so she was now laying down on her back and he propped her feet on his shoulders, nuzzling his face into her already wet entrance that had his name on it, "owww! Gabriel stop!", the dark-haired woman yelled, wincing in pain, "are you ok, honey?", her husband questioned, concern eminent in his voice.

"No, my back hurts and I still want a few more minutes of sleep, babe!", she replied, taking her feet off his shoulders and getting comfy in a lying down position. The blonde man quickly went into the bathroom and returned back with a bottle of oil in his hands, "let me just massage your back, while you try to sleep, darling! And I promise it'll do you the world of good!", he lamented and his wifey rolled onto her left side, allowing her hubby to tend to her hurting back. 

Gabriel applied the oil all over her back, before using his hands to massage the skin, using his thumbs to add the necessary amount of pressure needed and his significant other was already fast asleep to her husbands touch. A little bit of oil trickled down her back and went onto her buttocks, so he wiped it off with a tissue, causing her to laugh in her sleep and it made him laugh as well.

Once he had finished with the massage, he looked at Nathalie, who was now wide awake in bed, "feeling better, honey?", Gabriel questioned sympathetically and she nodded a yes in response, "well, fancy having a bath with your sexy lover then!", he wiggled his eyebrows seductively, "no thank you, I don't feel like it! Could you please just let me be on my own for a while, it's nothing personal, it's just a girls thing!", the dark-haired woman pleaded and her amazing husband in the world respected her space, "ok, but feel free to join me in the bath whenever you feel ready!", her hubby layed a delicate kiss on her cheek, "oh and don't forget, you've got a blood test this afternoon!", he reminded her, before disappearing into the bathroom to take a bath.

While her lover was taking a bath, Nathalie started hyperventilating and shaking from the mere thought of having a needle jabbed into her skin. She quickly chucked one of her night gowns on and ran out of their shared bedroom to find a hiding spot, because if her husband can't find her then he'll have to cancel the appointment, which would work in her favour. 

She tried to find a good hiding place, somewhere were she was certain that he wouldn't look for her and then an idea popped into her head, Gabriel would never think twice of her hiding in their son's bedroom, so that's where she headed.

When she entered Adrien's room, she told him not to tell his dad where she was hiding an in exchange she would give pizza, so he quickly agreed to this idea and did what his mother told him to do, without asking any questions about why she's hiding from her hot, attractive husband, whom she can never fall asleep without him at her side.

Nathalie hid in her son's bathtub, drawing the curtains for the bath and sitting down inside, hoping that her lover doesn't find her and cancels the appointment. 

When Gabriel came out of the bathroom, he was a bit upset that his sweetheart didn't join him, but he knew that she just wanted a bit of space or so he thought, until he looked at the empty bed where his lover once was. The designer started panicking and freaking out, quickly grabbing his phone from his bedside table, but every time he phoned her, it just went straight to voice mail.