Miraculous Ladybug One-shots: (Adrien/Chat Noir x Reader)

For Real-(AdrienxReader)

A/n: Okay, you all are seriously awesome. I'm almost getting 1k a day... Yasssss we're at 9k! Thanks guys! Sorry for the delay, so here's a long(er) chapter! Enjoy!
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Your POV
You hurried down the street to the main Paris auditorium, trying to walk as fast as you could in your heels. You had been invited to a day of Paris Fashion Week; (PFW), by Adrien, who was a friend of yours. You didn't talk much with him, so you were surprised when he handed you a crisp, golden envelope during class. You had hurried home that day to change into something cute, which after an hour was a short but fluffy d/c dress with a lace top, and a cute pair of matching s/c heels. You had also let your hair down, which was uncommon for you. And of course, you grabbed your trusty camera, which you never went anywhere without.
The auditorium was packed, and you thought you'd never get a seat in the bustling crowd of people. When someone showed you to your seat though, you were surprised to see that your seat was in the front row, not far away from the judges. You sat down quietly, and set your camera in your lap, looking around the auditorium.
It was beautiful; a high ceiling with tons of marble, and of course a lit-up runway in the middle surrounded with chairs. It even had three levels!
Suddenly, the lights went dark, and everyone hurried to be seated. You clapped along with everyone else as someone came out to give an opening speech.
Adrien's POV
I wiped my sweaty hands on my crisp outfit, not worried if someone yelled at me. Backstage, models and designers were running around doing last-minute touches before the show began. I heard the announcer start her speech, and I knew it was almost time.
I was one of the youngest models here, but I had as much experience as everyone else.
I decided to take a peek, and look for y/n. I moved quickly to the side of the runway, casually and carefully lifting the curtain.
"There she is", I breathed. She looked beautiful. Y/n had on the cutest d/c dress, short but very attractive, and I'd never seen her hair down until today.
I felt more sweat run down my face, but I kept watching her. She looked so excited, and her camera was ready in hand.
Don't screw this up, you told yourself. You have to impress her.
Your POV
You clapped as the speech ended, and the runway lit up and everyone cheered.
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"This is amazing", you whispered. One after another, stunning models made their way down the runway, sporting beautiful outfits that brought out their own beauty. As the line of models ended, you turned expectantly to the opening in the runway.
A small figure stepped out, and began coming down the runway like everyone else, a new group of models at his heels. It was Adrien.
You clapped loudly with the audience, and grinned wide and giggled at his pure concentration. You lifted your camera and took some pictures, taking in the moment.
Adrien got to center stage, turned, and started making his way back.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on you, and he gave you a wink.
Your heart sky-rocketed. You grabbed your dress in a fist, and felt your face go red, so you looked down.
By the time you looked back up, Adrien was gone and the show was over.
Adrien's POV
I was so scared as I began walking down that runway. If I messed up, I'd be certainly laughed at, and I can't do that in front of y/n.
As I walked down the runway, I tried to keep my cool even with y/n's eyes on me. And only on me. She was smiling and taking pictures, and I couldn't help but blush a little. She looked adorable. As I made my way back, I decided (with all my courage), to give her a sign.
I winked.
She immeadiately looked away, and I knew she was blushing too.
Thank goodness that I was almost off the runway, because my face was even redder than hers by the time I was gone.
As I got backstage, I got applause and pats on the back, along with some "good jobs". I wasn't paying attention though, because I couldn't stop thinking about y/n.
I packed up my things as quickly as I could, and hurried to the after party.
I have to find her.
I have to find y/n and tell her how I feel.
Your POV
The after-party was amazing. It was held in another room of the auditorium, which wasn't as large but certainly as amazing. It was very colorful with tons of statues and many mature decoration pieces fit for PFW, along with some color-coordinated balloons. You decided to stay off in one corner with a glass of the sparkling water they served, not really wanting to get noticed.
"Hey, y/n", said someone behind you.
The voice made you jump, and you quickly turned around. Adrien stood before you, smirking.
"Did you enjoy the show?", he asked. You nodded, fiddling with your hands, looking down. He laughed.
"Well, I'm glad you could come. It was great to see you here", he said. You nodded again, and looked up at him. He stared into your eyes, and began to blush rapidly. He shielded his face.
"I-I'm sorry.... It's just that...", he stuttered. He looked back at you. "You look beautiful. Adorable. Everything."
You snapped your head up, blushing even harder now.
"T-t-thank you. And thank y-you for letting me come", you responded.
"Adrien", commanded a sharp voice from behind you. You slowly turned around to see Adrien's father standing before you. Adrien moved forward to stand next to you, and you could tell that he was tense.
"Adrien. You have a photoshoot in a couple hours, so we need to leave promptly. Also, many guests and important people have been waiting to talk to you about your show. Why are you talking with this plain...?", he said gesturing to you.
Adrien growled. "She's a friend, father. And I'm currently talking to y/n, so please don't bother us", he said.
Adrien's dad raised an eyebrow. "Adrien. Enough with the peasant girl. You have things to do-", he explained.
Adrien wrapped one of his arms around you, bringing you in close to him. "Father, I'm not leaving her." You could sense he was nervous, but you felt so safe in his arms, you silently snuggled closer into his chest, and you felt his heart leap.
Adrien's father sighed. "Well, if you think that, you best be going. We will talk later. Security!" Adrien groaned, and grabbed your hand.
"We have to go!", he yelled over the sound of the confused guests. Three security guards were running after you, and you took off with Adrien out the door and into the maze of the grand auditorium.
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You sighed when you came to a stop in an abandoned music room. You tried to catch your breath, and leaned on the grand piano. Adrien laughed through his panting.
"Well, hey, we outran them, huh?", he finally said. You laughed, fixing your dress. You smiled, and looked out the window.
Adrien's POV
This is it.
She looks so beautiful, I'm afraid I'm not going to have any words to say.
But I have to do it.
I have to tell her how I feel.
Your POV
You heard Adrien take in a big breath of air, and you turned to face him, still resting on the piano. He had a small blush forming on his cheeks, and his glimmering eyes gazed at you with longing and lust.
"Adrien? Is everything okay?", you asked worriedly. He stood up tall, and walked over to you silently. He stood in front of you, and ran a hand through his hair. You stared at him, not saying a word.
Suddenly, he moved forward and wrapped his arms around you, and you realized you fit perfectly into his body. He was just a bit taller than you, but you had no problem looking into his eyes. Your hands gripped his shirt at his shoulders.
"A-Adrien?", you stuttered. Adrien bit his lip, and silently moved in to your face.
You shut your eyes. You then felt a hand come up and caress your cheek.
"You look beautiful, y/n", Adrien whispered. Then his lips collided with yours. He leaned in almost forcefully into the kiss, and you couldn't help but lean back. It was a plain kiss, but full of passion and spirit. You ran your hands through his hair, and he slowly let your face go, not moving.
"Why?....Adrien", you asked calmly, staring into his eyes. ADRIEN AGRESTE JUST KISSED ME WHAT DO I DO THE WORLD IS ENDING. Adrien smirked, and backed you up to the piano. You were trapped.
"I want you", he whispered, stroking a h/c strand of your hair, then tucking it behind your ear.
"But you're famous; a model, and everything in between perfect and amazing. Why would someone-", you tried to say, flustered. Adrien cut you off with another kiss.
Adrien let go after a couple seconds, and your hands moved to his chest, and gripped his shirt in your fists.
"Because I don't care about all of that. We are equals. Never think anything else", he said softly into your ear. You shuddered.
"If anything, you're the special one", he whispered, smirking teasingly. He again moved in close to you, but went for your neck.
Adrien began to plant small, quick but soft kisses along your exposed collarbone. You gripped his shirt tighter, stifling a groan.
"A-Adrien", you said quietly. He continued.
"You're beautiful". Kiss. "You're adorable". Kiss. "You're talented". Kiss. "You're amazing". Kiss. "... And you're mine". Kiss. Then there was a pause.
"I want to kiss you for real".
You blinked in surprise, and Adrien moved away to look at you. He smiled.
"You are the most beautiful and amazing woman I've ever met", he said.
You knew your face was bright red.
"I, um... I just.. Well...", you stuttered. Adrien laughed.
"Princess, will you be with me?", he asked, placing his forehead on yours.
Just say yes.
You smiled. "Oh Adrien...", you giggled. "Yes".
Adrien pulled away again, grinning and blushing. "Good, because I need someone around me at all times to keep me away from my dad. And plus, I've got tons of photoshoots that I'd love for my Princess to come see", he said, moving closer to you, pressing himself against you.
You smiled, bringing your hands up to touch his face. "Of course".
Adrien smiled, still keeping his firmly wrapped arms around you. He leaned into you once more.
"Hey, Princess?", he whispered. You stared into his eyes.
"Hmm?", you hummed, running your hands through his golden hair and leaving them there. Adrien stood inches from your face, your bodies still intwined. You grinned at the fact that one of the most famous boys in Paris was now your boyfriend.
Adrien smirked. "Close your eyes", he muttered into your ear. You closed them, and felt him push you into the piano again. His arms tightened, and his chest rested on yours. You couldn't help but relax, stroking his hair between your fingers. I just realized....I've never been happier until now.
Then Adrien kissed you for real.