Marichat-Pregnant

A Father

Adrien's Point of View
I stared at her with an open mouth.
"What do you mean, 'a father'?"
"I mean just that. I'm p-pregnant with your c-child." She looked down. My mind was whirring. I was going to be a father. Marinette was pregnant because of me. I was still staring at her with an open mouth. "You have to leave now." She said, slightly pushing me. "Come on, you promised!" She said, pushing me harder.
"Y-You're pregnant!?!" Was all I could say.
"Yes, that's what I said, now leave!" She pushed me so hard I fell on the ground.
"I-I'm going to be a fa-father?!" I said, still processing.
"Yes, now go!" She shouted down at me.
"Give me a few minutes." I said, laying down.
I was going to be a father. Marinette was pregnant. I'm going to be a father. Marinettes pregnant. I'm going to be a father. Marinettes pregnant. Marinettes pregnant with my child.
My mind finally wrapped around the fact. I stood up.
"Now go!" Marinette said to me.
"Okay," I said, "but you're coming with me." I wrapped my arm around her waist and launched myself back to the airport and booked a flight while some people looked at me strangely.
"Please let me go." Marinette said, trying to pull herself out of my arm.
"No." I whispered in her ear. She froze.
I pulled her onto the airplane with her struggling all the way. Thank the world that she wasn't screaming. The only sounds that were coming out of her were grunts of effort. I got us two seats that were empty and next to each other. I only let her go once the plane was in the air.
"What in the world." She said, panting since she was out of breath from struggling to get out of my grasp.
"What was I supposed to do, let you sit on the roof forever?" I asked.
"I would've gotten down." She said, determined.
"How?"
"I have my ways."
We sat in silence for a few minutes. I was running through conversation starters I could use.
"So, apparently there is a new superhero in Paris." I said.
"What!" She said, immediately sitting up from her sitting position.
"She's supposedly a miraculous holder by the name of Esprit Fox."
"Really, are you sure that she's a good guy?"
"Why do you care so much? You ran AWAY from Paris."
"I still have my duties."
"What do you mean 'duties'."
"As a Parisian citizen."
"Oh."
Another few minutes of silence.
"When did you figure out that you were pregnant?" I asked.
"Jessica gave me a pregnancy test after I told her about you since she seemed trustworthy."
"When were you going to tell me?"
"To be honest, I wasn't. I ran to Italy to get away from my parents, but mostly, you. I wanted to get away from you so you'd never find out. I was embarrassed and ashamed."
"You should've told me immediately. I would've taken care of you and know that it wasn't your fault. But your parents and friends are worried about you."
"Oh no."
"What!"
"How am I going to tell Mom, and dad, and Alya!" She buried her face on her hands.
"Hey," I said, tilting her chin up so her eyes were focused on mine. "We'll tell them together." I said, then took my ring off. Before she could saw anything, I was surrounded by a bright green light and Chat Noir was no longer sitting there.
"Adrien!" Marinette said, her eyes wide and mouth open. Her cheeks were bright red. I smiled and pressed my lips on hers.

Marinettes Point of View
Chat Noir was Adrien.
Adrien was Chat Noir.
My crush was my partner in crime, who I had been rejecting for forever.
I WAS PREGNANT WITH ADRIENS BABY!
I couldn't believe it, and before I knew it, his lips were pressed up against mine.
If Ladybug knew who Chat Noir was, should Chat Noir know who Ladybug was? It made sense. After thinking about it for a moment, I decided that enough secrets have been spilled for now. That would stay a secret for a while.
He pulled away from me, and my face felt HOT. Adrien smirked, and pressed his back up against his seat, his hand gripping mine.
We stayed there for a good long while.
"Adrien?" He sat up and looked at me, a smile playing his lips.
"What are we?"
"I think the answers easy." He said, quickly kissing my cheek. "Will you be my girlfriend?"
My face got hot again. "Y-yes."
He brought the hand he was holding to his lips, and pressed his lips to my hand.
I thought of something and giggled.
"What?"
"I used to think that people got pregnant when they got married, but look at us."
"Would you like to get married?"
"What?"
"People don't know that you're pregnant, we could get married & have it not be weird."
I laughed again. "Ask me in a few years and I might say yes." It was so much easier to talk to him knowing that he was Chat Noir.
We rode the rest of the ride in silence.
When the plane landed, we called up a taxi and got in.
"So who do you want to tell first?" He asked me.
"What?"
"Your parents or Alya and Nino."
"Oh." I paused for a moment, thinking. "I think it would be easier to tell Alya and Nino first."
"So how do you want to play it. I think it'd be cool if you tell them your pregnant then I come up behind you and say, 'with my baby.' What do you think?"
I laughed, "Sure."
He wrapped his arm around me and gave me a squeeze.
"Can I sleep at your place for tonight?"
"Why?"
"So I don't have to deal with my parents tonight? My stuff is in my schoolbag that I'm carrying and my schoolwork is also in it because I was too lazy to unpack it."
He kissed my forehead. "Sure."

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