Princess Iris, the girl who had everything but then lost it, became an orphan after her parents and brother were slaughtered in front of her. She escaped her home in Egypt to Paris, France; Gabriel Agreste takes her into his home to protect her. Adr...
I take a deep breath," Iris, I love you. I didn't expect this to happen but it did. And, for that, I'm thankful." I embrace myself for rejection.
Her gentle voice cascades over the silence. "I love you too, Adrien." She kisses my lips passionately.
~time skip brought to you by cat puns~
Today is the day I tell Iris about Plagg and me being Chat Noir. I'm nervous; not only because I'm going to tell her the truth, but also, because my father is having her model with me from now on. I think he's taken a liking to Iris, which is strange to me but at least he likes her.
Iris and I are on our way to the park where the photo shoot is taking place. It's sunny, Iris puts on her sunglasses as I do, too. When we get there, there are two trailers for us to get ready in. Iris goes to one and I got to the other one. I get dressed in this:
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Why black? I'm going to be sweating badly in this. I chuckled as the hairstylist fixes my hair.
~Iris's POV~
I'm quite flustered due to this being my first photo shoot. I know I have nothing to worry about, but I'm nervous that I'll do something embarrassing. Ugh. Why is this so difficult??
I brush my worries aside as I slip on my outfit.
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The makeup artist and hairstylist do their thing while I try to calm myself down. Once they're done, my nerves are gathered and I'm confident in myself. To not make an absolute fool of myself. I step outside with my trench coat slung over my shoulder; I walk to where Adrien and the photographer are standing. Adrien glances at me and his emerald eyes widen in awe. I can feel my cheeks start to flush a bit, I take a deep breath in and let it out before standing next to Adrien.
His suit looks good on him. Oh my Ra! What am I thinking?! I pose beside him like the photographer tells us to-- I feel someone watching us.
Once the photographer lets us take a break, Marinette and Alya walk up to us as we sit on the fountain. Marinette looks upset for some reason but I can tell Adrien doesn't seem to notice that.
"Hey, you two." Alya hugs me and Marinette glares.
What's wrong with her? Why is she glaring at me like that?
Marinette pulls me away. " I need to talk to Iris. We'll be right back," she mumbles.
"What's up, Mari?" I ask, innocently.
"Don't 'Mari' me, Iris. You're stealing Adrien away from me! I know you know that I like him. And then, you go and get all of his attention!! Just because you're a Princess that doesn't mean you're special to him. He's mine so back off!!"
I laugh lightly. " I can't do that, Marinette. You see, Adrien chose me. We're together now." I bow slightly. "I'm sorry."
I turn around and speed walk back to Adrien and into his arms. Once I reach him and Alya, he smashes his lips on mine. I don't feel anything else but his lips on mine, his hands on my waist, him pulling me closer to him. I don't hear anything except the harsh drumming of my heart in my chest.
"This is so awesome!!" Alya exclaims, pulling me out of my little world.
"Did you just take a picture of us kissing?" Adrien asks.
She nods. "You two are so cute together."
"Send that to me, please?" He says, blushing.
His phone dings and saves the picture of us. The corner of his lips pulls up into a smile.
"Well, I gotta run. See ya later!" Alya runs away with Marinette dragging her.
Adrien looks at me with his beautiful eyes, "So, what did Marinette want?"
I chuckle, " She told me to stay away from you, and that you're hers. I told her that you chose me." I entwine our fingers together.
"That's right, I did choose you, babe." He pecks my forehead.
I giggle, stepping forward to rest my head on his chest. I hear a click and the photographer is snapping cute pictures of us. This day can't get any better than having Adrien's arms wrapped around my waist and having him so close to me.
~time skip brought to you by Tikki's big blue eyes~
After the lovely photoshoot, Adrien had the photographer send him all the pictures he took of me and us; and soon we were walking around Paris. In the middle of the street, an elderly man gets caught in heavy traffic. I see Adrien doesn't see what I am, so I let go of his hand and run to the man, ignoring him calling my name. Just in time, I bring him to the other side of the road.
"Sir, are you alright?" I ask, sorry written all over my face.
"Thank you, young lady. I am fine." He bows to me and I bow back.
I run through the traffic again, only to be pulled into Adrien's embrace.
"What on earth were you thinking?" He cups my face. "You could've been seriously hurt, Iris."
"I'm sorry, Adrien. An elderly man was walking to the other side and I couldn't stand by and see him get hurt. I'd rather risk my own life to save another than watch one dies before me... Again." I whisper the last word.
