Arranged Marriage

Chapter 14

Okay so many of you guys wanted smut for this chapter so that's what I will do ;) Although I mind you I wouldn't say I'm exactly good with smut. I will try my best though.

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Marinette slowly opened her eyes to see her husband lying next to her on the bed. She gave a warm smile to the boy and slowly got out of bed, careful to not make a sound. She went into the bathroom and brushed her teeth and got out of her nightgown, and put on a while mini skirt and a red tank top. She paused when she heard her stomach growl with hunger, making her sigh.

She walked over to the kitchen and stared. Yesterday morning Adrien has made her pancakes — which turned out to be surprisingly good, judging his skill with cooking and baking.

She decided to make omelettes for her and Adrien, and gathered the ingredients (which Adrien got from the store yesterday) and began to make her famous omelettes.

After she was done, she walked back into the bedroom and let out a small giggle when she saw Adrien in the bed, looking peaceful as ever. She waltzed over to the bed and leaned forward to plant a big sloppy kiss on his cheek. Adrien fluttered open his eyes and gave a sleepy smile when he saw his wife in front of him.

"Morning, sleepyhead. I made breakfast." She grinned.

Adrien sat up straight in the bed and smiled at her. "Oh, you did?"

"Returning the favor." she shrugged, crossing her arms.

He gave Marinette a kiss on the cheek and went into the bathroom. She walked back into the kitchen and set the table for them. Adrien walked in to the kitchen, wearing khakis and a green shirt that complimented his eyes.

"Now that smells nice." He chuckled and walked over to Marinette. He stood behind her and put his head on her shoulder, and began to kiss her neck. That made Marinette giggle. She caressed his head and turned over to face him.

"You hungry?"

He nodded. "Very."

They ate their meal and talked whilst doing so. Mostly about what they are going to do after their honeymoon is over. Adrien said that he wanted to go to college, which Marinette heavily agreed. She said she wanted to be a fashion designer, which surprised Adrien. She realized he didn't know what she liked to design and sew clothes, so she decided to show him her design book. Adrien was very impressed, and told her she was extremely talented, which made Marinette blush furiously.

"Oh, stop it," she muttered, failing to hide a grin. "The only talented person here is Gabriel Agreste. I'm no one compared to him, really. That man is legend."

Adrien glared at her and snatched her notebook out of her hand.

"This," He said, pointing at a page. "is probably the best fashion design I've ever seen!"

Marinette rolled her eyes — a grin faltering on her face — and snatched her sketchbook away. "That's very flattering Adrien. It is! But let's face it; your father deserve all the attention he gets. I can only aspire to be like him, but never really be like him." She mused.

Adrien shook his head and frowned at the dark haired girl in front of him. "But you do have talent! Tell you what, I'm going to send a few pictures of this to my father. Let's see what he has to say," he grinned, nearly sending Marinette sprawling on the floor.

"Adrien!" She staggered, her legs trembling. "You wouldn't," she said carefully, not sure is she was imagining or not. The Gabriel Agreste seeing her designs. And the mere possibility of him liking them? That was enough for Marinette to pass out. In fact, she was going to pass out now.