Just As We Were Married (COMPLETED)

Bonus Chapter (1): "What?"

NB: This chapter is not a continuation of anything. It will be just like a filler chapter. What is in this chapter happened in the book, but it just wasn't stated. This was a little before the Epilogue❤️.

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 It was just a normal day at the Agreste Kingdom.

Marinette was in Adrien's room, playing a silly game on his phone with her head on his thigh.

"You have to use both of your hands so you can hit the double tiles, Mari," He begun to instruct, making Marinette roll her eyes. He flicked her forehead at that. "Stop rolling your eyes at me."

"Ouch!" She shrieked, her hand flying to her forehead. The sound of a piano came from the phone, signaling another fail. "Why did you do that? Now I lost the game!"

"Serves you right," He stuck his tongue out before throwing his arms over his eyes and closing them. "It's also not my fault why you can't get one measly diamond on Fountain."

Just as she was about to reply, she felt a bile rise up in her mouth. Shooting up, she dropped Adrien's phone on the bed a ran to the bathroom. Adrien, who was shocked and worried, hurried to his feet and headed to the bathroom, where he found Marinette heaving over the toilet.

It was the fifth time for the day that this had happened and it was becoming alarming. Adrien stooped down by her side, held her hair and rubbed her back softly. When she was finished, she stood and rinsed out her mouth before brushing her teeth.

When they were back in bed, Adrien decided to speak.

"Are you sure you don't want me to call the doctor?" He had asked her this question three days ago when she just started to vomit at least six to seven times daily, and her answer was that she didn't need a doctor and that she would soon feel better. Well, she was not better.

"It's fine, Adrien. I don't need a doctor," She said, laying her head on his chest. "I probably vomited because of what I ate earlier. So much cheese and milk definitely doesn't go good together."

Even though a small laugh accompanied her words, Adrien wasn't having it. "I'll call the doctor," He stated and she looked at him with a glare. "He would probably be able to come tomorrow."

"But-"

"No buts, Marinette," He cut her off, closing his eyes once more and letting out a sigh. "You are not well and I don't know what's wrong with you, so the best option is to call a doctor. Now hush up."

Knowing that she had nothing to say on the matter, Marinette crossed her arms over her chest and stomped out of the room like a spoilt child. She couldn't deal with Adrien right now and a hamburger with tons of pickles sounded so good.

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"Ew," Adrien scrunched up his nose when Marinette dipped the pickle in peanut butter before taking a bite. "That must taste dreadful."

"Actually," She started with a smile, "it tastes amazing!"