Four Couples, Same Habits

Just Once More (Warning: Slightly suggestive)

"Oh kitty..." Marinette purred softly, walking up to her husband with a little smile on her face. Adrien turned to her.

"Princess. You look very happy. That's good. What happened?" He asked.

"Nothing! I was just uh...you wanna go out tonight?"

Adrien raised an eyebrow. "Princess, we're married. We live in the same house and sleep in the same bed."

"Not quite. When we first moved here, we slept on the couch, the shower, the laundry room, the kitchen, the-"

Adrien laughed. "Okay...what does my lady wish for her kitty to give?"

"You wanna guess?"

"Let's see...sewing supplies."

"No. But I may need those later on."

"Okay...cookies made by me."

"No."

"Uh...okay...a special night in bed!"

"A-Adrien, n-n-no!"

Adrien smirked. "This is a year two of our marriage, year eight of our general relationship, and it still embarrasses you."

Marinette pouted.

"I guessed thrice. Now tell me. I don't like guessing."

"I was wondering if we could go out around the city tonight. Or you with me. Just one more time for a little while."

"One more time for a little while?!" Adrien panicked. "Are you alright?!"

"I'm fine!" Marinette exclaimed. "It's just...I'm not going to be able to do this for some time. I figured it be nice."

"Okay, fine. But you're telling me the real reason outside."

Marinette nodded in understanding.

She went to the kitchen and returned with a tiny jar of fruit.

"Fruit?" He questioned.

"Uh...yeah! Like said, I'll explain outside."

She transformed and hopped out the window and onto a roof.

Adrien grinned. He transformed and followed her.

"So...what's up?"

Ladybug mashed her fruit with the little spoon as she contemplated how to tell him.

"You know how we've been having...you know...recently, right?"

No. Too straightforward.

"I'm pregnant."

Too simple!

"I won't be able to run around Paris like this."

"Why?"

No. She was just running in circles with this. Think, Marinette, think!

"I uh...doctors and websites usually tell you that exercise is good for a baby."

"A baby?"

It caught his attention.

"Exercise is good for anyone."

"Yeah. But you know the exercise we do is different, don't you?"

"If you consider getting slammed into a truck hard enough to make a dent exercise, as well as having your ribs destroyed for half an hour, and let's not forget being blown away by a giant butterfly, exercise, then yes."

Ladybug giggled. "You complicated it, kitty."

"Sorry. You're just worrying me."

"I don't think you'd approve of me running around to stop robberies, break ins, or shootings anymore."

"M'lady, I never do approve of it. It's just because one of the nine lives is one that lives under a rock called fear. But I know that there's no stopping you. When you jumped into that dinosaur's mouth? I knew you refused to listen. It isn't bad. I think your disobedient side is sort of sexy."

Ladybug smiled a little.

"But why are you saying anymore?"

"Would you approve of your wife doing all that while a tiny human is growing inside of her? Hmm, hmm?"

Chat blinked.

"While a tiny human..." He started.

His wife showed him the jar of fruit.

"Baby food!" He exclaimed. "Because you're having a baby!"

"Well, not quite, that's from a craving. The baby is hungry for baby food. I lose my guts when I smell a croissant."

Chat whimpered. "The time has come for me to choose between my first true love. A croissant, or a little lady."

"Calm down, kitty cat. You've seen me make croissants before, you should know how to make them by now."

"I do! You just protect your supplies more than you protect the miraculous!"

"I do not! It was just a present from Maman and Papa, remember? My moving out present? They gave it all to me so that I'd have a taste of home."

"Taste...was that a pun?"

Ladybug shrugged.

"God, I can't believe this...we're gonna be parents. You're pregnant. You're going to have a baby."

She grinned. "And you'll have a pregnant wife to take care of!"

Chat frowned. "I promised to take care of you from day one, bugaboo. Just because there's a little kitten coming doesn't mean I stop."

"Aww. Such a smart kitty." Ladybug stood and pecked his lips. "Come on, let's go run around before the kitten gets to me. It's up."

"Oh? Is it nocturnal, like me!?"

"Uh...maybe?" Ladybug shrugged. She threw the string of her yoyo and pulled off.