When it comes to secrets Marinette and Adrien aren't the only ones holding something in. When they both accidentally find out a secret that would change the others life...will they keep it to themselves or let it all out? Will these secrets bring th...
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"Don't forget my cheese, Adrien!" Plagg screamed at me as I walked out the door. His small self darted under the bed and grabbed a wheel before he hid back inside of my shirt. I rolled my eyes at how dramatic he was being.
The photoshoot was certainly last minute but Vincent insisted ten pm was the best time to soak up the moonlight.
"Adrien," Nathalie greeted me as we walked out to the car. "You'll be modeling with Lindsey Mavis, an American model from California," She handed me a photo of the girl. Lindsey had brown hair with caramel highlights here and there. Her eyes were blue and I couldn't help but think of Marinette and Ladybug.
"Alright," I replied and handed her the picture back. Never would I be caught with another model's picture. That was just unprofessional and...weird.
I watched the moon pass by and reappear from the car window as Gorilla drove me to the park. Crazy to think it was less than a month that I'd be driving myself everywhere. I wouldn't be alone, but I'd be able to drive myself.
"Adrien! You're here!" Vincent exclaimed as soon as my door opened. His long arm quickly grabbed mine and pulled me along. Lindsey was already done with makeup and posing for different pictures.
"Adrien!" Lindsey's eyes lit up and she stood up from the bench and made her way over. "It's so great to finally meet you. I've heard great things about you," She grinned.
"It's nice to meet you too Lindsey," I smiled in return as Vincent let go of my arm and another lady took his place. She was quick to powder my face with makeup.
"You know I'm kind of jealous of you. Paris is such a beautiful city with such hot people. I mean I can't express how many hot girls and guys I've seen today," Lindsey rolled her eyes into the back of her head as if she was melting.
"Yeah, Paris is beautiful," I chuckled lightly and the makeup artist finished up.
"Maybe if you aren't busy we can hang sometime and you can show me the best spots. And not the tourist ones,"
My mind immediately jumped to the top of the Eiffel tower but I realized there was no way I could get her up there. Nor did I really have the time between patrolling, wedding planning, learning the company, and modeling.
"Maybe," I replied shortly as I was handed my outfit and made my way into the dressing room to change. Once I was back Lindsey was already positioned and Vincent quickly showed me where I would be.
Ten different poses and a few hours later we had finally finished. I didn't completely understand the point of a romantic photoshoot since I had already done one with Marinette a few days ago but I learned to not question anything.
I couldn't wait for the publicist and media to drag me through the mud because I've posed with four different girls in just a month of December. The press was always looking for a reason to tear you down and twist the scene.
