-MARINETTE-

Marinette had finally decided to wear the maternity jeans her mother sewn in for her.

She continued to wear her baggy sweater.

She didn't feel up for telling Adrien just yet. At that moment she felt she had no reason to.

She did feel a little bad, that Chat was suddenly pushed towards the back of her head. Right now she just wanted to focus on Adrien.

As unrealistic as it sounded, he had asked her out.

It was unreal, and for Marinette, it was like a dream.

Tikki looked at Marinette with a grimace as she zipped up her sweater.

Marinette sighed as she brushed her fingers across her bangs.

"I wonder if I should probably just buy bigger shirts, so that I don't die in this sweater." She breathed.

She turned to look at Tikki.

Marinette furrowed her brow as she noticed Tikki's expression.

"What is it, Tikki?" Marinette asked nervously.

Tikki carefully floated towards her neck and sat on her shoulder.

"I'm happy for you, Marinette." She said softly.

"But... If you plan on being more than just friends, he should know that you're pregnant."

Marinette listened to Tikki's words.

She was right, and she knew it. But what were the chances that was going to happen?

They were just hanging out, they weren't doing anything else.

"Tikki, we're just hanging out. I doubt anything else will happen. He didn't ask me out officially." Marinette explained.

Tikki looked at Marinette.

"But what if he does...?"

Marinette sighed, and rubbed the back of her neck.

She looked at Tikki.

"Then I'll just tell him." She said softly, all spirit immediately draining from her.

She pulled at her sweater lightly, and walked out her bedroom through the trap door.

Her parents remained in the living room.

Adrien had went home to drop off his school supplies and ask his driver to pick him up and drop the two of them off by the Eiffel tower.

The sky had already began to darken. It had taken a dark Orange color to it.

Her mother sipped her coffee carefully as her dad seemed to almost fall asleep on the couch.

She looked at her mother who approached her.

"Where are you going?" She asked, in a low whisper as her father stirred in his sleep.

Marinette looked at her father and then at her mother.

"I'm going out with a friend." She replied with a whisper.

Her mother furrowed her brow.

"A friend? Alya?"

Marinette shook her head.

"No, he's a different friend." Marinette confirmed.

Her mother raised a brow.

"He? You mean he's a boy?" Her mother asked curiously.

Marinette nodded, a light blush on her face.

"This wouldn't happen to be the boy who caused this, right?" She asked as she pointed to Marinette's belly.

Marinette's blush only deepened. The thought of doing that kind of thing with Adrien made her body flush entirely.

"N-no! Of course not." Marinette retorted.

"He's not like that at all."

Her mother nodded as she took another sip of her coffee.

"I would like to meet the father." Her mother said softly.

"At least, just once. So when you're ready, please let me meet him." She said softly, her eyes taking a hint of sadness to them.

She nodded, and watched her mother walk away towards the living space.

Marinette couldn't shake the feeling of guilt.

Her mom had been crying nonstop since learning of her pregnancy. She couldn't help but to feel incredibly shameful.

"I'll see you later mom." She spoke.

Her mom nodded.

"Don't stay out too late."

Marinette simply hummed in response and slipped out the front door.

Tikki remained hidden inside of Marinette's sweater pockets as she climbed down the stairs.

She slowly waited out in the front of the bakery.

There was a warm breeze, but it was a bit cool. It was perfect weather for a sweater, and Marinette felt grateful.

She waited for a bit more, before she spotted a car parked at the corner.

Her eyes narrowed, as she inspected it without moving.

How long as that car been there?

"Hey, Marinette." A voice said softly from behind her.

Marinette gulped and whipped around.

"Jeez-You scared me." She breathed, her face flushing as she looked at Adrien.

Adrien smiled, as he walked around her.

"I'm sorry." He said softly as he placed his hand on her lower back.

Marinette could feel her body flame up the moment he touched her.

"I-it's okay." She stuttered nervously.

He slowly began to lead her away from the front of her building towards the car parked at the corner.

"Are you hungry? Do you want anything?" He asked as he opened the car door for her.

"Just a little." She admitted sheepishly.

Marinette smiled nervously and slipped into the car.

She looked at the driver, his face uninterested, and his figure incredibly huge.

Marinette looked to the other side of the car as Adrien slipped inside.

She scooted towards the door awkwardly as he slammed his shut and they began driving.

Marinette kept her eyes out the window as they began to drive away from the curb and down the street.

She waited in patient agony. She tried to will away the anxiety in her head.

"What do you like to do, besides designing?" Adrien asked, breaking the silence between the two.

Marinette turned her head to look at him awkwardly before shifting.

"I-I like to bake with my parents... And when I finish my designs, I actually sew them. The purse I bring with me to school, I actually made." She admitted sheepishly, yet almost proudly. Tikki loved that purse as much as she did.

Adrien nodded as he continued to look at her, his eyes examining her closely.

Marinette only seemed to grow more and more nervous.

"That's really cool." He replied thoughtfully.

Marinette, tried to keep her hands away from her belly.

She thought she could feel movement, but was sure that she was simply feeling hunger at that point.

"Thanks." She said softly, slowly subsiding the nervousness she was feeling.

She looked out the window, and watched the scenery on the outside of the car.

The moment she could spot the Eiffel tower, she started to rethink herself once more in her head.

It started to feel like a date.

He was taking her out for dinner by the Eiffel tower...

The more she repeated it to herself to more it sounded more and more like a date.

She clenched her sweater.

She had always dreamed of this moment. She wanted this to happen so bad, and now that she finally got it, she wasn't sure if she should have it.

She grew worried, if this was the case, she would have to tell him that she's pregnant.

He'll never look at her the same again.

She placed her hands into her pockets, nervously.

There she could feel Tikki squirm into her palm and nuzzle her.

Marinette sighed softly.

It was going to be okay.

The sky had started to darken, the moonlight started to glow against the lit Eiffel tower.

Marinette rubbed her cheeks as she blushed.

The two had finished a playful dinner, and Marinette was having a lot more fun than she could have possibly imagined.

She started to blush, the moment Adrien walked beside her closely. She could feel his hand brush against hers, ever so slightly.

She bit her lip and looked away.

After being pregnant for so long, it had become so hard not to rub her belly after having grown used to it.

Marinette paused to look at the Eiffel tower in front of the two of them.

She smiled, as she breathed evenly.

Adrien stood beside her, his hands stuffed into his pockets casually. He wore a dark sweater, that seemed to blend with his black shirt.

She shuddered slightly as she mimicked him.

Tikki immediately jumped into her hands, her head bonking against her palms.

Marinette giggled at the sensation, which seemed to grab Adrien's attention.

She immediately quit.

"Are you tired?" He asked, once more his eyes examining her like they had been all night.

Marinette was feeling a bit sore. Lately her back killed her, and her feet ached. The urinating episodes were also becoming a problem. It was like being sick twenty four seven.

She shook her head.

"I feel fine." She assured, and slowly brushed her fingers across her bangs.

Adrien chuckled lightly.

"I had fun, Marinette..." He sighed thoughtfully.

Marinette breathed a laugh and nodded with a nervous blush.

"I did too." She spoke.

They both stood in silence. Marinette looked over towards Adrien who seemed to look up at the lights on the Eiffel tower.

Marinette breathed steadily, as her heart started to pound harshly. Her limbs started to burn with anxiety.

"Adrien?" Marinette spoke, with a shaking voice.

She watched as he looked away from the tower briefly.

"Hm?" He responded, slightly sidetracked by the lights.

Marinette gulped, as she focused on the contact with Tikki in her pocket for support.

"Was...this a date?" She asked, her blood pulsating quickly in fear of rejection.

Adrien pursed his lips and sighed deeply.

"I'm not sure. Did it feel like one?" He asked her softly.

Marinette looked away shyly, and shrugged. She couldn't speak.

Her mouth always got clammy when she was around Adrien.

It almost saddened her of how much she liked him. Especially with her current situation it was hard.

Adrien slowly moved closer to her.

"Do you want to do this again sometime?" He asked softly. "I really like you, Marinette."

Marinette could feel her heart fly. She wanted to scream yes. However, there was one little detail that made her fear this moment.

Tikki was right.

Tikki gave Marinette a small kiss on her palm.

"Adrien..." Marinette shook, and looked at him.

He looked at her, his brow furrowing as he noticed her anxious expression.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his hand lightly brushing against her arm.

She shuddered at his touch and turned her body to face him.

"B-before we do anything. There's something... I should tell you." She said, her voice quivering.

She knew that she could lose him this way, but she couldn't lie to him either.

Adrien didn't say anything, he simply looked at her as she struggled to gather her nerves.

Her heart seemed to beat faster than her breathing.

She was struggling to keep it together.

"Adrien... I-I... I-I'm p-pregnant." She gulped.

She shook as she looked away, shamefully. She felt like she couldn't breathe as she waited for his reaction.

What made her more nervous was that he had no reaction.

"You're pregnant..." Adrien stated, almost as if he was just confirming it to himself.

Marinette sighed as the two stood awkwardly in front of one another.

Out of instinct, Marinette placed a hand on her belly.

She looked down and nodded.

"I-it's a baby boy." She shrugged.

"A baby boy?!" Adrien almost cut her off.

Marinette furrowed her brow in confusion and looked at him.

Adrien's eyes widened with curiosity as he listened to her. His eyes traveled down to her belly.

Marinette immediately felt embarrassed, and then looked away again.

The two stood in awkward silence, as she pulled at her sweater covering the small form of her belly through the fabric.

"I-I...hope it's not a problem...Please don't worry, when he's born he'll be adopted by a loving family." Marinette assured. "It'll be like it never happened." She gulped.

Marinette remained quiet, her gaze away from Adrien.

She was sure that at this point, it was all over.

She already wanted to leave.

She felt this mistake ruined everything she could have possibly wanted.

Tikki was right, she needed to get her priorities in order.

She felt Adrien tug on the sleeve of her sweater.

Marinette breathed out, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

She pressed her lips together and nervously looked at him.

His expression remained soft, almost as if he was thinking about something.

She was hoping that he would look past all of it and give them a chance.

She felt her heart drop as his expression turned into that of slight irritation.

"Marinette... You're not giving our son up for adoption." He said firmly.

"I can take care of him. My father may not be too thrilled... But I can take care of him." He explained.

Marinette quivered. She was surprised as how firm his face and tone was. More importantly, she was surprised at his words.

She shook her head, and stepped away in confusion.

Was he willing to take care of a child that wasn't his?

To be with her?

Marinette felt like she was just hit with a ton of bricks.

"W-wait... What? Adrien no, you don't have to do this." She breathed. "Its not fair, you shouldn't have to help me take care of a baby that has nothing to do with you." Marinette assured nervously.

Adrien looked at her and shook his head.

"He's mine, Marinette." He whispered, as he slowly lifted the hem of his shirt.

Her face incredibly flushed and confused, Marinette allowed her eyes to travel down to the skin he had exposed to her.

From the lit tower ahead of them, she could notice scars on his lower torso.

"These are the marks you gave me the second night we slept together in the Bourgeois hotel... In the hallway." He explained.

Marinette could feel her throat tightening immediately.

The wheels in her head started to spin rapidly, as all the memories of her intimate moments with Chat Noir immediately started to flood in her head.

Her knees trembled as she swallowed hard. It had suddenly started to become overwhelming to her.

"W-wait... Are you saying, that y-you're..." Her voice trailed off.

"Yes... You're ladybug... Am I right?" Adrien spoke in a whisper as he stepped closer to her, being sure that no one was around.

Marinette shook slightly.

It had started to click in her head.

She had slept with Adrien.

The baby she was carrying was his. She looked up at him, her mouth slightly quivering.

"So... Y-you're...?" She asked him with a raised brow.

"That's right... My lady." He whispered, his goofy smile appearing on his face as he winked.

Marinette blinked while looking at him. Her vision started to become blurry.

She could only hear her heart and rapid breathing before everything went black...