As Chloé stood in front of their table all Adrien and Marinette could do was look between her and each other.

"Nice to see you again, Chloé." Marinette finally broke the silence as the blonde stood with her hands on her hips facing Paris' newest lovebirds.

Marinette would usually be intimidated, but considering they were in her third home, behind her own and her parents, there was some sort of instinct that told her to not fear the wrath of Chloé Bourgeois. It also helped that she was here with Adrien Agreste. She's the one that had tamed the beast, well fake tamed the beast. Ok, so she hadn't actually tamed anything but Chloé didn't know that.

"Chloé, is there anything we can help you with? You're kind of intruding on our date." Adrien was next to speak up. Looking at the blonde socialite with a raised eyebrow.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come away with me for the weekend?" She spoke only to Adrien, blocking out the entirety of Marinette with her body. With her hand positioned on the table, Chloé leaned over to line her body up with Adrien. "I've invested in the new Gabriel lingerie line."

She dropped Adrien a wink and he couldn't help feel the whole of his body quiver and then shrivel up. He couldn't believe how upfront Chloé was being and in front of Marinette too.

He found it hard to control his laughter as Marinette moved her head to the side and pulled a face at him. She continued pulling faces and Adrien finally let himself laugh. Chloe's face changed to one of disgust as she took her hand off the table. Adrien was pretending to cough, covering up the laughing fit just starting up.

Chloé looked over at Marinette to be met with a pearly white smile from the young designer.  For once in her life Marinette felt comfortable, she felt secure and she felt like she was winning. Even though it was fake, it made her feel happy Adrien was here by her side.

"Sorry Chloé," Adrien spoke up, "but my weekend is going to be taken up with this nightmare sitting opposite me."

"Seriously Adrien! You're choosing a weekend of what? Playing video games with her? Over a weekend of hot, passionate sex with me?" Chloe turned her attention back to Adrien and the anger could be seen radiating off her.

"First of all; she has a name and its Marinette. And secondly, to be perfectly honest with you, there's nothing I'd actually find more enjoyable than playing video games with my stunning girlfriend." He smiled a genuine smile in the direction of Chloé before she stormed off in a rage.

"Wow! You sure you've made the right choice?" She looked over at Adrien, who seemed to be studying Chloé's rear as she stalked away.

"Family friendly Mari!" He responded. Still looking at the retreating blonde.

Marinette felt herself shift in the seat at how uncomfortable she felt watching Adrien, watching Chloé.

"You could kid me!" Adrien turned his head sharply back to Marinette.

"What does that mean?" Marinette sat back in her chair and looked over at her fake boyfriend. Her arms crossed tightly across her chest, defending herself from the possible heartbreak she was about to endure. This whole thing was not a good idea. Why did she agree to it?

"You may as well been drooling the way you were looking at her ass!" Marinette stated looking Adrien in the eye.

"Jealous are you?" Adrien sat back and mirrored her actions. If she was going to be defensive, he was going to be defensive too.

Marinette looked away in silence, catching the back end of Chloé as she walked out of Master Fu's. Marinette gasped in shock and covered her mouth.

"Get it now!" Adrien stated, raising one eyebrow to Marinette. They both burst out laughing and she had to clutch her stomach. She couldn't remember the last time she laughed this much. This was unbelievable.

"You need to give me some credit, Princess. I told you it was going to be no other women whilst I was with you." He was wiping his eyes with a tissue trying to control the bouts of laughter which still continued to come and go.

"I can't believe she's wearing panties with your face on them!"

"I know I'm an ass but I think she was taking it too far." Another round of laughter started up at their table as Master Fu made his way over.

"I see you two also saw what young Miss Bourgeois was wearing. If only she hadn't tucked her skirt into her underwear." Master Fu's words broke Adrien and Marinette into another round of laughter. It shouldn't be this funny but something about it just kept making them laugh.

"Ok, ok!" Adrien claimed taking deep breathes. "M'lady here would like to be put into a good mood. So can we please have two salted caramel frappes and a Chocolate fudge sundae to share?" Master Fu smiled at Adrien.

"Great choice as usual." With that Master Fu turned and left.

"You remembered!" Marinette whispered shocked.

"How could I forget? I'm surprised you're not the size of an elephant the amount of sundaes you used to eat." Marinette burst out laughing at Adrien. He was right. She'd have a sundae at least three times a week.

"You used to steal most of it!"

"What? No I didn't! You kept slapping my hand away. Thinking about it, this could be quite an abusive relationship. I better keep a log of each time you hit me." He moved his head forward, leaning into the centre of the table.

"I only slapped your hand away because you'd steal the cake." She replied, moving forward to.

"The cake was the best part." Adrien moved slightly more. He had no idea why he felt he needed to move his face towards Marinette, but again the magnetism of her was drawing him in.

"Exactly! That's why it should have been mine." Their faces were centimetres away from each other and the thought of a kiss was at the forefront of both their minds.

As they stared into each other's eyes, the feeling became oppressive. They looked between each other's eyes and lips, before slowly edging forward. Hearts racing and lips wanting. They were mere millimetres away as Marinette closed her eyes, waiting for the pressure of his lips to meets hers. She could feel his breath, they were so close. It was going to happen. She was going to kiss Adrien Agreste.

"Oh my God, Adrien! Is that you?"

Both shot back as a voice interrupted their moment. As Marinette tried to control not only her heart speed, but also the disappointment in her veins, she looked up to see a beautiful woman standing near them. She was tall and gorgeous.

Adrien jumped out of his seat to hug her. Marinette again felt her stomach take on a mind of its own and drop. Looking at Adrien next to this magnificent woman made Marinette feel inadequate. She looked down at her lap as Adrien and the female continued their niceties. Why had she agreed to this? She'd give anything to go back in time and slap herself hard round the face. She was right when she thought this was a stupid idea.

"And this must be the Marinette." Marinette shot her head up. The Marinette, what did that mean?

"It is indeed." Adrien smiled down at her and offered one of his hands. Unsure what to do, she took it and stood up as he gently pulled her.

"Nice to meet you." The woman said with a genuine smile across her face.

"You too." Marinette replied, placing her best smile.

"You have no idea who I am, do you?" The woman let out a little laugh as a blonde haired, blue eyed child came over and almost took Adrien down.

"Uncle Adrien! Uncle Adrien!" The little boy was almost the spitting imagine of Adrien and the woman he was standing with. Adrien lifted him up and began to tickle his tummy. The vision of Adrien with a child was enough to melt her heart. How did he think he couldn't have this? This kid obviously adored him.

"What you doing here Monkey Boy!"

"I'm not monkey boy, Uncle Adrien. I'm Junior." The little boy chortled.

"No. That can't be right. Juniors a baby."

"I'm four next week! Daddy said you're coming to my party with your girlfriend. What's a girlfriend?" Adrien looked flustered as the woman covered her mouth suppressing a laugh behind her hand.

"This is my girlfriend." Adrien pointed to Marinette, "her names Marinette. She's my special Princess."

"Oh!" Junior replied as if he understood. "She's very pretty."

This time it was Marinette's turn to blush. Luckily, Junior was cut off by a blonde male grabbing him out of Adrien's arms.

"You ran off you cheeky monkey!"

"Daddy, I just told Uncle Adrien I'm not a monkey, I'm Junior." The crowd around the beautiful little blonde boy let out another laugh.

"Good to see you up and about Marinette. How are you feeling?" Recognition suddenly struck like lightning. This was Adrien's cousin, Felix.

"Much better thanks to you." Marinette smiled as she thanked the blonde male.

"Adrien did a lot more than me. I only turned up and took blood out of you." Marinette smiled as she looked over at Adrien. He was smiling back at her with an emotion she'd never seen him display before. To be honest, she wasn't quite so sure what it was.

"Daddy, why did you take the girls blood?"

"I had to make sure she was feeling ok."

"My daddy's a superhero. He saves people."

"That he does, darling." The woman looked at her husband with such adoration, Marinette felt her heart flutter at the display. Suddenly she noticed the woman was also heavily pregnant.

"How far along are you?" Marinette asked.

"Surprisingly only seven months. For some reason this one wants to turn me into a beached whale." She placed a hand over her perfectly round stomach. Even though her stomach was growing to a large size, the rest of her frame was tiny.

"I'm Bridgette by the way."

"Marinette." Marinette was shocked when she was tackled by the lady with the big belly. She wrapped her arms around Marinette.

"I'm so glad Adrien has found someone special. We've always heard a lot about you. Thank you for giving him a chance."

Bridgette pulled back leaving a whirlwind of thoughts in Marinette's head. She'd always been open to Adrien, until today. For some reason she'd started judging him just like everyone else. She took a deep breath and looked over at Adrien in conversation with his cousin and nephew.

"So kid, what do you want for your birthday?" Adrien asked the beautiful little boy, who smiled widely and began to bounce in his fathers arms.

"A Night Bird costume." The little boy responded with so much enthusiasm, he could have been asking for a million pounds.

A groan came from Bridgette as she placed a hand of her forehead.

"Are you ok?" Marinette asked quietly.

"He's got his heart set on this Night Bird Superhero costume but it's sold out everywhere. We don't know if we'll be able to get him one. His heart is set on it, and it's the only thing he's asked for."

"I can make it."

Felix, Adrien and Bridgette all looked at Marinette.

"I can make it." She repeated.

"Aren't you busy with commissions and your boutique collections?" Felix asked as his eyebrows creased together. Obviously Adrien had told them more than she thought he had about her.

"I can make time for this special little man. It's not everyday you turn the big number four. Plus I can make him one better than everyone else's." She smiled at Junior and ruffled his hair.

"Thank you." Bridgette and Felix chorused. Marinette was quite worried the pregnant woman was about to start a horrendous amount of waterworks. Instead she grabbed Marinette and hugged onto her.

"Thank you, Auntie Marinette." Junior was smiling and Marinette felt her heart flutter. Auntie Marinette. If only ...

"Yes, Auntie Marinette." Adrien stepped forward and took her hand in his. He lifted it up to his mouth and placed a delicate kiss on the back. "Thank you." He whispered.

"Well we best be going. Let us know what we owe you Marinette?" Felix placed an arm around his pregnant wife.

"Nothing. It can be a present from us." The smiles on everyone's faces could have lit the entire Eiffel Tower. She felt worth while. She felt like someone. She felt like she mattered.

As they said their goodbyes Adrien and Marinette replaced themselves in their seats.

"What?" She said. He was sitting there smiling at her.

"What?" She responded again with a slight laugh.

"You're amazing." He stated. "Simply and utterly amazing."

Marinette blushed and looked to the side, just in time to see Fu bringing their drinks and sundae.

"Bon appetite" Fu commented as he left the two fake lovebirds to enjoy their food and drink.

Time had passed quickly and before she knew it Adrien was parked up outside her house.

"Thank you for this evening. I had another great time."

"Me too, Princess." Adrien agreed. He needed to tell her about the flowers, that she was beautiful. That she was beginning to matter to him more than anyone else in his life. But he was afraid. Afraid that she would leave him just like everyone else had. Afraid he wouldn't be enough. Afraid he couldn't ...

For the first time ever he couldn't say to himself he couldn't give her the family she wanted. Seeing Junior again tonight made him wishful. Perhaps there was help out there for him. Perhaps his help was sitting directly beside him.

Without thinking, he moved forward and pressed a soft kiss against her lips, tasting the strawberry from her chapstick. Before he got carried away he released the kiss and settle back in his seat. He had to take this slowly. He couldn't, and he swore he wouldn't hurt her. At the moment he was still unsure what he felt or what he wanted but he knew Marinette was part of the answer to healing his broken heart.