Adrien swung his legs over his bed, his expression nearly dropping as he stared at pure nothingness. He didn't feel like standing up. He didn't feel like doing his homework. He didn't feel like doing anything.

His mind kept wandering over to the day's previous events. What would have happened if he didn't use Second Chance? Would Ladybug have admitted her identity? Would all secrets finally be destroyed? Or would she hold back? Would she hold back and leave him in the dust?

No.

She was clearly happy with the outcome, proof and evidence fulfilled. Yet, he didn't know if he ever would be able to reveal his identity to her ever again, he knew she didn't want to take this step. He knew she was doing this for Paris-

But a part of him so desperately wanted to permanently show her who he was, who he really was behind the black mask, the lame puns and the jokester-personality.

His gaze met the large window panels of his room, staring at the glowing sunset before him. True, it was a beautiful sight, but it for some reason felt dull, lifeless. It was as if his brain was taking out the beauty from the earth, while his heart travelled back to the red-costumed superheroine.

Thoughts back to what she had said earlier ran through his mind.

She had promised she would come back to visit him. He wanted her to do so, even if he would get in trouble with his father, he wouldn't care.

Another minute passed.

It had only been a few minutes since they defeated the villain, maybe she was refuelling or-

The loud thump of a figure entering his room invaded all of Adrien's thoughts as he abruptly stood up, greeting the heroine who had entered his room.

"Great job out there!" Ladybug praised him, striding up before the boy, "We defeated the villain so quickly that I still have four minutes to spare."

A smile tugged on Adrien's lips. He was overly touched that she had decided to spend her last few minutes saved with him.

Ladybug then took notice of the blond's radio that had been playing a R&B song, "You like music?"

"Yeah."

The upbeat music that had been playing on Adrien's radio soon turned into the music that he and Marinette danced to on Chloe's party.

Ladybug blushed at this, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "This is my favourite song."

Adrien's eyes widened, rubbing the back of his neck as he exhaled, "Really?"

She nodded, her shy ego taking over her as she nervously fiddled with her hands.

Adrien smiled, bowing before her as she stared at the gesture, "Say, do you know how to dance?"

The heroine froze, her mind travelling back to the time she and Adrien had danced to this song in her civilian form, "Um- yeah... why-?"

But before she could continue her sentence, the blond grabbed her hand, leading her into the middle of his room, positioning themselves into a position Marinette dearly remembered all too well.

"What are you doing?" Ladybug arched a brow but gasped as soon as she felt Adrien's hand on her waist. The action sent shivers up her spine as she struggled to keep herself down on earth. It was kind of hard to in the model's prescense.

Adrien cleared his throat, replacing his flirtatious grin with a cheeky smile as his eyes shimmered from the ray of sunlight casting upon the two teenagers, "May I have this dance, M'lad- I mean, LB?"

A smile formed on the hero's thin lips as she pressed them together, slightly nodding her head. She knew she had done this before. There was no reason to get over-worked for nothing.

But there was something different.

It was the aura, the room, the ego, the admitted feelings. It was that sense of communication that lifted her to her tiptoes, to touch the clouds, out to an imaginary world where everything was perfect, just them slowly rocking to a soft lullaby.

Ladybug didn't even realize that she and Adrien were gliding through his room in a slow 3/4 time. It was a graceful waltz as she let Adrien be the dominant one in the dance. By this point, she wondered where the night would take her. What would happen in their future if they kept being vague about their feelings?

"Ladybug?" a gentle voice hummed as the heroine let her head fall on the blond's shoulder, "Can I ask you something?"

"Mhm," she mumbled, too dazed by the events to force the air out of her lungs, yet somehow managed to keep herself on her feet.

"Did you- did you actually admit to liking me? I mean- more than a friend?" Adrien questioned, smiling through Ladybug's locks of midnight hair. It was surprisingly... a faint smell of cinnamon?

Marinette tensed up at this, their dance being cut short as she just stared at the model's bedroom floor, her head still visibly on his shoulder, "Uh- well, you see... maybe?"

They continued slow dancing in silence, both deeply in thought. A gentle breeze blew by from Adrien's open window, as the song continued beating through the radio.

Ladybug shivered due to the sudden impact of cold, but soon regained heat as she pressed herself further into the teenage boy. Their bodies moved in sync, slowly grazing the floor as they slightly turned.

To Adrien, it felt oddly familiar as a sense of déjà-vu crossed his mind. But... felt familiar to what? "So it's true then?"

The bluenette nodded slightly, "Yeah... I guess."

"Wow." he breathed, removing his head from on top of the heroine's head and looked into her sapphire blue eyes.

Soon, the two teens felt a tingle run up their backs, as they kept lovingly staring into their eyes. A spark of- what was it? Love? Hope? Wanting?

Did they want to choose this path? Did they want to fulfill their undying love? Did they want to admit their identities? Or did they want to keep the wall of secrets between them?

Marinette felt an increasing warm heat run across her face, as well as her hands as a pink light evaporated into the room, only then could she realize that she was in fact detransforming.

"Oh my gosh!" she gasped, ripping herself from Adrien's grasp as she ran to the window, her costume beginning to melt away, "Um- I'll see you later, Adrien. Love you! I MEAN- argh."

She quickly grabbed her yo-yo, zipping out of the blond's room as the music ended. Adrien just stood in the middle of his room, pretty much dazed from the close proximity he had with the girl of his dreams.

"Well well, Casanova. Got yourself a new contender?" Plagg smirked as he zipped out of his hiding spot.

"Shut up." Adrien muttered, then proceeded to face plant into his bed.

Yep. If Adrien Agreste could choose a road right now;

It definitely wouldn't be this one.

Update 07/01/2020
This story will be continued, but unfortunately I have written this very rushedly for the sake of the prompts and I will be starting to rewrite it.

I will update a part in this book to notify when the rewritten completed version will be out.
I am thinking around September or so. But we'll see.