I'm not going to say anything. Just not compliant to season 4 as usual. Just read.

"No."

"Adrien. Your Father said-"

"I said no. I can do everything else. I can do a swim shoot. A shirtless one. A goddamn animal one. Heck-"

"Adrien watch your lang-"

"No. Nathalie. I don't care," he spat, "Tell father that if that bitch-"

"Adrien," Nathalie gasped, appalled at the words seething out of his mouth.

"-so much as touches me, I'll go to the press and tell them how he got his muse to spy on me for him so he knew what I was doing behind his back."

"What- Adrien. That's not true."

"But it is true. Isn't it? Everytime I wanted to do something fun with my friends and my girlfriend somehow there was something new in my schedule to prevent me from doing it. She's your way to keep control over me isn't that right father?" He turned to the shadow behind Nathalie, who had been watching them since the conversation started, "Because even when my girlfriend got her to back off, she's still helping you, always watching us from a distance and trying to hear us at all times. You know, I found that she slipped a listening device in my bag the other day. A Tsurugi branded one. How far are you going to go?"

The tall figure stepped into the light and glowered down at the boy (who had been growing and was almost as tall as his father now), "Adrien. I only wanted to know what you do in your free time."

"Yeah and stop me from doing it? I'm not daft father. I've grown up. I know what manipulation looks like."

"Manipu-" the man seemed taken aback, "Adrien! I'm not- I-

"See you can't even deny it," Adrien muttered, then he cleared his throat and spoke a little louder, "You know father. If you wanted to know about my life outside of you. All you would have to do is ask. I would have and still would gladly tell you about my day."

The man in question looked utterly shocked at the notion, like he hadn't thought it was possible.

"This is what's going to happen. You stop getting that liar to do photoshoots with me. Especially this next one. And I don't go to Nadja and tell her all about how you looked the other way whilst a girl was blatantly sexually assaulting your son for almost 2 years and you did nothing about it."

"She what!" It was Adrien's turn to be shocked. His father looked positively angry at the predicament.

"You- you didn't know?"

"Of course not. Adrien," he placed his hands on his son's shoulders and for once Adrien could see the sincerity in his father's usual cold and calculating eyes, "If I knew, I would have never used her to get information on you. I know now that was a mistake on my part. I'm sorry."

"So you admit you were using her to get to me."

He bowed his head, ashamed, "I really wish things were different. I just wanted you to be safe."

"I know Dad," it slipped out really but Gabriel felt a bit of warmth hearing his son informally call him, "But this has to stop."

He nodded and Nathalie finally spoke up again, "There is a problem, however. The shoot tomorrow is a couple shoot and I cannot postpone it for too long but I cannot get any of the female models on a short notice either."

"That is a problem, yes."

"Father. You do know I have a girlfriend right."

"Yes Adrien," he sighed, annoyed at himself for not being more open to his son's life, "Mlle Dupain-Cheng, I recall."

Adrien smiled blissfully for a moment, as if the thought of his girlfriend made him the happiest (it did) and Gabriel was mentally hitting himself for not being able to see his son smile like that sooner. It reminded him of Emilie.

"Yeah. And Marinette is absolutely gorgeous. If she wasn't so focused on becoming a designer herself, she would make a great model," unbeknownst to himself, Adrien began to gush, much to the amusement of his father, "I mean, her face alone is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Her eyes are so strikingly blue and her hair is so dark and frames her face so perfectly. And she has these tiny adorable freckles and her nose is so small and her lips are always so soft. And let's not even get started on how Godly her figure-" (woah there ya simp. Calm yourself.)

Gabriel coughed loudly, "Adrien. I'm glad you seem to love your girlfriend so much but I'm sure she would like to hear your spiel much more than I do. Just contact her and get permission from her before the end of the day. If you can send her measurements as well, I'm sure my people can work quickly to get them to fit."

Adrien blushed a deep red, embarrassed that his father had caught him in one of his- as Nino liked to call it- 'Rants in which Adrien is Simping over Marinette' and just nodded meekly, watching as his father and Nathalie left the room.

Once the door shut behind them, he sunk to the floor and dug his face into his hands with a groan, Plagg cackling next to him.

He heard the door to his bathroom slide open and snapped his head towards the giggling figure clad in a simple red summer dress which was tight at the top, hugging her natural curves, and ruffled out at the bottom. It was almost sleeveless, her shoulders almost bare with two small straps tied into bows rested on top of them. Her hair was out of the usual pigtails, simply resting on her shoulders in the effortless style he had always voiced his love for. To top it all off, she had worn the shoes he had gifted her only a few months prior. It was toeless, and matched the red of her dress so perfectly that he knew she had gone out of her way to make the dress just for those heels. She didn't wear any accessories, she didn't need to. All she had was her usual earnings to complete the look and she looked magnificent.

I did a quick sketch because I wanted to. Ignore the arms. I hate doing them when Idont have to. Plus it's a sketch so 🤷‍♀️. Like it took me 5 minutes tops.

"Ma- Mari? What are you- when did you get here? Why are you?"

"I've been here for a while kitty. I would have come out earlier but then Nathalie came in."

"So you heard everything?"

She sauntered over to him and for a moment he was distracted by his wonderful her hips looked as she swayed towards him, "Yes. And I'm proud of you for standing up for yourself."

She stopped in front of him and he absentmindedly licked his lips as his eyes trailed up her body and towards her eyes. Why am I so lucky? She smiled at him, as if she had read his thoughts.

"And since you praised me so nicely, I'd be happy to help you Kitty. I'll send my measurements to Nathalie myself."

She brought a hand towards him and he took it, letting her haul him up with ease. Once he was up he immediately wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his head in the crook between her shoulder and neck. Quickly, the sweet scent of vanilla filled his senses making him move his head further in and lightly nip at her skin with his teeth. She didn't mind, but he could feel her breath quicken in anticipation and whine slightly.

"I came here to seduce you into going on a date with me but you're ruining my plans."

He lifted his head and ignored (but inwardly smirked) her as she let out another whine of protest, obviously annoyed that he had stopped his advances.

"Oh. And what does this date entail."

"You. Me. A rooftop away from prying eyes. A sofa swing."

He raised his eyebrows at her, wondering why she would be so specific.

She wiggled her own in return, "The lady I bought it from said it's very comfy. And sturdy. I thought we could test it out."

He couldn't even hide his smugness this time, "And how do you suggest we do that?"

"Well why don't we get there and find out."

(So I got carried away with the flirting- this scene was actually supposed to end when she came out if the bathroom giggling- but I don't regret it.)

Time skip. The photoshoot. (From here on out there isn't much dialogue and I know most people usually skip to the dialogue but please do actually read the rest of the oneshot.)

There was a reason why Adrien had decidedly put his foot down when he had heard what this photoshoot entailed.

Now that Adrien was 18 and an adult, Gabriel had decided that Adrien could start doing some more mature shoots. Nothing nude (this was a fashion brand. They had clothes to sell), just more... intimate. This was the first time they were going to do one but when Adrien found out that Lila would be the model he had to work with he vehemently refused.

There was no way in hell he would let Lila touch him like that. Not anymore. When he had first gotten together with Marinette over a year ago, she had practically threatened Lila to go to the press with details of all of her lies if she so much as touched him wrong again, going as far as to warn her that Lila would face lawsuits from the people she had lied about if she went against it. So Lila had backed down- especially when Marinette video called her 'uncle Jagged' on front of her followed by a series of calls to several people Lila had lied about- knowing that Marinette would do well on her threat. Even during the shoots they did together, they weren't really hands on so Lila hadn't been able to touch him like she desired (though it may have done with the fact that he invited Marinette to most if them, and Lila had become rather cautious around the girl).

But this would give Lila the opportunity to do what she wanted and justify it with the promptof the shoot.

Not on his watch.

Adrien wouldn't mind if it was another model. He had spoken to Marinette about it before, and she knew that it was purely professional. Furthermore. Marinette had actually made friends with some of the female models he usually worked with, some even modelling for her own clothes and accessories. And all of them were very supportive of their relationship so Marinette knew they would never be anything but professional. She trusted Adrien and she trusted the other models.

She didn't trust Lila.

Well... she wouldn't be a problem anymore because as soon as Gabriel had found out about just how uncomfortable she had made his son, he had gone on a rampage and barred her from Gabriel and anything associated with it, not even caring that she couldn't spy on his son for him anymore. No. He didn't want her to. Not when he finally realised that he should make an effort to talk to him. (And Marinette may or may have not heard from Nathalie that there was a restraining order in the making.)

So Adrien was pretty excited.

Whilst the public knew of his relationship (it was hard hiding it when he was very recognizable), this would be the first time the Gabriel brand officially acknowledged it, minus the official statement they had released when the rumours had been growing at the beginning of their relationship.

He had always dreamed of doing a photoshoot with Marinette properly. They done a few improper ones and some for her own online store but Marinette had never done a photoshoot for the Gabriel brand.

And he was comfortable with her. Always. As she was with him.

He should have asked his father to do this for him sooner.

This shoot was obviously in the romance genre, hence the intimacy. The gist of it was that it was meant to be in a gothic type setting, hence why they had rented out an entire theatre and the staff had decorated it in the style Gabriel had envisioned. There were black and silver curtains draped around them and the floor had been carpeted in a deep purple that matched hints of the same deep purple found in all pieces of the collection.

One thing about Gabriel in its recent years was that the deep purple had become a staple in the brand, the designer himself incorporating it into more of his works but only in little details.

This collection found the use of the colour more widely, paired with black, greys and silvers and several other shades of purple. (It reminded the two of Hawkmoth but they decided not to say it out loud, especially to Adrien's father. Who would want their work compared to a terrorist?)

The shoot went by without many problems.

Over the years, the confidence the mask had given Ladybug had seeped through and made Marinette a more confident person. And the fact that Adrien constantly praised her looks had boosted her appreciation of herself immensely. So instead of being the shy mess she had been in her younger years, Marinette had been rather good at taking direction and, as a designer, she knew what angles made an outfit look good. Moreso than Adrien, she had taken over the shoot with her own ideas and Vincent and the rest of the crew were more than delighted to adapt to them.

The clothes were probably some of the prettiest Marinette had seen in a while (not counting her own designs. She had to give herself some credit, okay) and getting the chance to wear them had been a great experience for her. The materials were mostly soft silks and velvets with bits of netting and other textures here and there and it made her wonder how the design team were able to so seamlessly re-sew the outfits to fit her so perfectly without any noticeable mistakes, in such a short time. (She asked and they were given a few days off to rest after working overtime to get it all done.)

The dresses she wore were a series of different lengths, each with a different but romantic vibe. All of them made her feel as if she was in some sort of alternate fantasy world where she was a normal girl and Adrien was an eccentric Prince who had fallen in love with her and had been trying to woo her.

They did many different poses, some there were even props for.

Adrien had snickered when they had brought a whole ass bed onto the stage and covered it in black-dyed rose petals, whilst Marinette had blushed as red as her superhero costume. She hadn't noticed the bed earlier, but Adrien surely did, and he had been hoping to get a good reaction out of her when she saw it for the firsts time.

(He would definitely pay back for this later.)

The outfits they wore were the most simple of the ones they had to wear:

They were night-wear (obviously) but they were a bit more sexy than what was usual for the Gabriel brand. Marinette wore a slip dress with a sweetheart neckline in the signature purple of the collection. It was made with velvet and a cross pattern was embroidered all the way through the skirt of the dress, giving it the illusion of being layered with lace. Where every line of embroidery met, a small swaroski crystal was placed, so when she moved, they would give off a natural glimmer on the photos meaning she would look amazing even withoutany editing. The dress itself only went up to the halfway point of her thighs, and there was a slit on both sides, showing plenty of skin. She also wore some black laced knee high socks, with a similar crossed pattern to the dress. Her hair was kept out so she had an unkempt look to her and her makeup was minimal, only a bit of mascara and eyeliner and a shimmery pink gloss that was almost the perfect colour match to her natural lip shade.

Marinette had a fun time teasing her boyfriend after he had laughed in her face about the bed. The staff definitely had a laugh watching the young man trying to control himself. Unbeknownst to them though, Marinette was also having a hard time trying to do the same.

Adrien looked, in one word, delectable. His outfit was much more simpler than hers but he made it look like the best pair of trousers and shirt that had ever graced the earth.

His shirt was made of black organza, lined underneath with satin material, making it comfortable enough to sleep in. Both materials were sewed close together but the organza made the shirt look like a sparkly black potion as it moved in the light. The sleeves were long and shaped into what was known as a poet sleeve- a motif Gabriel had been playing with for this collection- and the ends flared out, covering half of his large hands in the transparent materiel. Most of the buttons had been undone for the sake of the shoot and Marinette couldn't help but run her hand down his chest as Adrien caressed her bare back. Vincent definitely got some good pictures from that alone.

The trousers he had worn were made of the same materiel and flowed down his form as effortlessly as satin pyjama pants were expected to do. His shirt was haphazardly tucked into the hem of his trousers at the beginning of the shoot, but by the end, it had been fully untucked from the amount of moving this shoot required and the shots where Marinette's hands would make their way under his shirt. There were also some unscripted kisses but, since they were a couple, none of the staff minded.

If this had been Lila, he would have been revolted at the prospect. But with Marinette, it was different. He knew that if he was uncomfortable, she would stop immediately and that had always given him a sense of relief. It was from Marinette, he learned what the meaning of consent really was (screw his father sheltering him from a real life) and it was something that they continuously abided by in their relationship, even if they knew that most of the time it wouldn't be a problem. They had even come up with a system where they tapped the morse code of 'non' if they were feeling uncomfortable about something, which would lead to conversations about what they could do to prevent it from happening again. With Marinette he was able to discuss boundaries easily but with Lila, she would have never given him the comfort of doing so without kicking up a fuss.

The final shoot of the day (now evening) was Marinette's favourite one out of all.

The dress she wore was the most interesting out of the collection. It started with black velvet and was paired with charcoal knee high suede boots. It was adorned in fuchsia roses that were shaped in a square formation, making them look like the Gabriel logo. Adrien also had similar adornments on his belt and shoes and he had a cape shaped like closed wings in the same shade as the roses. The dress was off shoulder, her sleeves draped like the bell of the skirt in a curtain like appearance. What looked like a continuation of the sleeves were long velveted black gloves that made her arms look slender and soft. A matching choker with the rose insignia completed her look. Her hair had been braided and slightly curled, giving her a wavy, princess like hairdo that made her look ethereal.

Most of Adrien's outfit was a dark grey, apart from his waistcoat which was the rich purple that had been seen throughout the day the most. The texture of the coat was also velvet and this had continued into the coat tail- which had been turned into a dramatic back-turned-cape, the inside lined with the same silk used on Marinette's dress and shown on the inside of the tail. The sleeves of his shirt were flared out, much like the night-wear, with the black organza, making him look more Prince like. At one point, the stylist had told Adrien to take a few buttons, making him look sexier as he peered down at her whilst they danced on the stage.

(Ignore his shoes, I sort of definitely gave up there. And the colouring. ): though I was going for the velvety look so i guess it kinda works.)

To end the shoot on a good note, they were instructed to dance to a song of their choosing, one that reminded them of their relationship and Adrien had immediately asked them to put on 'Perfect' by Ed Sheeran. The song meant a lot to them as they had danced to it on their first date as well as all of their important dates and when they were away from prying eyes, just the two of them alone and happily in each other's presence. (They had already decided that their first dance as a married couple would be to this song.)

The staff were hypnotised by how in love the couple looked dancing to this song.

Yes they had looked very much in love all throughout the day, but something in this song made the two turn to and pull each other closer and every raw emotion that had been previously hidden, finally spilled out. They were not Adrien and Marinette, models (for a day in Marinette's case). They were Adrien and Marinette, whose love and feeling for the other overcame them, making them so vulnerable, yet so... mighty against everyone around them.

It was always going to be them. Them against the world. Adrien and Marinette. Ladybug and Chat Noir.

Hearing it had brought back beautiful memories for the two and they payed no attention to the people around them, lost in each other's eyes as they stepped and twirled in the familiar pattern they always seemed to make when this song came on. There was no need to tell each other what to do, no stepping on toes or tripping over each other. He just led her across the stage which had turned into their dance floor and they glided in synchronised movements swiftly, in each other's arms.

To the outsiders, they could tell that the bond between the two was something special.

Even in picture it was as clear as day that what the two felt for each other was real and powerful.

When Gabriel saw the unedited pictures in the morning, he couldn't help but smile in content that his son was genuinely happy. As he drank his morning coffee he typed an email to the editing team telling them to keep the touch ups as minimal as they could.

This photoshoot had been a complete and utter success.

It's been a while since I listened to it but this song is literally the perfect one to dance to with your lover. Not that I have a lover. But I hope when I do, I get to do dance to this with them.

I really just wanted to write about Marinette and Adrien doing a photoshoot together so I did. And I also got great inspiration to draw. The theme of the collection was actually Hawkmoth but no one needs to know that.

Also this was just an excuse to write a lot of intimacy without actually writing smut (which I will not do at all) and I think I delivered pretty well.

Bug out lovelies 😘.