"Last night, Officers uncovered a crime organization that indulged in recording their actions and selling it on The Black Market like movies. They are also responsible for the recent string of murders and trafficking from the last two years. Officials want to thank the newest hero to the scene, Phoenix, for this breakthrough. She stopped what could've been an unjust murder of a local couple. Capturing both the assailants and the recording; turning it all over to the police. And after a thorough investigation police traced everything back to the underground syndicate. So Phoenix if you're watching this, T-THANK YOU FOR SAVING MY BROTHER, SISTER-IN-LAW AND ALL OF PARIS! I'M GOING TO BE AN AUNTIE!"

  The news report ended with the anchor sobbing with happiness. A clip of the fight from last night played with the more gruesome parts blurred out. The online comments were exploding with praises for the female hero. This was only her second day and she was already loved.

  "Now that's what I'm talking about! That is true bad bitch right there!" Olive pumped her fist in the air as she excitedly praised the black hero.

  The Spade family sat around the table for breakfast as they do every morning. Watching the news as they ate. Just like everyone else the family was abuzz about the sudden news.

"All I'm saying is there is a lot more crime here than I was expecting." Shanola sighed as she brought out more eggs. Dakota and Dallas were shoving each other trying to get to it. Meanwhile Morris scooped a big chunk of it onto his plate. Obviously the two started fighting him about it.

"Paris safe! Thank the hero's!" Maui squawked from his personalized throne. His words trying to convince the Hollywood star mother that there was no reason to worry.

"Maui's right ma. Everywhere is dangerous but Paris has their own hero's protecting the place. And from the looks of it, it's safer than ever." Dakota comforted her mother as she swallowed down a mouth full of food.

"Exactly honey. Don't worry too much, the hero's are always watching over us." Morris kissed his wife's temple. She scoffed and pushed his face away. Her own face heating up a little.

*BUZZ*

Dakotas phone caught her attention. She lit up at the message and quickly gathered her things. Maui slipping away to her room so he can leave out the window.

"My rides here! I'll see y'all later." The young adult smiled as she kissed everyone goodbye. Practically throwing herself out the door.

No one could get a word out before the door was slammed shut.

"Bye?" They all said in confusion.

"Wow, you get prettier every time I see you." Adrien complimented the girl as he took her things. Carefully placing them in the backseat before giving her a deep kiss. Relaying how much he missed her over the night.

"This is what proper sleep gets you Mr. Please Stay Up All Night With Me." She flicked the man's forehead lightly. He just smiled a large goofy smile as if nothing was wrong.

Adrien had begged her to stay on the phone with him last night. He just wanted to talk to her some more. She agreed but still knocked out after like three hours. Snorting with laughter when she woke up to his pouting face.

"Can you blame me? You're on my mind 24/7." He shrugged, opening the door for the beauty. Quickly jogging to the drivers seat to take off.

Dakota gushed at the ice coffee and half a dozen danishes waiting for her. Along with a single Iris, her favorite flower.

He was really trynna get his dick sucked huh?

"If this is your way of proposing my answer is yes~" She moaned after taking a sip of the sweet yet bitter caffeinated drink. A blush coated Adrien's face as he bit his lip.

"I'll keep that in mind." He whispered more to himself.

"So I brought my art supplies. I'll most likely take sketches of you through the day and then do a watercolor while you're working." The beauty explained as she swallowed her pastry.

  Although it seemed like a joke at the time, Dakota took her art very seriously. She loved to draw but didn't do portraits often. This would be a good way to get more practice in, plus she had a perfect model.

  And of course Adrien didn't mind, if this meant her attention would only be on him then he was more than happy.

"Do I need to stay in a constant face all day? I can do a mean smolder." The blonde pursed his lips as he quirked an eyebrow. He look more constipated than anything.

Dakota damn near chocked on her coffee.

"Please, baby, don't ever do that again." She snorted as she smacked her chest. Trying to get the sugary drink to go down the right pipe.

"Oh, not that one? How about this?" He bit his lower lip and squinted his eyes. He looked like a very sassy predator. Another fit of giggles left the girls lips.

  The model continued to make horrid faces, causing the girl to double over in laughter. This is what their entire car ride was comprised of.

  "Stop! Stop! My stomach hurts! I can't breathe!"  Dakota coughed out as she wheezed. Trying to catch her breath as they parked in the student parking lot.

  Adrien smiled at the girl as he wiped a tear off her cheek.

"You're so pretty when you smile." He mumbled as he looked at her. Admiring the way she was glowing not only from the sun but happiness. He liked seeing this. He always wanted to see this.

Dakota snorted as she looked away. The smile on her face only growing wider as her heart raced in her chest.

"Come on Agreste we're going to be late."

Miranette was pacing back and forth in front of the school doors. Her hands gripped her hair as she mumbled to herself.

"Girl is you good?" Alya asked her with slight worry on her face. She hasn't seen the designer this stressed since her first showcase.

"No! I'm not good!" The blue haired girl snapped her head towards her best friend. Her tone indicated she was livid and the girls question was absurd.

"Hey girl, watch your tone. No need to yell at me, just tell me what's wrong." Alya twisted her face up at the girl. She was taken aback by her sudden attitude towards her.

Marinette sighed as she rubbed her hand down her face.

"Adrien came to the bakery yesterday." She started off slowly as she recounted the events. A small smile on her lips as she thought about her man.

"Oh that's good!" Alya smiled for her friend. Hoping the mixed girl was able to talk to him and at least confess her feelings. Even if he rejected her at least she finally did something for a change.

Marinette glared at her as she sneered.

"No! He didn't come alone. He was with that new girl dAKoTa. Like how could he do that?! Why would he bring her to our place?!" She snapped as she told her friend part of what was making her upset.

Unbeknownst to Alya, when she said our place, she didn't mean it as in her family shop. She literally meant our place, as in the bakery her and Adrien would run in the future. She regarded a lot of things as theirs as she believed one day it would be theirs.

"I think you're being crazy again, girl. Your parents own the best bakery in Paris. Can you be surprised he'd want to show her?" Alya furrowed her brows at the girl. Not understanding why this was making her upset.

"But— But nothing Mari. I already told you that you can't get upset when someone comes and grabs his attention. You had your chance to say something for years but now you're probably too late. You might as well move on." Alya cut off the girls words. She didn't need to hear anymore to know that this was just plain jealousy.

  "Also, don't be a bitch to that girl. She's been nothing but kind. It's not her fault you didn't confess first, she owes you nothing." Alya eyed the girl as she grabbed her stuff. Seeing some other people she was friendly with, she rather be around them than this negativity.

She loved Marinette but she was moving too weird for her right now.

  Dupain-Cheng watched her best friend leave her side. Her eye twitched as her jaw hung open. Not believing she would do this to her.

  Alya was supposed to be on her side. She was supposed to help her come up with a plan to fix this. She was supposed to hate Dakota as much as she did. Because that's what best friends do!

  She didn't even finish listening to her story before taking that man stealers side and leaving!

  She was a five seconds away from screaming.

  "Good Morning Marinette. I loved the pastries at your family shop, I need to come by again and get some more." Dakotas voice flooded her ears. Her body stiffened at hearing the one person she dreaded hearing the most today.

  The girl turned around and her inner anger only flared up more.

  Her Adrien and Dakota were holding hands as they stood in front of her. They were standing so close to each other that a fly couldn't squeeze by. On top of that, Adrien seemed to be holding her stuff.

  She was treating him like a slave!

  "Good Morning Dakota. I'm happy to hear that, I'll definitely let my parents know." Marinette smiled at the girl politely. Not a trace of her true feelings could be seen as far as she was aware.

  Her eyes trailed over to Adrien who actually wasn't looking at her. He was watching the people walking by. A cold stare at the ones foolish enough to take a double glance at his girl.

  Marinette shivered at that. She had never seen that look in his eye. It was as if he had no qualms about laying his hands on someone to instill the message of 'his' in a persons mind. It was almost terrifying......

  And she loved it! The blue haired girl could feel her thighs clenching as she imagined him holding her possessively in his strong arms. Looking at everyone with a look that was sure enough to kill.

  She knew he would burn the world for her~

"Adrikins, I need to stop by the art room first just to drop off my portfolio." Dakota pulled on the males hand. Her other hand held her coffee that she had no time to drink.

  "Okay Mamas." He kissed her forehead and making her laugh.

  The two proceeded to walk past the blue haired girl as that was the end of the conversation. But she couldn't simply let them go on with their day. Who would she be if she did?

  "Uh, Adrien can I talk to you for a second?" Marinette grabbed the males forearm gently to get him to stop moving.

  On reflex he yanked his arm away.

  "Um sure, what's up Mari." He gave a bland smile. But the girl was too hurt by his actions to notice.

  Why did he pull away like that? He's never done that before? Why is he being weird towards her?

  Which wasn't true actually. Adrien actually has never let Marinette touch him. Something about it always felt weird and made his skin crawl. He never really thought about it more and just avoided her touch.

  The blue haired girl glanced at Dakota for a second. An unreadable expression in her eyes. But the petty side of Dakotas made her lips curl up.

  "I'll go on ahead first. See you in class baby." She stood on her toes and pecked the side of his lips. Slipping her bag out of his hold. Adrien pouted at the fact that she was leaving him.

  She looked over at Marinette. The girl just staring at her with an obviously fake smile.

  "I'll see you in class Mari." Dakota fixed the bag on her shoulder before taking a sip of her drink. She didn't want for a reply before walking past her.

  Marinette sucked her teeth.

  'That bitch. Just wait until I get my man back.' She thought in her head. Her hands gripping onto the handle of her bag. Knuckles turning white at the sheer pressure.

  "So what's up Marinette? I'm kinda in a rush." He looked at her then at the back of Dakotas figure. His eyes lingering on her lower half.

  Marinette frowned before giving a cute pouty look.

  "How come you didn't say Good Morning to me?"

Not sure if I'm feeling this but I gave into peer pressure 🥲